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Tonight my mini longhaired Dachshund Cola,aged 16 was put to sleep at 6pm.His back legs completely went :( :( :( :( unable to go to the toilet or move,also he was fading away.The vet was unable to do anymore for him,and he would of got worse and worse,so we decided to end his suffering.

COLA has been a wonderful companion,we first seen him at six weeks,then took him home aged eight weeks.He was a great house dog,lots of fun and a loving dog.

We shall miss him lots :( :( its been so heartbreaking.

lots of love from your loving Mum and Dad,you will always be in our hearts forever,take care our little man :huggles: :huggles: :huggles: :huggles:
 
Sorry to hear about Cola :( - he sounds like he had a wonderful 16 years with you. :huggles:

RIP Cola
 
for times like these I like to read the following -

sometimes it gives a measure of comfort to those

who have had an old one pass on -

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will

always remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your

young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may

have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in

finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just

chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simple because something in

its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home,

and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front

room--and when you feel it brush against you for the first time--it

instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many

years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a

day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising

instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you

once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw

energy. And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will

begin to adjust your friend's diet--and you may add a pill or two to her

food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes

of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and

off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for you, then

you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your

lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But

whichever way your friend eventually leaves you---you will feel as alone

as a single star in the dark night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as

they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your

circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or

comfort you.

But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the

many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size

than your own---seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days

to come.

And at moments when you least expect anything our of the ordinary to

happen, you may feel something brush against your leg--very very

lightly.

And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend

used to lay---you will remember those three significant days. The memory

will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart---As time

passes the ache will come and go as it has a life of its own. You will

both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it,

it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way,

it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when---along with the

memory of your pet---and piercing through the heaviness in your

heart---there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will

be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have

loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love---like

the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted,

this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a

love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go.

And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love

which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our

Beloved Pets--it is a Love that we will always possess.

-Written by Martin Scot Kosins,

Author of "Maya's First Rose"
 
So sorry :( [SIZE=14pt]RIP[/SIZE]Cola
 
So sorry to hear about little Cola. :huggles:
 
[SIZE=14pt]RIP COLA.[/SIZE]

SO sorry to read your news, it's such a horrible time even though you know they have had a very long and happy life.

Thinking of you. :huggles:
 
So sorry dawn, my thoughts are with you at this heartbreaking time :huggles:

RIP Cola
 
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sorry about your loss :(

[SIZE=8pt]R.I.P COLA[/SIZE] :(
 
wildhare said:
for times like these I like to read the following -sometimes it gives a measure of comfort to those

who have had an old one pass on -

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will

always remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your

young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may

have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in

finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just

chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simple because something in

its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home,

and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front

room--and when you feel it brush against you for the first time--it

instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many

years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a

day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising

instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you

once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw

energy. And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will

begin to adjust your friend's diet--and you may add a pill or two to her

food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes

of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and

off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for you, then

you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your

lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But

whichever way your friend eventually leaves you---you will feel as alone

as a single star in the dark night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as

they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your

circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or

comfort you.

But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the

many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size

than your own---seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days

to come.

And at moments when you least expect anything our of the ordinary to

happen, you may feel something brush against your leg--very very

lightly.

And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend

used to lay---you will remember those three significant days. The memory

will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart---As time

passes the ache will come and go as it has a life of its own. You will

both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it,

it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way,

it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when---along with the

memory of your pet---and piercing through the heaviness in your

heart---there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will

be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have

loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love---like

the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted,

this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a

love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go.

And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love

which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our

Beloved Pets--it is a Love that we will always possess.

-Written by Martin Scot Kosins,

Author of "Maya's First Rose"

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what a beautifull piece of writing .

so sorry to hear about your loss

R.I.P DEAR COLA :huggles: :huggles: :huggles:
 
Sorry to hear the dreadful news :(

RIP Cola - sleep well.
 
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