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Our Polly is Gone

Discussion in 'Gardening With Animals' started by baymule, Sep 24, 2017.

  1. Sep 24, 2017
    baymule

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    Polly left us yesterday September 22, 2017. We are heart broken.

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    I stopped in Shepherd, Texas one afternoon in 2007 for gas. I went inside to pay for it and the ladies working there were making a FREE DOG poster. There was a picture of a blue merle Australian Shepherd, laying on the floor, looking at the camera. And her eyes were looking right at me from that picture. My finger went down on the picture, "Tell me about this dog!"

    One of the lady's MIL had the dog. She was just too much dog, too active for the 82 year old lady and she wanted to find a good home for her. I called my husband and told him about the dog. "NO! NO! NO HELL NO! We don't need another dog!" I let him rant for a moment then said, "But her eyes are talking to me! And she is beautiful." He sighed, already beaten and he knew it and said to go see the dog.

    I called the lady with the dog and went to her house. Her name was Billie. Billie had wanted a small lap dog and sent her daughter in law (that worked at the gas station/store) to a well known pet store chain in Houston to adopt her one. Billie's DIL saw Polly, it was her last day before being euthanized, so she adopted Polly instead of a small lap dog. Polly had been found wandering around after Hurricane Rita and was estimated to be 6 months old. A 6 month old Australian Shepherd was no lap dog, but Billie was as tenderhearted as her DIL, so she kept her for 2 years, hoping that Polly would settle down. Polly was a ricochet rabbit, boing! boing! boing! running and playing. In the meanwhile, Billie had got a small lap dog and wanted to find Polly a good home.

    When I walked in, Polly came straight to me and sat down. Billie was amazed, saying, "She never does that!" As Billie and I talked, Polly stayed at my side. Billie decided that I would be a good Mommy for Polly and said I could take her, but that she didn't like men, she was afraid of them. I said that we could work on that and promised a good home for Polly. I looked down at Polly and told her, "If you want to go home with me, go say goodbye." Polly got right up, walked to Billie, got petted and she came back to me. When I got home with her, this "afraid of men" dog bounded in the house and right up in my husband's lap, delighted to see him. Polly was home.

    Polly was sweet dog, she loved us and we loved her. She made instant friends with Danny, our black Lab. She was my constant companion, making every step I did. She must have been kicked and mistreated before Billie adopted her, for a mere touch sent Polly on her feet, escaping from danger, before realizing it was me or DH. She laid in the kitchen floor watching me cook supper and I tried stepping over her, but she did her panic jump, scrambling out of the way. It took several years for her to get over that so I could step over her without her reacting.

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    Our daughter and son in law had a baby girl and when she started crawling, she made a bee line for Polly. Polly sat still, letting the baby maul her. The baby laced tiny fingers in that luxuriant fur and used Polly to pull up and stand. Polly never flinched, even when handfuls of fur got yanked out. She was so patient.

    Everybody loved Polly. Our son in law tried repeatedly to talk us out of Polly, but nothing doing. Polly wasn't my dog, she didn't belong to me. I was her human, I belonged to her. She was utterly devoted to me, she loved me so much, it was humbling. What did I do to deserve so much love?

    Our grand daughter would come spend the weekend with us and Polly was always in the middle of what ever we were doing.

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    Our Grand Daughter loved watching Doc McStuffins on the Disney channel and got a Doc McStuffins doctor kit for Christmas. Polly was her willing patient.

    She got her shots.

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    Her blood pressure was checked.

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    Polly was the perfect dog for a little girl.

    When we went to see them for the weekend, we always took Polly with us. She knew when we got to Jacksonville and would start barking at us. Just past Jacksonville was Love's Lookout, a park and rest stop. We always stopped there for a potty break and she loved to go sniff around. One weekend, we decided to go to Tyler to eat with our DD and family before we went home. It was hot weather and we couldn't leave Polly in the truck. They were coming to see us the following weekend, so we left Polly there. She was in a panic all week, they had to keep a very close eye on her so she didn't get away trying to find me. We never did that again.

    My Mom had a stroke at 88 years of age. She went from an active and independent lifestyle to unable to do the things she enjoyed. She had to sell her home and move in with us. We did all we could to make her feel loved and needed, but it was Polly that gave Mom something to live for. Mom fell and fractured her pelvis and it was back to rehab for her. The day I got her out of the hospital and settled her in a room in rehab, I went home and got Polly. Polly knew she was needed and jumped in Mom's bed for special hugs.

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    Polly made it her job to love Mom and keep her engaged. She nuzzled Mom, lifting her arm or hand, saying, "Pet me!" And Mom did, stroking Polly's soft fur over and over. Mom wasn't even a dog person, but she loved Polly.

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    On 9-23-2014, we closed on a doublewide on 8 acres just 7 miles from our daughter, her husband and our precious grand daughter. Mom was in steady decline and we made the difficult decision to put her in assisted living. I ran back and forth between our old house and new house, working on the new house. I painted, pulled up carpet and vinyl, laying new flooring and getting it ready for us to move. Polly went with me.

    On 2-11-2015 we welcomed our second grand daughter's birth. Three days later we were moving. Our son is a crane operator and travels the country, working. His job had ended and he came to help us move. He left the door of the U-Haul open and Polly jumped in. She wouldn't get out. She had a pretty good idea where we were going and she was making sure that we didn't leave her behind.

    Polly was a city dog. When the grass was wet with dew or rain, she walked down the sidewalk to the gutter and down the gutter to a suitable spot to potty. Then she would edge over on the grass, do her business and run back to the house. Once inside, she licked her dainty white paws clean, wiping her ears like a cat. How would she take country life? She plunged right in. On 2-23-2015, nine days after moving, it snowed. Polly, Parker, and Trip the puppy, reveled in the snow, playing. She came back to the house, wet, dirty, and happy.

    It wasn't long before Grand Daughter #2 was crawling to Polly, yanking wads of fur and pulling up, standing next to the dog with love in her heart and patience for babies.

    Whatever we did on our farm, Polly was part of it. We bought sheep, we added pigs and she took it all in stride. She followed the tractor, she watched us build things, she helped in the garden, she was always with us. She chased rabbits, rolled in the dirt, ate chicken poop and June bugs and had a good life.

    On September 1, 2016 we were blessed with another Grand Daughter. We moved here because we were missing watching our #1 Grand Daughter grow up and now we have 3 Grand Daughters! Life is good. And yes, Grand Daughter #3 just recently crawled to Polly and pulled up on her.

    Polly is woven in the threads of the tapestry of our lives. She slept on the floor next to my side of the bed since I brought her home. She followed me to the bathroom. She followed me from room to room as I did laundry, cooked our meals, cleaned the house, bringing to life the old expression, "Dogging my every footstep."
     
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  2. Sep 24, 2017
    baymule

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    Grand Daughter #2 giving Polly some love.

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    Grand Daughter #3 pulling up, using Polly to steady herself.

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    What a good dog.

    Yesterday we were gone all morning. When we got home, we let Polly and Parker out and I went to gather eggs. I brought them in the house and went back outside. Polly was laying in the dirt, jerking spasmodically and I knew immediately she was dying. I screamed for my husband and he came running to find me sprawled in the dirt, holding Polly's head and crying. She was gasping for breath, drooling and her eyes were jerking wildly. We didn't know if she would be like this for minutes, hours or days. Not wanting her to suffer, we put her in the back seat, in my lap and DH drive us to the vet to put her down. She died before we got there.

    We went home and placed her in a wagon, to pull it to where we were going to bury her. Trip started nuzzling Polly. Parker came up and Trip growledat him. We were not prepared for Trip's behavior. He nose bumped Polly over and over, trying to rouse his friend. He bumped her harder. He pulled her fur with his teeth. He nudged her leg, raising it up. This caused the water works to flow, both of us bawling our eyes out.

    I petted Trip trying to help him understand and let Parker come up to say goodbye. We walked away to get shovels and Trip stayed next to Polly.

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    We pulled the wagon to where we were going to bury Polly and Trip guarded his friend.
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    Our neighbor Robert came over and finished digging the hole, then covered her up. He loved her too. My husband said a prayer. We went to the house but Trip stayed by Polly's grave a long time.

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    The intuitiveness of Trip just blew us away. He gave us licks and hugs. He showed a love for Polly that we just weren't expecting. He tried to comfort us in our grief and tears.

    Goodbye Polly. Thank you for loving us. Thank you for being so patient with our grand babies. Thank you for the love you showed to my Mom when she needed it most. Thank you for the hugs, thank you for the gentle nudges, wanting us to pet you. Thank you for being a damn good dog. We love you and we miss you.

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  3. Sep 24, 2017
    journey11

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    I am so sorry for the loss of your buddy, Bay. She was a beautiful girl. I'll never understand it either, what we do to deserve the love and devotion of such a pure-hearted, loyal creature as a dog. I think God gave us dogs to help us through this old world. We should be lucky to learn from them how to truly live in the moment.

    We took our rambunctious golden retriever up to see my granddaddy a couple times before he passed this year. He loved dogs and always had at least one his whole life. My grandma had decided in the past few years it wasn't a good idea to get another, that they were getting to where they weren't able to care for one, or that it would be a risk of falling. I'm telling you, he was like a little kid again, petting and praising my dog. If I came to visit and didn't bring her, I heard about it! I was glad I was able to do that for him. You can just see the joy that Polly brought on your mom's face in those pics. That's something I would love to be a part of someday, training and handling therapy dogs.
     
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    What a heartbreaking story. You were lucky to have such a great companion.
    So sorry for your loss, baymule!
     
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    Ridgerunner

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    I am so sorry for your loss Bay :hugs. She will always have a place in your hearts.
    This poem has always brings a bit of comfort when I lose one of our much loved pets.
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    Bay', that brought more than one tear to my eyes.

    As a toddler, I grew up with Pepper, a very patient Pointer. She was a couple of years older than me.

    When I was a bigger kid of about 10, I really liked the name Christina. I'm not sure why but when Dad brought home a Border Collie, we named her Tina. A few years later, I bought a little Pug and named her Chrissie. Quite the pair :). But, Tina loved kids and I grew up and was no longer a little boy.

    Jay Jay was a little boy and lived up the hill. We had left the farm and moved to suburbia near an elementary school. Tina was a dog of about 8 by then. Jay Jay was a kindergartener and he came to the door one day and complained that Tina would not let him cross in front of our house but had pushed him into our yard.

    We had to bring Tina in but a few days later, she was out and followed Jay Jay to school ... into the classroom! She followed him home. One afternoon, Jay Jay asked if he could have her spend the night. "She was good!" The little guy reported the next morning when he brought her back and tried to leave her before she followed him to school and came back on her own.

    To finish this long story :rolleyes:, of course we "gave" Tina to Jay Jay. We only lived a few years in that home but I tried to check on Jay after he grew up. A college graduate, he had a good career start but died just after turning 30. I had waited too long to make contact but I still miss Tina. I think of myself as a boy on the farm, with her. And, I like to imagine that she made an important contribution to Jay's life.

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    catjac1975

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    What a beautiful story of the dog that was meant for you and your family. I bet you sobbed through the telling.We love all of our pets, but, our dogs are the most special. You will heal in time and save another friend for your family.
     
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    Beautiful tribute to a very special companion in your life. Know she will be missed. Thank you for sharing all the joy she brought to you and your family.
     
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    Feel your loss. Even though we know they are an animal, it's like you lost a real family member as they entrench themselves into our lives. Those that haven't experienced the joy of a good dog or the misery of losing one, are missing out on part of life.
     
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