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This is a very special thread dedicated to the memories of mastiffs that are no longer with us. I am starting this thread with a beautiful post written by Joan Horrocks about her beloved Shanna.

If you have a special post about one of your beloved companions that is no longer with us, please contribute to this thread.

I write this days after the event as my computer has been down. On Friday 9/14 Shanna and I took our final walk. All of the people she loved were there with her. I can't say it was a hard decision because I knew it was the right thing for her...I will say it was the hardest moments I have spent with her in all our 10+ years. She was alert and pain free and had all her queenly attitude about her. I refused to let her body take that from her. It was her body that betrayed her in the end. Refusing to work anymore and trapping her spirit in a useless frame.

She had gone down from a functioning lady to a helpless babe in a matter of only three days. We tried the meds but it just got steadily worse. The frustration, I think was the worst for her. Shanna had always done just what she wanted to do, and on her terms. Never with a bad attitude but just determination. She held her position of top dog without ever uttering a growl or grumble. Her nose in the air and posture were enough. All her kids and grandkids who lived with her repsected her as such and never questioned it.

She was a joy to watch in the ring and always had an attitude that told a judge she was the best thing in the ring and they could kiss her butt if they didn't think so. She knew just what she had to do once she was in there and rarely needed instruction from us. I once had a judge tell me so, when accidently dropping her lead she continued at my side without it..."she doesn't even need you in here" he said, and we laughed...She could take your breath away when she moved around a ring and had some of the top handlers say so. It is why I knew she could not bare to be immobile.

A dignified lady to the end she was my best girl...never had she done anything wrong...rarely did I need to raise my voice. She gave me wonderful babies to have wonderful babies. I was blessed to have so long with her and to have her be healthy until the very last.

The crate was empty like my heart. Her collar lays on the hook, never to be worn again. Her Hall of Fame papers hang on the wall, with her collar award. They are permanent reminders of all she has accomplished in a wonderful loving life. Yet they cannot snuffle me or put a face up to be kissed. They cannot wag a tail in anticipation of a cookie or lay a paw on my knee to get my attention. I am so very proud of her accomplishments but would trade them all to have her back.

It is something to see the ones she left behind take on a little habit here and there. Her daughter Blaze has taken up residence in her crate these last days now. Star has taken the watch at the cookie basket. They look up at me as if to say, it's ok Mom, we will take care of these for her. Even Boo has started demanding face kisses, something he never did. Are they letting me know she is still with me? Maybe. Maybe they know the things I will miss without her and are trying to fill the gaps. I am so incredably grateful that I have her children and grand kids to hold tight to. They are all a part of her as she was the beginning of all this. It was her wonderful traits that I had hoped to capture.

The pain is great and the loss a hole that cannot be healed, but I will have the memories of so many wonderful times and laughter. Death cannot take away all that she was to me or what was so strong between us. Time is the enemy and the price that must be met for the love we share. We accept the loss from the minute they come into our hands because we know it will come. Yet, I would not trade it for anything. I have no regrets, no doubts...I KNOW I did what Shanna needed not what was easy for me. I KNOW she is in a better place than she was those last days. I would NEVER want to see her suffer like that one minute more. She was a great dog, a strong, gentle Lady and she deserved only the best good bye. I thank Melody, my daughters Amber and Tina and my 7yr old grandaughter Megan, who insisted she be with us to say good bye. What a compassionate strong child she is...I thank them all for all their support and love. I could not have asked for more. Nor would I have wanted to face that day without them.

I attatch some pictures of her sweet aged face...how she could make me smile...

Good bye my girl, my heart. Till we meet again.....
             CH. Gloribee Golden Bear's Shannara CGC  5-13-97 ~ 9-14-07

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My Raven (CH. Gloribee Fantasy Back In Black  CGC TDI) was a very special girl. She was my first brindle and taught me all the silly mischievous ways of stripeys. As a puppy, she was a lil devil into everything and she stole my heart from day one. She matured into an intelligent calm adult that became one of my "demo-dogs" in obedience. She is the mother to my Stryker, Stone, Sinatra, Garbo, Phaedra, Layla, Roxy, Harlowe, Suzie, Max, Cleo, Chloe, and Mr Watson. She was my first HOF and altho I hope not my last, there was something so special in achieving that along w/ all the other accomplishments she had. She was a sister to Shanna above and a wonderful dam overseeing that all her babies behave and be good mastiffs. She ruled the house w/ quiet dignity, but could be so silly. What I miss most is her funny voice. She would make a noise like "Rah-Roo" and she would sing and yodel this sometimes for 5 min straight and her eyes would dance w/ laughter. Sometimes she would cuss me out if I did not take her w/ me on a ride, same voice but diff tone and she would stomp her foot for emphasis. Then my eyes would dance w/ laughter but I would try to hide my smile. She was serious so I must take my scolding like a mature adult. She was gentle w/ children and other animals always, but defended me once in the grooming shop when I was attacked by a  vicious Spitz. She was a heart dog and it was so hard to accept her passing. My daughter wrote me this the first night w/o her and I like to think of Raven like this, still alive, just on the other side of the realm, in a better world, living life to the fullest as she did here on earth. Rest gentle, my sweet baby girl. till we meet again.....
 
 
 
 
Hi Mommy!
Just wanted to let you know that this place called Heaven is amazing!!  I heard you talk about it alot but I never imagined it to be so great.  I am sorry I couldn't tell you and Dad bye but when God came he told me I had to go now.  He said He needed me and promised that you would be ok, he reassured me how much you loved me and meant everything.  So I went to sleep like He told me to do, even though I was missing you.  I can see everything from up here, I had no problem crossing the bridge,  all the mastiffs were there to meet me and tell me what a wonderful mommy you were, even this funny looking mastiff named "Elli" , she said she was Jessica's labrador retriever and she told me what a great Mimi you were even though she was only 11 months old!  It still is kinda hard not to laugh because she is the silliest looking mastiff I ever saw! (he he)  God also told me that I can see you whenever I want, all I have to do is just look down.  He also promised me that every time I feel sad because I miss you, he would make you smile.  Guess What?  Come on try to guess?  Okay, you give up....He even promised me that when the wind blows, if you listen really really close, you will hear me "Rah-Roo".  Isn't that great!  This is so cool up here.  So make sure you remind Jagger to listen closely...I know sometimes if he's getting his belly rubbed, he might not listen good.  Well I must get going soon, God needs me up here.  I just wanted to let you know that you are the best mommy ever and don't be sad because if you were there when God told me he really needed me up here, I would not have wanted to go and that would have made things alot harder.  I also want you to not be so sad but smile with all the tears in knowing that I made it here safe.  I have to tell you one more thing...did you know that God picks the most special dogs of all to stay with Him?  He told me that I was such a good girl and that my mommy taught me so well that He wanted me here with Him!!  Isn't that great?  Well, I should go now, I am very important up here, I just wanted to let you know that I love you and miss you but I am very happy up here.  I hope you will smile just a little knowing how happy I am. 
 
Love..hugs..slobbers..and lots of "Rah-Roos" always and forever yours,
Raven
 
P.S.  Don't forget to listen in the wind, because I am still with you.   I'll be Rah-Rooing you.  Love you lots.  Have to go try to teach Elli how to be an angel mastiff (I still don't think she is one of us mastiffs) but I will love her and all the dogs up here just like you loved me.

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CH. Pegasus country's Odin


This is very hard that I write this about our boy we lost to cancer just couple months ago.  I remember when he first came to us.  It was after a dog show in Atlanta where we met his owners and a few others from his litter.  It was a great get together.  Little did we know that Pam "His breeder" and Co-owner would be getting him back after that weekend.  Pam called and told us about him and we already had his full brother Thunder.  I told her after talking to Jeremy "My husband"  that we would love to bring him into our home.  She had him to our house in about five hours later.  She was about that far away.  She couln't get him to eat anything.  Odin walked into our hearts and our lives the moment he walked through our front door and was eating from my husbands hands within minutes.
He built a bond within that moment with Jeremy that would be carried through for the rest of his life.  And the rest of Jeremy's.  Odin was very insecure when we got him.  We put up his crate and he stayed there most of the time with the door open within the first week.  I ran an in home daycare if that tells you anything.  He didn't have any kids at his house where he did live for 13 months of his life.  He then started following me around every place and eventually became comfortable with everyone.  He started showing and after a few rocky shows Odin took 3 back to back 5 point majors and was our first Champion.
Odin was going on eight and within a few weeks he went from being beautiful to withering to almost nothing.  We found out that he was just ate up with cancer.  A very rapid kind.
Odin was a very powerful dog and stubborn, hard headed but he was loyal and wouldn't say goodbye.  He just couldn't let go of us and it was so hard.  We were there when Odin took his last breath and he went so peacefully to heaven but it doesn't help the pain and the emptiness of not having him in our life anymore.  His brother Thunder is a constant reminder of how many memories we've made, how much fun we've had and how much "Odin" ROWDY ROW"  Will be missed.  My husband is a big man and he just fell to peaces.........  We all miss him terribly.  Goodbye is never easy but he will forever be in our hearts.  Waiting at the end of rainbow bridge with our Leah, Delaney and Skyler until we are called home.
REST IN Peace our big man..
We love you for a your lifetime.  Which was not enough...  forever in our hearts you will be
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Even though Kayla want a English mastiff ,she was a Saint Bernard . 3-5-03-9-12-07.
taken to soon from us . The reason not to spay or neuter to young . Kayla never grew right .at the age of 3 she had a acl tear .we had it repaired ,never really healed right ,she was diagnosed with severe hip displasia  and ostero arthritis at the age of 4 .her arthritis became septic and spread to her spine .she lost all use of her legs . never again will i spay or neuter a dog  at 6 months . she was a special girl .

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My Zoey just passed 10-09-07 When killed by the trash truck she was eight years old. It was horrible and sad. We dont' even know how it happened. None of our pack chases vehicles or trucks my husband was out bringing the barrels up going from the garage back up to the street. We living way out in a rural area in the country. Our dogs arent dogs who run free unless we are out with them. My husband turned around and she was dead laying there in the road. The trash man didn't even stop. I was sitting here in my bed just like now drinking coffee and typing on the internet and I heard him yell and I thought he was griping about gonna miss the trash or for one of the dogs to get out of his way. So I look out the window and yell for the pack and when I did I see her laying there in the road.

I recently had major back surgery, and in that moment i forgot that. I ran out side screaming for my baby, my daughter. But she was gone. When the trash man came back by (we live on a culdesac) they said well we thought we hit something, they stopped cause we were there ofcourse. I was so upset they didn't even stop to see if she was suffering. I tore myself up on the gravel landing on top of her. I broke down on top of her screaming. She was my oldest of the pack. My baby, my love, one of the best dogs I have ever had in my life.

I am grateful that she died instantly. I am grateful that my husband was home and that my children didn't have to see her body in that condition. My husband spent the next three hours burying her with both of us crying giving her. WE gave her favorite stick and I put her pink bandana on her, cause she always had that. My husband covered her with his shirt and we buried her about six feet deep. My other dogs were traumatized and were barking and barking and the trash man and kept coming over to her in the grave and dropping her sticks and stuff. I didn't know if I should let them see her or not. I didnt' know what the right thing to do was with them, if they could understand or not.

My daughter and I got a huge plaque for her grave that said:

If tears could build a staircase, and memories a lane I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.

We planted 100 tuplip bulbs on her grave and plan on planting a tree and other flowers this spring and summer so it stays beautiful year round just like her.  She was the best dog ever, the easiest dog to train, never got in trouble for anything, never chewed anyting up, nothing. She was an awesome dog. And she also had was never sick one day of her life. I know that now she is in heaven with one other member of our pack, and she is fine and one day we will all be together again.

WE love you Zoey.
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After someone just sent a sweet response to my thread, thank you, I wanted to add this.

Along time ago, I saw a movie called, What dreams may come. It has Robin Williams. I highly recommend it if anyone hasn't seen it.

And in this movie is what I always think of, because when I get to heaven, I can't wait to see my pack of dogs, I know I have a pretty big pack there cause I am such a huge dog lover. Each one has such a huge place in my life and could never be replaced, they were all best friends to me. I know that one day we will all be together again.


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Apollo passed away one year ago today (Oct 30, 2006) and although he wasn't 100% mastiff in pedigree, he was in spirit.  I rescued him from a very bad situation, tailed docked, giardia, coccidia, and worms, but we knew that with us, he would have a happy loving home, for as long as the good Lord allowed him to be on this earth. 


Eight years ago, I had NO idea that the massive amount of medications that were given to rid him of the giardia would cause liver damage, and this damage went undiagnosed until he was almost 3 yrs old.    I noticed a rapid weight gain, and thought it odd, but my (former) vet thought I was just being paranoid because we had just lost Peaches to a similar condition the previous December.

Once diagnosed with cirrhosis, his body deteriorated, even though we religiously gave him his medications (six in all), but his spirit was still strong.  He never complained, never missed an opportunity to play with the others, and to make 'mommy' smile.   I couldn't ask for a better dog, a kinder spirit, and a more loving and devoted companion.

In July 2003, he has a colitis attack that landed him in the ER vet for two days, but again he rallied and he came home with us.  He continued to lose weight, but his spirit never failed him.

He stopped eating in July 2003, and the vets told me there was 'nothing else that could be done'.  They gave up, but we didn't. 


We decided to take a more holistic approach to his care.  Acupunture, fresh foods, plenty of sunshine and herbal supplements replaced all the tests, medications and biopsies that had been done in the past.

Apollo rebounded and began gaining back (good) weight and his energy level returned.  I would watch him playing in the backyard with the others and pray to God that he would not collapse, but he only got stronger.  He continued to flourish for another 3.5 years.   Three years longer than anyone ever thought that a dog with 80% cirrhosis could ever live. 

I now know why he stayed here with me, he was waiting for me to find another healthy puppy one that would be able to fill his shoes, and 'keep Mommy' happy and well protected.

We began our search for another 'pedigreed' mastiff which led me to this mastiff board.   I didn't want to get another puppy with Apollo being so ill, but knew that one day we would find another dog that would hold his spirit in a healthy body.

He lost his battle with liver disease at seven years old, on October 30, 2006.  My heart was broken.

It has taken me one year to find the courage to make a tribute to him to honour his life, and the other dogs that helped to shape him into the loving big lug that he was!!

Peaches my 16 yr old poodle, and Xena my rottie/pit mix rescue are also in this tribute, they were so much a part of his life, and they are now at the rainbow bridge too.   

I wanted to share this tribute with other dog lovers, I hope no one minds. 

Having Zeus here has really helped me and although he reminds me so much of Apollo, the difference of having a healthy dog that had such a wonderful start in life is much appreciated.  Thank you Linda!

Angela

Here is my tribute to Peaches, Xena and Apollo, I hope no one minds that I posted it here. 




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What beautiful words Angela. Apollo was a fortunate dog to have had you and Kenny be his caretakers. I am so happy that you came into my life also..


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What a great tribute to an obviously wonderful dog.  Apollo was so lucky to have you.

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I cannot stop crying, I'm sorry. I have never seen such a beautiful rendition in my whole life. It makes you cry for each and every one we have all lost.

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It is one week today that I had to let my Montana go ahead..
Montana..She was my foundation, she was my First Mastiff puppy.my alpha my sweet apricot girl.. she taught me what a Mastiff bitch is all about..She welped 3 beautiful litters and gave me some amazing babies..
I try not to look back in sadness but i try to celebrate her life here. She was the head bitch, she knew what she wanted and how to get it, would talk to you and tell you what she wanted.. She loved living up on her mountain with her man Benn and her daughter Harley..
I have her 2 grand daughters, Jazzmyne and Hayley and her great grand daughters Paris ,Jule and Peanut and her great great grandson Cooper..I feel I have  apiece of her with me..
I sit and think about her all the time and remembeer all the great times and the funny things that we did together. She was a one of a kind girl and I will miss her until we meet again,,
She is not gone, just gone ahead..

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Ch. Pallones Glorious Danielle died 01-06-08





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Deb - so sorry for your loss.  She was a beauty.  I'm sure she will be missed.


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Dear Deb,
There are no words to comfort you right now.
Please know that Danielle lives on, in all of her beautiful children.
You are in our thoughts and prayers.

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Daghda’s Song

 

My dearest little angel

Mommy loves you so much

Don’t eat dog food

Eat dry wall, paper towels, t-towels

And logs from the wood pile

Taste much better

Ok, will eat dog food

But wipe mouth

On Mom’s belly

You want me to get off the couch?

I need to move!!!!! Moan

Ignore them

Pretend you are deaf

But what if we are going somewhere?

PetSmart for a pig ear?

Mam’s house?

Pinchot, Wildwood Park?

Being forced to go bye bye in the car

Being followed for the sad face looking out the rear window

Chasing Dakota through the fields

City boy digging in the manure pile

Spinning in circles

Collapsing on floor

Mom’s Home!!!!!

Sleeping with my head on Mommy’s pillow

Black slobber marks

On the walls and YES the ceiling too!

One big WOOOOOFFF

I need to go out

I don’t want that cookie

Give me another one

You went out to eat

Where is it? My steak!

Whine, whine

Mom, she(Morrigan) is hogging the bed

Make her move Mom!!

I am ready for bed TOO

 

My dearest angel Daghda

March 12, 1997 to January 5, 2007

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Morrigan’s Song

 

My dearest little girl

My monster puppy

Oh what a nightmare you could be

The bloodsplatter on the walls

The bandage tail, always undone

The horse wrap in the poop

The chewed shoes, shampoo bottles, hairbrushes and remotes

The bossiness, always in charge

My Lt Colonel, My Boss

Always taking care of everything

Running the show

So beautiful and so soft

Those feet!!!

Still such a dear sweet girl

Stealing toys, bones and cookies

Such a happy girl

No tears were allowed

Hogging the bed and the couch

Making Daghda whine

The mommy daughter talks

You understood every word that was said

Woof, woof and a swat of the paw

Shopping with Mommy and Daghda

Visiting friends and family

The Pet Expo

Holidays and parties

So very important, she was

A man, a man!

Pet me, pet me

Kissing every man she could

The curtains flying

Mommy’s home!

Time to go to bed Mom

Mommy, help me get in bed

One big sigh!

 

 

You are a very special girl, Morrigan

December 01, 2000 to May 23, 2007

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Ana’s Song

 

 

My dear little girl

So sad the day I brought her home

Such a cruel life she had

Those eyes and nose were so red

A house, I am actually in

A house

This is nice

Cool in the summer, warm in the winter

Look a couch, bones and toys!

What are toys?

Clean blankets, no more dirt or straw

I don’t have to play with the water bowl anymore?

Fresh water and food EVERYDAY

Car rides, family and friends, parties and holidays

This must be heaven!

A big brother and sister and kitties too

Daghda loves me he is nice

Morrigan loves me, but bosses me

 Mustn’t chase the kitties

Mom says NO

Look at all the room I have to run and play

Grass and flowers and trees

I have been rescued,

I must be somebody special now

I have a pretty pink collar with tags on it

And a Mommy that loves me too

 

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Deb - I'm so sorry for your loss!!  I pray for your comfort.  I know you spoil your dogs so I know she had a great life!!  Blessings! Leigh & Luka

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I read these tales of wonderful friends and I shed tears for the loss of them all. A heart can be touched by two legs or four. A soul can lie in wait for the right one to touch it and bring it to it's true potential.

All stories here help us heal because we all share every sorrow and every pain. We all have known the kind of loss that only comes of a true friend and family member. They offer so much to our lives and show us what true feelings and loyalty are all about.

Each and every dog written here reguardless of breed or pedigree is a true wonder. Their capacity of love and friendshps to people and their furry friends is something we all as humans should aspire to.

No death is less because of the origin of the subject. Pride in all they have done is worthy of the highest honor. Lives may not have always been the best to begin with but all left this world knowing love and compassion.

If my writings of my Shanna have inspired this spot for us all to share our loss and to let others know we are not alone, then I am extremely happy that I wrote it. I hope many more people who have loved so strongly will come here and share with us their stories of those special companions in their lives. What better tribute could we give our furry babies then to share with all who will listen just how very special they all are to us.

Many tears have fallen to this keyboard tonight as I have read your words. Each a cleansing of the pain that haunts me for my lost ones. Thank you all for sharing your best parts of your lives with us. I look forward to seeing more special moments of those who had the opportunity to live with a dog.
Animals are truly the soul of a loving heart.

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I would like to share a little of my Misty with you all.  About five years ago, I lost our dog Sadie and that is when my herd of mastiffs started.  I got Samson and he was to be my dog, not long after we got him, I got real sick with the flu and was in bed for nearly two weeks, within that time Sam bonded with my husband.  To this day those two are nearly inseparable.  Well, this kinda ticked me off...so I got my own dog, along came Misty.  From day one she was my shadow, my best friend.  After time, she 'ruled the roost' here. She 'adopted' Emma when she joined our family, and she is mother to my Gus and Flo.  She kept the others in line and often times I've seen them look to her before they reacted to something.  She was too dignified to run after the ball or bring us a stick, unless the others werent looking of course. In my eyes, Misty was perfection.


I cant believe it has been one week today that we had to let her go.  As I try to go about my 'normal' routine, I've realized how big a part of my 'normal' she was. And I'm having a hard time accepting it.  I've lost four legged friends before, but Misty was and will always be 'my girl'. I lost Sadie (a shephard/akita mix) to cancer, we knew it was coming, we knew our time was limited with her...I was as prepared as I could be. 

But Misty got sick so fast and I keep thinking I wish I could have known it was her last walk, I would have went an extra block, or her last meal, I would have given her extra 'toppings', our last hug would have lasted a little longer...  

Ms. Pallone said to me on another board: "...Misty was beautiful and remember that Beauty, not the end--No one can survive the end moments if they linger there..." I understand the truth in that and I wait for the day to come that tears dont fall at the mention of her name.

I went on Wed. to pick up her ashes.  I thought I could do it without crying, but I wasnt prepared for them giving me her paw print pressed in clay.  Please dont think me silly or wierd, but I kiss it goodnight every night. 

This is a little longer than I intended, but I wanted to share a few of my favorite pics of Misty with you.

 

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   I am so sorry for the loss of your special girl. Misty is even now looking at you and saying... don't cry Mom I'm fine and waiting. When you come I will be here and will come to you as fast as I can, just you wait and see.

   Just the things that you have said and do are the very things that make these dogs such a life long companion whether they are here in body or in spirit. So, you go right ahead and kiss her every night and talk to her often because I know she is listenting. I often sit and look at my J.T. or my Shanna's pictures and tell them all about my day and how much they help me make it through. I have their children and will tell them everything the little scamps have been up to. These are the things that keep them close and living in our hearts forever.

   Tears for those we love are never wasted. They fill our hearts like wine. Celebrate Misty's life and the love you shared with her. It is the greatest gift we get....
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I write this with tears in my eyes. My 10 month old Angel died last night on the operating table at the vet's office where she was born. She was diagnosed with MESENTERIC ROOT TORSION (twisted intestine) which is normally associated with trauma like a car accident. She was in her crate from 9:00am until I got home at 4:30 and as soon as I saw her I rushed her to the vet. She was my sweetheart so soft and easy with my kids. She did not get a chance to be all she could have been She will be missed greatly. I will try to post a picture of her when I can


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Dear Brian,
   I am so sorry for the loss of your little one. It is hard when they go at an old age after a long happy life but harder still when they have not had the chance to really live. She will be close in your heart always and have that special place that only she will hold. Please know that I regret your loss and wish you a brighter future when you are ready.
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Last Friday I lost my best Friend. My heart is broken. Her name was Madison and she was the daughter of Ch. Meriwether's Mo Jo Man and Reeseland's Georgia Jackson. She was the most beautiful animal I've had the pleasure to know. We had been through so much together. And now I don't know what to do. She was born March 9, 1997 and died on May 16, 2008. She was 11 years and two months. She was fine until recently, her muscles in her rear started to deteriorate and she began having trouble walking. I helped her walk as long as she would let me, but then it got to the point she could only go a few feet and just dropped down and became so tired we would have to wait to go on. I took her to the vet and he said it was neurological and would only become worse, but he suggested trying prednisone. We tried, but she kept losing muscle mass and got weaker and weaker. She could no longer defecate except by laying on her side and it was awful to watch her. She kept staying in bed all day long no longer trying and I knew the time had come to let her go, but I didn't want to let her go. I called the vet and he came to my house and she went to sleep in our bed for the final time. I feel so awful, I've never had to do that before. I was so blessed to have her in my life.
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I am so very sorry for your loss.  It is never easy having to put an animal to sleep but please know that she has crossed that Rainbow Bridge and is now free of pain and running.  You did the right thing. 

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I am very sorry for your loss. The first time is always the worst. You feel like you failed but you did what was best for her. My Shanna also got to that point and I knew I could not sacrafice her dignity for my own selfish fear of losing her. We all must give that last thread of Love to help them cross. It is our greatest gift.

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Ch. LazyD's BoogieWoogie of Mobama CGC TDI (BooBoo)
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It's taken me this long to write about our Sweet BooBoo. Boo was our heart, and loved everyone and just loved life.
He loved showing I think what he loved best about showing was the people and children he got to meet.
Boo loved going to our school and all the kids and teachers loved seeing him. He loved going to Grandma Nancy's and swimming in her pool, he was always like a little kid he never wanted to get out of the pool and when we would make him get out he look like a sad kid. Boo meet everyone at our door with his big fluff ball. No matter what time I got home from work my Boo was waiting at the door for me. He woke me up every morning at 4AM, he knew I had to get up and he would go back to sleep once I was up, even on the weekends when I didn't have to get up

Oh BooBoo how we miss you my sweet boy.
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Frances and Bill,

I am SO sorry to hear of Boo's passing.

Boo always had a special place in my heart.  He was the first "real" Mastiff I ever met.  He was at the show in Dothan, AL and I just couldn't resist; I had to ask if I could pet him.  He was a huge, sweet, wonderful boy.  I truly fell in love with Mastiffs that day.  I now have 5 and I am STILL partial to the redheads.  I am so glad I got to see, and love on him again in Houston. 

Boo was the epitome of "Gentle Giant" and will live forever in the hearts of those who knew and loved him.

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Francis and Bill... I'm so sorry about Boo.  He was gorgeous and obviously very special and very loved!  Rest well, sweet boy.


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My beautiful, sweet, soulful boy Silver's Maximus passed away in late January of this year.  I am just now able to talk and think about it without breaking down.  There are no words to describe the grief I still feel, but I am now able to think of the wonderful times we had together without becoming a sniveling ninny.

I was working in a vet clinic in Houston when Max first walked into my life.  He was being dropped off for routine vaccines and a check up.  He got on the scale, and he was 250#, when I stood next to him, his shoulders came up to the top of my legs!!  His owner and I talked a good bit about the fact that I had moved to Texas from Maryland 3 months previously and had just acquired my mastiff puppy, Hannah.  It turned out that Max had a bad ear infection that was going to require sedation to work on, and the owner made arrangements to drop him off the next morning.  When he arrived the next morning, he leaned on the counter with a big file, and asked me if I would like to have Max.  I almost fell on the floor!  His son had developed severe allergies to Max, and he needed to find a home for him, but no one wanted such a HUGE dog.  He had talked to mastiff rescue and was getting Max updated on everything to turn him over to them, but if I would take Max, he'd give me his papers, and everything...I just had to promise to keep in touch and let them know how Max was doing. 

It took me about 1/8 of a second to say YES!!  When I got him home that night, he and Hannah hit it off like old buddies.  My other two dogs accepted him immediately.  He was HOME. 

The next few years were wonderful with my Max.  I took him everywhere with me and he was always by my side.  He became quite the local celebrity in my town and was well loved by many people because of his sweet and gentle nature.  People were enthralled with the gentle "big" dog.  We went on shopping trips to Lowe's and Petsmart, to SPCA events and local town events.  He would get countless visitors at my work, because whenever anyone saw him, they wanted to bring someone else back to see the big dog.  He literally would stop business when he entered somewhere, because people would flock over to see him and pet him.  Of course, that's when he put on his best show, talking, and flopping over for everyone to rub his belly.  He'd be so excited he'd start rolling around and talking at the same time...quite the comedian, my Max.  Truck drivers who had been to our plant would get on the cb when they were driving by to see how ol' Max was doing.

Max talked all the time.  He didn't bark, and I don't know how else to describe it, but he was very verbally communicative.  No matter what I would say to him, he would answer me verbally.  He slept at my feet no matter where I was, was right under foot if I was cooking and slept on the floor next to my side of the bed, even though he had his own mattress.  The only time he would disappear is when I would say the word "bath" and "Max" in the same sentence.  I always washed him at work because we had higher water pressure there.  If those two words were heard together, he'd take off out into the yard and look for his Jose to hide him.  Jose was from Mexico and terrified of dogs, but Max won him over and they were great buddies.  The first time this happened, I called out to the yard on the CB asking where Max was and no one answered me back.  When I went looking, two heads popped out from behind a big pile of asphalt...Jose and Max's.  Jose called out to me (his english was shaky at best) "Madrugada (don't ask me where that came from, but that's what all the Mexican's called me) me mucho amigo Max no want washee today, maybe manana". 

Max never knew a stranger. He loved show and tell days at school with the kids, and the days he got to go to daycare to be shown off.  He was instinctively gentle with the little grasping hands and tiny people invading his space.  

The only problem we had with Max was he was a pizza thief.  If I left pizza on the counter to cool and left it unattended, it was his!  Of course, he could just turn that big head to reach something on the counter.  The first time I walked in and saw him standing there with a whole pizza hanging out of his mouth, I laughed so hard at him.  Oh my, he loved pizza.  He would also, given the chance, sit with his head on the dinner table when we ate.  He was big enough that he could sit his head DOWN on the table and watch us.  I guess in retrospect we allowed him too many liberties...but Max wasn't the type of dog to abuse any of them. 

One Sunday evening, Max was napping on the front porch and around dark I woke him up to come inside with us.  He didn't want to (which was NOT like Max) but I made him.  He didn't take his usual place at my feet, but paced a little and seemed uncomfortable.  Of course, if Max sneezed, we rushed him to the vet, but I knew something was really not right this time.  I went in to call our vet and before I picked up the phone, my husband called to me "come here! come here!" in a panicky voice.  I rushed to the back of the house and into our bedroom, and Joe was on the floor with Max's head in his lap.  He took two last breaths and died. 

I ended up quitting work, because it wasn't fair for me to continue to go in and stare into space day after day, not able to concentrate or do anything productive.  My husband took a few days off to be with me and to mourn also.  I still break down sometimes, just out of the blue.  I still run into total strangers who ask me how Max is and that's the hardest thing.  It's so hard to hold my composure and tell them what happened to my baby.  People still drive by looking for my house to see the "big" dogs and we still have three they can see, but invariably someone asks about the "really big dog" they've heard about. 

We buried Max at the place he loved to go every day...where I worked at the plant.  They had plenty of nice woods on top of the hill that he loved, and we were able to dig a deep enough grave for my big boy using a front end loader.  He was too big to bury properly on our property, and I couldn't stand the thought of him going to an incinerator.  He rests on top of the hill, in the shade, where all his friends can drive by and wave at him.  His buddy Jose insisted on digging his grave and ensuring he was properly covered.  He cried the entire time also but assured us he would take care of his "mucho amigo Max".

I love all my mastiffs and I just recently acquired another big boy I love very much, but Max will always have a very very special place in my heart.  I know he's waiting for me on the other side, and when I think about it, I think about him and my father being together.  My dad never knew Max here on earth, but I know he's got him now, waiting for the day we'll all be together again.  

Silver's Maximus 04/02 - 01/08
 



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Wow... I didn't know Max but I feel like I did!  What an awesome write-up.  Thank you for sharing this great boy with us.  I'm so sorry for your loss.


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Very sorry for your loss.
Thanks for sharing his sweet story-I smiled through my tears!

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 I stopped in today to read these wonderful stories. I cried at them both of course as I always do. I think i love this site because it makes me feel so close to those who have felt the things that I have felt. We love and lose but what a love it is...no other can compare to what we receive from these dogs. It is a connection like no other on earth. Whether it is years or sometimes even moments we get to connect it is a memorable event that stays with us forever.

To Frances and Bill...I too have a Boo that holds a a huge chunk of my heart and so your story touched me. He is getting up in age now...almost 9 and has his problems and I cherish every moment with him. I am so sorry you have to be without your Boo but what a grand time you had when you were together. Times we wouldn't trade for anything. Hold on to those times they will sustain you.

Now Maximus...isn't amazing how sometimes these dogs come into our lives under such strange circumstances...it is truly the hand of fate and a higher power that knows they belong with us. What if you hadn't been there that day? A day off or out sick...he could have ended up in rescue and what adventures you would have missed. He was ment to be in your life and you in his. It is never long enough and sometimes I think that is WHY these are no ordinary dogs. I think it is because we have them for such a short time that each day is so special. They do not visit us for a long time but we will NEVER forget one day with them after they are here. How very special that is. Max left so much of his essence behind that he can never really be gone. Each time someone asks you about him he is with you all over again. How lucky you all are.....

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GOLDEN BEARS IMAGE OF JT  1999-2009 ...AKA BOO BEAR
 
The world lost a truly sweet soul today...we had to say good-bye to our Boo Bear. He has lived here for the last 7 1/2 years and has been a joy in our lives. He had originally been sold and after his first two years came home again, thanks to my good friends Karen and Tom Reagan, who always, knew that he belonged here. He was emotionally damaged when he got here and it took a long time to show him that it was ok to be with people and not hide, and to be loved, but four years ago he decided a kiss was a good thing and it was ok to be hugged and loved on. Once the revelation hit it was the best thing in his life. It took a little longer for him to trust outsiders but eventually he was happy to see anyone.
 
I will forever see him with his paw reaching out and his head tilted as if to say "aren't you gonna shake and visit?". He was unobtrusive and quiet. Not much for barking or carrying on unless he saw you head for the gate without Mom's permission. He got along with everyone and everything. Even the birds and squirrels didn't faze him. He was my TV partner always laying in front of it and keeping an eye on things. There was nothing pushy or demanding about him. Always waiting till all the other dogs got out first and content to do so. He would lay at my feet at the table but never annoy. He was uncle to my Star and Melody's Kane and brother to Karen's K.C. and Hooch. He tried to be a show dog but a knee injury kept him just shy of his championship, another remembrance of his former life. He had his 15 points and to us was always a true champion of love...a much more important title.
 
He had been failing the last few days, not a huge surprise for a dog nearly 10 but it as more than the usual old age. He seemed to be lost...not recognizing the usual things, staring off like he was confused. We went to the vet today and they found Mast Cell tumors throughout his body. Though he never complained or lost his gentle nature I knew he was no longer really with us. Our Boo was already gone off someplace where thinking was a thing of the past and only sweet sleep gave him release. We were given an option of treating him with steroids but it was only a temporary reprieve and the truth would come back in 4-6 weeks to break our hearts again. I could not let that happen. He was not suffering and better to let him go before he was. He laid down quietly for the ultrasound that would give us little choices and fell asleep. We left him just like that and sent him to the Bridge to be with his dad J.T. Mom Shanna and his brother TJ. I am hoping Tom Reagan was there to meet him as they were always good friends and it is always easier to see a friend in a strange place.
 
The living room is quiet, the floor is bare....no tilted head or curious look, no paw says come sit with me. He will be truly missed today tomorrow and always. I know he is in a better place, whole and safe...I know he sits in the sun on lush grass and plays with those he loved and I know I will someday join him again. But for now...my heart aches for all he was and the hole he leaves behind. We love you Boo Bear...kisses n hugs forever...goodnight sweet prince...my sweet love.

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Joan, my heart goes out to you and your family!  Boo Bear had a wonderful life with you & you'll always have those wonderful memories.  Hugs from our house to yours!


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Its very hard for me to even write this, I lost my beautiful baby boy Dozer yesterday morning. at 1 and half yrs of age. He was the best think in my life, words cant even describe. He suddenly dropped over we rushed in to 24 emer vet center where they tried their best to save him. still not knowing what happened to him, he was a very healthy young dog..i got to go back and see him while they were working on him and he just looked up at me with those sads eyes. I still have know answer even the vets were baffeled so they have sent him to OSU so at least i will maybe know something that cause this. Dozer u will always be in my heart forever there will never be another one like u......Love u always MOM
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So very sorry for your loss.
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So sorry to hear of your loss. I hope you get some answers soon so you can have that closure. Our prayers are with you.
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I lost my dear Dusty boy last month and it broke my heart. Dusty-Bus was only 4 years old. He had begun having petit mal seizures starting several weeks prior. The vet was treating him with phenobarb and Potasssium Bromide and he was doing fairly well on that until  a couple of weeks prior to his passing. Over a period of 4 days, he began to act as if he could not see, so I was having to guide him in, out and around the house. He progressively got worse, so Monday morning he went into the vet clinic to check drug levels (we were hoping he was just toxic on the phenobarb and that's why his behavior was so odd). The levels came back completely normal. All blood work was normal, yet he continued to decline throught the day. The vet kept him Monday night expecting he might not make it. By nightfall, he was pretty much comatose and by morning, he had gone to the Rainbow Bridge. The final diagnosis was a very aggressive brain tumor.

Dusty was the silliest, goofiest, most destructive, yet also the most lovable boy in the world. He ate no less than 3 couches and a lazy boy in his years with me. I don't even know how many water hoses he made into little bitty pieces, and my gosh, that boy LOVED THE WATER. He actually broke the faucet at the ground one time to make his own litte pond. He thought that was great...sigh. He was happiest when he was up to his elbows in mud! He also thought the icemaker in the freezer was the neatest invention EVER because that boy LOVED ice! I had to watch him when it hailed here in Texas because he'd try to run out and catch the ice cubes falling from the sky! Dusty was also the biggest wimp dog I've even seen and I LOVED that about him. If any of the other dogs even looked at him in a menacing way, he'd start screaming like a little girl! I'd come to his rescue and he's always be SO appreciative. He was NEVER  aggressive to anyone or anything. He could put up a pretty good bluff through a fence, but other than that, he was pretty much the kindest, gentlest dog anyone could hope for. His favorite place to sleep was right beside me on the bed. He and Marley took turns, but sometimes when he was particulary pushy about getting his "spot", he'd just lay on her head until she moved then he'd curl up by my. After he started having the small seizures, he stopped wanting to sleep on the bed...he had started sleeping in his crate all the time and at the very end, he just kept wanting to go lay out in the yard...In retrospect, I should have known he was telling me goodbye.  

I love you Dustman, Dusty Bus, Bus....till we meet again my wonderful boy!!
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I got about halfway through this thread and had to stop reading -- I spent a year in grief counseling after I lost my last dog; did support groups and all that jazz.  At the time, I felt like some sort of emotional cripple that I was so devastated by her loss but in reading these threads I can see that it's not just me that loves and grieves their dogs deeply. 


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I had to let my poor baby go on Monday 8-23-10. At the very young age of 4 she was taken from me by cancer. It is ironic to me because her very favorite place to visit ( because she got sooo much attention) was the cancer floor at the hospital. The kids read her lots of stories before bed and made sure that she knew how much they loved her before she went. I miss her so much. I miss the way she would press her head into me and purr like a cat. I miss they way she would always tell me if she was hungry or if her water was gone. I haven't found the strength yet to tell the school that she will not be coming back this year. Somehow I thought I would be better by now...I'm not. I am so thankful for the time I had with her but I really wish it would have been much longer. I miss you Mo-mo. As I am typing this your kids are making play-do shapes to bury with you when you come back home. R.I.P girl.

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Teresa,
So sorry for the loss of your Dusty. A brain tumor is something you never think could happen to you/yours. Godspeed.

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Dianna,

 So sorry for the loss of your Mosey. It sounds as if were the perfect diplomat and a great therapy dog. The loss of a dog like that will be eased when you think of the love he shared and the service he gave.
Godspeed Mosey.

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We lost Max 8-24-10, think it was a snake bite, but we dont really know. 
In my early teens, I met 2 mastiffs at a D.O.D. pet day on post at Ft. Irwin Ca., I fell in love.  From that point on all I ever wanted was a mastiff. In oct of 2009 I joined this forum and made contact with a breeder that had pups on the ground, that weekend I was driving to see them, telling my husband the whole time that I just went to look.   He laughed at me, and said yeah right.  I didnt actually bring Max home that day, but I put down a deposit,  I knew this was the pup for us, my son tripped as soon as he got out of the car and flattened poor Max, and Max rolled onto his belly and licked Kaden's face, I assume because he was crying.  That did it for me, I gave the man my money and arranged to meet his son later that week.  When I got home I broke the news to my husband and he laughed.  I went shopping, I solve all the problems with shopping, and bought far more stuff than Max ever played with.  Days later my husband and I meet this kid and he hands me my dog!  Max was soo skinny and he had this fat belly that looked so out of place.  I went home and fed him the Purina Puppy chow that the man was feeding him, he ate half of the 20lb bag that I bought.  Then I let him outside and that poor puppy had the worst diaherra that i had ever seen.  Early the next morning I called Catie Arney, and she talked me through everything and we got him on the right track.  It took nearly 6 months for Max to catch up, and during this time we did puppy kindergarden, beginner class and the intermediate class.  Every time we went to petsmart everyone wanted to love on him, especially when he got about 8 months old and weighed 120lbs, "Wow is he full grown" they would all ask and I would explain he was an English mastiff and that he would probably put on another 60lb to 100lbs.  We joined a play group with some other dogs, a great dane, and a boxer, and a couple of labs,  Max was the darling of the group.  He was the darling of everything. 
One night when he was supposed to work a 24hr shift at the EMS station, my husband got off early, so instead of half sleeping there he decided to drive home.  Max is about 6 months old, and had started sleeping across the door to our bedroom, at 2 am I hear a car pull into the driveway, and Max lifted his head, car door shuts and Max is on his feet, heavy booted feet make there way up our stairs and into the laundry room, and Max is pissed off.  The first time I ever hear him bark was that night, and it was impressive. The booted feet continue through the house and Max is up in arms, he bolts around the couch and postures, growling and showing teeth, you can tell he is not happy.  My husband is yelling at me to get the dog, and I finally realize that it is mike and not an intruder, so I flip on the light and Max has him backed into a corner.  As the light comes on, Max starts sniffing him, and is ok with him being there, turns around and goes back to bed.  Mike and I just look at each other, Mike grins at me and says "I thought I was a goner".  From that day forward, Max couldnt do much wrong in his eyes.  After that incident we did have an intruder, (we have a convience store, and people think we keep alot of cash at our house, we dont), and Max was amazing.  I started taking him to the store to close at night, I knew that no one was going to mess with me on his watch.
Even with all of that he loved people, but before anyone could approach me Max had to approve.  He was my son's pillow, and playmate, and guardian.  Kaden called Max his little brother, and Max just doted on Kaden, he would cock his head when Kaden talked, come and sit by him when he was in time out, and bring him toys to play with.  When kaden went outside, Max would make his rounds, and then sit in the yard and watch kaden play.  Nothing phased Max, unless u got out the soccer ball, then he was all puppy.

He was everything a Mastiff should be, and he was spoiled, but he never took advantage of it.  He knew if he sat down, for kaden he got a treat, if he layed down at the kitchen door when I was cooking he would get leftovers.  We couldnt sit at the kitchen table without  Max at his place on the vent, and he always got food snuck to him.

When Mike went to his wood shop, Max was right behind him, followed by kaden and the cats.  I have no idea what they did out there, cause girls arent allowed.  But Mike always had a parade when he went out there.

Max ruled this farm, he was King of the Mountain, he knew all the feilds, ponds, outbuildings.  He kept us safe and secure in our isolation, and we loved him for it. 
We only had him for a year, but he made such an impact on our lives.
We were so blessed to have him.

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Beautiful tribute to Max.
Sorry for your loss.

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            My Mastiff Dog
         Through glad days and sad days
             We two have clung together;
         Over rough roads and tough roads
                In every kind of weather.

          Our square meals and spare meals
             Have both been shared together;
           On warm nights and storm nights
              We've slept amongst the heather.

             A fair friend, a rare friend
                 Who never asks me whether
              It's byways or highways
                 Just so we are together.
         
             When I look down and you are not there
                I long to see your mischievous  stare
              Now all I have of you to share
                  Is what use to be known as
                           your Teddy  bear...........
                              "shredded"


        In memory of Faithful Macaroni ,Keasso, Wutang ,Gumbo and all the dogs  A TRUE MASTIFF loverUpgrade your email with 1000 
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