WHY DOGS LIVE LESS THAN HUMANS

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I got this as an e-mail from a friend and thought I would
pass it on to all who have lost a dog or dogs over the years. :)
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WHY DOGS LIVE LESS THAN HUMANS

Here's the surprising answer of a 6 year old child.

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that dogs' lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.

He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?" The six-year-old continued,

"Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay for as long as we do."

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

• When your loved ones come home, always run to greet them. • Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride. • Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy. • Take naps. • Stretch before rising. • Run, romp, and play daily. • Thrive on attention and let people touch you. • Avoid biting when a simple growl will do. • On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass. • On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree. • When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body. • Delight in the simple joy of a long walk. • Be faithful. • Never pretend to be something you're not. • If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it. • When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

That's the secret of happiness that we can learn from a good dog.
 
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I lost my best bud of sixteen years....two years ago....we lost my wifes best bud of fourteen years a month ago...REM your post is very comforting
 
My theory about the shorter lives of dogs was due to the fact that they can out see, out hear, and out sense us, and have such amazing instincts, that they would probably take over if they had longer lives.

But I love your story better. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
 
We can all learn a lot from dogs, and in the process be thankful that the good Lord provided them for loving companionship.

Our last dog, who passed in early May of this year of cancer, was in my opinion the most perfect dog we ever had. He was loving, sympathetic, loyal, and always strove to do exactly what he was expected to. He never messed in the house, even in his waning months. If the wife and I would have an argument, he would be between us in an instant, licking our faces and telling us that we could be better behaved. He guarded the house, barking at strangers, but accepting those we admitted inside, and making another friend in the process. He never failed to greet us joyfully when we came home from being away.

When he was still just a puppy, new to our other dogs, he comforted one of our dogs on her last day alive, and even brought her one of his favorite toys.

I was so impressed with that display of comfort and understanding that I took a picture of him doing that. Joe taught us tolerance, friendship, empathy, love, and loyalty.

He was a joy to have around, and I miss him greatly. There is a hole in my heart now that he is gone.

John

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Meet Cinco

Dogs are the best. During the later part of my working life I delayed getting my next dog, because I wanted lots of quality time to spend with a best friend. Now is that time. Cinco and I were both born on May 5, albeit more than a few decades apart. I'll give him the best life a dog can have and I'm sure he will do the same for me. Border Collie. As long as I can throw the frisbee, I'm pretty sure he will bring it back.
 

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They forgot one lesson: "Bite the mailman. That credit card offer he's bringing leads to ruin."
 
I just love dogs, they're so great. Even my old Collie boy, who is clearly senile, or has dementia, or both. He is restless, he has no such thing as habits anymore, he just does what he wants to. His latest thing is constantly wanting to be outside (easy enough, I suppose). He barks. A lot. Thank goodness something happened to his voice box that it comes out as a squeak. He is like our old, rickety cheer leader, when we eat, watch TV, walk in, walk out, squeek, squeek, squeek! He eats. He dosn't eat. Who knows.
I tried giving him Vet recommended Trazadone. Yep, calms him down alright. So much so that he can't hardly walk, becomes a fall hazard.
You know what else works?
A hug. I just plop down on the porch steps and he squeeks his way over to me, and I just hold his barrel chest, and he leans in to me and sighs...
And for a minute, no squeek...
Did I mention he was stone deaf?
 
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