16 AUGUST 1991 – 21 FEBRUARY 2006
We put our pup down this morning. It wasn't a difficult
decision. He was very old and had serious liver/kidney tumors, and other
serious health issues. But, it was not easy. This is the first time we have
had to put an animal to sleep. Our vet confirmed our suspicions that he had
torn his ACL in a fall and had damaged his shoulder after falling on the icy
walkway Sunday night. Basically his right side was toast. There was no way a
nearly 15-year-old beagle with seriously impaired renal function would be
improved through knee/shoulder surgeries. I didn't want him to suffer any
longer. Snicks and I sat on a sofa in a quiet room of our Vet's office. He
put his head in my lap, the doc gave him an injection, and Our Old Dawg
passed away. (DT was in the car. He was a mess.)
Ready to Luau
Snickers lived with us from the time he was eight weeks old
until this morning. He came from a good breeder, with all the fancy papers,
but he was just too large to be a showdog, so he came to live with us. He grew to a
massive size, 2 inches taller than a proper beagle. (Snickers was often
referred to as the "Shaquille O'Neal of Beagles".) He was "a
nose, with a dog attached". Snickers had visited over
40 states - more than most people - and he had a bed in nearly every room of
our house. He had his left ACL repaired, various surgeries, tumors removed
and I swear he had his teeth cleaned more often than I did. He slept on our
bed as long as he could jump up there.
King of the Castle
Snickers loved kids, especially little boys
Snicker Doodle Dawg was happy riding in my Suburban with his
ears flapping out the window and he loved all drive-through windows. He
didn't know if it was the bank, fast-food or the gas station and he didn't
care - they all gave him a cookie. (He never did understand why he didn't
get a biscuit at a drive-up ATM.) And, no matter if we were home or in
Kansas - if he saw a FedEx or UPS truck, he headed for it: the drivers carry
doggie biscuits! He loved freshly baked bread, and tolerated our cats and
our grand dog. He had acres to roam and was only "skunked" four times.
Several times, he was in for repairs after messing with raccoons. Eight or
ten times he escaped his acreage and stayed away overnight - one time he was
away 40 hours! We have no way of knowing where he went or what he did on his
adventures. He wasn't talking. When deer or horses crossed into "his"
property he valiantly barked at them from the safety of the front porch. The
Bionic Beagle, Snickers amazed veterinarians. A fabulous vet in South
Carolina could not understand that we kept a Beagle AS A PET IN OUR HOUSE!
(Beagles are huntin' dawgs!) Our Beagle would have made the worst hunting
dog EVER. He was terrified of gun shots, thunder, lightening - and
Snickers in the kitchen - ready to help
Snickers needed only two things: food, and to be with me.
Luckily, I was usually at home and usually in the kitchen, so he did a good
job in choosing me as a person to own. He was fiercely protective of me...
until he became deaf... then he just followed me from room to room, afraid
to lose sight of his precious charge. As my Father-in-Law always said:
Snickers is a good dog.
Snickers "sharing" his bed with Reese
No one could ever ask for a better hound. He was the
friendliest dog in the world and only wished to please. We will miss him.
Donate to - or adopt a dog from - your local shelter. Spay or neuter your
Love a dog.
Sweet Dreams, Sweet Snickers.
21 February 2006
On the ferry to Okracoke Island, Outer Banks
On the beach in Florida
Soaking up the sun in Palm Springs
Watching the Super Bowl in Palm Springs
At the Grand Canyon
On the continental divide
In his favorite camping chair at Lake Havasu
Sleeping in the motorhome
On the Oregon Coast
Sneaking up on the bed in the motorhome
“Sharing” his bed with Kitty