|Death: ||Sep. 27, 2011|
Thumper came to our home as a tiny fluffy ball of fur. He was a mother's day gift for my mother from my younger sister.
He was a very sweet dog. Brave, loyal and a little set in his ways. He never hesitated to let me know when he didn't agree with me and would stand his ground. He loved being held like a baby and rocked. Mom often did for an hour during morning naptime.
Everyone that met him loved him. He would go his vet's office and walk in as if he owned the place. When it came time for his appointment he'd walk in the examination room and step on the scale without a problem. Most dogs dreaded going to the vets. Not him. He would lick the same hand that another had bitten or scratched earlier.
He would humor me and let me dress him up in silly costumes. He had quite the collection of stuffed animals and toys. He seldom was without a "baby". He carried them around, played with them and slept with them. He had his favorites and Thaddy better had leave them alone.
Thumper loved to go for walks around the block. So much so you better not say the words in front of him unless you were ready to go.
Thumper took care of his little "brother", Thaddy and would clean his ears for him. They loved to play and wrestle. Four months before he left us, we got a tiny white pomeranian named Tilly. She loved her big brother, Thumper. There was no question however that Thumper was alpha dog. If the younger two got out of line it only took one woof to put them in their place.
Thumper loved sleeping on the air conditioner vent and spent the entire summer on it. His coat was so thick it probably felt so good to him. We started getting him trimmed for his comfort.
Thumper was born with hardly any hip sockets and it caused him problems. He needed surgery on his one hip. After that he always had a little hitch in his gait. Then his knees started to go. He kept on, his spirit not giving up. Then we noticed he was constantly coughing. He fainted and was rushed to the animal hospital. He was given medication. That kept him going for a few months. He started having trouble breathing. He couldn't lay down and get comfortable. He was taken back to the animal hospital and after a few days he showed no improvement. It was clear he wouldn't be getting better and the hard descision was made to let him go. The house is much emptier without him.
He was cremated with his favorite blanket and his ashes were buried in the flowerbed at the head of my father's grave. I planted about six Allium bulbs over him and they bloomed the following spring.
He will always hold a special place in my heart.
Created by: Donna Bogs
Record added: Sep 28, 2011
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