Our beloved Ranger passed away on Sunday morning, 11 May 2008, Mother's Day. His departure has left a huge hole in all our hearts that we are yet only beginning to comprehend.Born 12 July 1999 in Killeen, Texas
Died 11 May 2008 in Naples, Italy
Lived and loved along the way in Fayetteville, North Carolina and Bowling Green, Ohio.
AKC registered name: Jackson's Texas Ranger
Known lovingly as Ranger, Little One (Grandma's name for him),Little Buddy, Ranger Buddy, and Rar-Rar (Olivia's name for him).
He was 2 months and 1 day shy of his 9th birthday. Far too young to leave us, far too loved to be replaced. He never woke up from anesthesia after emergency surgery to remove a rib bone from his esophagus; he had apparently inhalated plastic or bone fragments into his lungs, and his efforts to remove the obstruction from his throat caused the sharp pieces to saw into his lungs. His huge heart just couldn't overcome the injuries.
A big, gentle, loving goof of a soul; a water dog that hated the water; a retriever that would chase after the chaser, but not retrieve anything himself; a Labrador that drooled like a Saint Bernard. He was not the dog of my youth, but he will forever be the dog of my heart.
Rest in Peace, my beloved Ranger. Your work here is done. Your little sister Shiloh is lost without you. Your family misses you so much already, you have left a huge hole in our heart and lives. Wait for me at the field before the Rainbow Bridge. I will be there for you one day.
Todd
Mia, Jackson, Olivia, Maximillian
Tjojs, Shiloh & Clyde
5 comments:
We are so sorry to hear this. I know there is nothing conforting one could say to this, he had a great life with the best possible family in the world. We will alwys remember him with joy.
Our hearts our with u guys.
Love from Sarajevo
Friends, thank you so much.
We love you!
Thank you, Vedran.
True enough, we gave him a good life, food, water, shelter... love for 8.5 years.
But what continues to tear us up, is that when he really, really needed us to act decisively and to help him, we hesitated. Perhaps (we will never know for sure) had we acted promptly when he started to "cough", the damage might not have been so severe and he might still be with us. Instead, we hesitated and waited a crucial 6 hours... by which time it was saddly too late. This is the big "what if" among many that keeps us anguishing over what happened with him.
Todd
Maria! Jag är förlamad av sorg. Jag vet att det inte är nån idé att vara arg men jag är arg ändå. Goe, glade Ranger. Labradorernas urlabrador.
Tänker på när jag besökte Sandringham för några år sedan. Alla labradorer som arbetat där hade en egen gravsten med inskription i en mur vid slottet. Minns särskilt en.... "... a gentleman among dogs". Den bekrivningen passar för Ranger med.
KRAM
Katarina
Tack Katarina, usch nu kommer tararna igen.
Kram
mia
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