Her Majesty Dogmad Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 (edited) Herbie was one of those “boomerang” dogs – he was adopted and returned twice during his year at Doggie Rescue's kennels. He was an older Jack Russell cross, seemingly a good fit for my household so I took him home as a foster to see if I could work out what would be the right home for him. It wasn’t hard to see why he had been returned – he spent the first 3 weeks on my sofa, baring his teeth at me. Originally, he had been found with life threatening injuries, most likely caused by being kicked. He just didn’t trust people very easily. After 3 weeks of me giving him space so that he could watch me with my own dogs, he finally started to thaw. Under his bravado, he was such a loving and happy dog. He would make his own fun, throwing toys in the air, rolling around in his bed and making funny noises. He loved his walks and his food, he was enthusiastic about everything in his life, especially me. With my newfound understanding of his personality, I felt confident that I’d found just the right home for him when a very nice couple came to meet him. He’d been with me a few weeks by then and I spent 2 hours with them, discussing his needs and what to do and what not to do and they assured me they understood. Next morning I received a call to say they were returning him. They had done exactly what I’d asked them not to do until Herbie trusted them and in his fear he’d nipped the husband. And so Herbie lived with me for many more months. One of my other dogs, was always jealous, Herbie had a strong attachment to me and I couldn’t help but adore him although I didn’t favour him. Herbie had the adorable habit of smiling at me when I got home from work, when it was walkies or dinner was due and made such funny noises you couldn’t help but laugh. He regularly jumped onto my lap (he was about 10 kilos) for a cuddle. After a year, a retired lady offered Herbie a home with a female companion so I let him go. At the time it was the best thing for my own dog but I was inconsolable, I wept for weeks and for the next 2 years, Herbie was always on my mind although I believed he was lost to me forever. Early in 2007, my own dog that didn't like Herbie sadly died and then a few months later, I heard that Herbie’s new owner was unable to care for him any more. Fate has a funny way of working sometimes. I rushed to pick him up and Herbie came home and it was as if he’d never been away. He was a couple of years older and his smile was more gappy but I was overjoyed to have him back for the last 18 months. Every day was a blessing and then last week he collapsed in great pain and I had to make the awful decision to let him cross the Rainbow Bridge. Rest in peace my darling boy. I’ll never stop missing your smile. Edited August 1, 2009 by dogmad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ons Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 I am so sorry for your loss RIP Herbie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cavNrott Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 I'm so very sorry you lost your beloved boy Dogmad. You and he were meant to be together. I know the dark feeling of emptiness when a much loved dog passes on. Godspeed Herbie, fly free now sweet boy. :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cosmolo Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 I'm so sorry dogmad :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Clover Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 So sorry to hear that dogmad. RIP Herbie :rolleyes:. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wazzat Xolo Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 What a lovely story, about your bond, I am sending hugs and warm wishes for you and the family, Herbie was well loved and he knew that. RIP Dear boy J Herbie was one of those “boomerang” dogs – he was adopted and returned twice during his year at Doggie Rescue's kennels. He was an older Jack Russell cross, seemingly a good fit for my household so I took him home as a foster to see if I could work out what would be the right home for him. It wasn’t hard to see why he had been returned – he spent the first 3 weeks on my sofa, baring his teeth at me. Originally, he had been found with life threatening injuries, most likely caused by being kicked. He just didn’t trust people very easily. After 3 weeks of me giving him space so that he could watch me with my own dogs, he finally started to thaw. Under his bravado, he was such a loving and happy dog. He would make his own fun, throwing toys in the air, rolling around in his bed and making funny noises. He loved his walks and his food, he was enthusiastic about everything in his life, especially me. With my newfound understanding of his personality, I felt confident that I’d found just the right home for him when a very nice couple came to meet him. He’d been with me a few weeks by then and I spent 2 hours with them, discussing his needs and what to do and what not to do and they assured me they understood. Next morning I received a call to say they were returning him. They had done exactly what I’d asked them not to do until Herbie trusted them and in his fear he’d nipped the husband. And so Herbie lived with me for many more months. One of my other dogs, was always jealous, Herbie had a strong attachment to me and I couldn’t help but adore him although I didn’t favour him. Herbie had the adorable habit of smiling at me when I got home from work, when it was walkies or dinner was due and made such funny noises you couldn’t help but laugh. He regularly jumped onto my lap (he was about 10 kilos) for a cuddle. After a year, a retired lady offered Herbie a home with a female companion so I let him go. At the time it was the best thing for my own dog but I was inconsolable, I wept for weeks and for the next 2 years, Herbie was always on my mind although I believed he was lost to me forever. Early in 2007, my own dog that didn't like Herbie sadly died and then a few months later, I heard that Herbie’s new owner was unable to care for him any more. Fate has a funny way of working sometimes. I rushed to pick him up and Herbie came home and it was as if he’d never been away. He was a couple of years older and his smile was more gappy but I was overjoyed to have him back for the last 18 months. Every day was a blessing and then last week he collapsed in great pain and I had to make the awful decision to let him cross the Rainbow Bridge. Rest in peace my darling boy. I’ll never stop missing your smile. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fifi Posted August 1, 2009 Share Posted August 1, 2009 :rolleyes: Thank you for sharing such a loving story about Herbie's life. hugs to you dogmad, Herbie sounds like a special gift we only get to love for a short but wonderful time. fifi, danny & hounds xxxx Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dogdogdog Posted August 2, 2009 Share Posted August 2, 2009 Run free Herbie at :rolleyes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clyde Posted August 2, 2009 Share Posted August 2, 2009 I'm so sorry Jane. :rolleyes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trisven13 Posted August 2, 2009 Share Posted August 2, 2009 I'm so sorry. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
esky Posted August 2, 2009 Share Posted August 2, 2009 My thoughts are with you Dogmad Thank dog Herbie had you in his life as also I'm sure you were blessed to know him :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_PL_ Posted August 2, 2009 Share Posted August 2, 2009 I'm so sorry Jane. He was your very special boy and you were meant to be together. What a lucky boy to have met you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~Anne~ Posted August 3, 2009 Share Posted August 3, 2009 RIP Herbie. Thinking of you Jane. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
greytdog Posted August 3, 2009 Share Posted August 3, 2009 So sorry for your loss. Run free Herbie. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
westielover Posted August 3, 2009 Share Posted August 3, 2009 Oh gosh Jane - I am so sorry for your loss. RIP Herbie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gemstone Posted August 4, 2009 Share Posted August 4, 2009 RIP Herbie - run free little man Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ellies mum Posted August 4, 2009 Share Posted August 4, 2009 Herbie was one of those “boomerang” dogs – he was adopted and returned twice during his year at Doggie Rescue's kennels. He was an older Jack Russell cross, seemingly a good fit for my household so I took him home as a foster to see if I could work out what would be the right home for him. It wasn’t hard to see why he had been returned – he spent the first 3 weeks on my sofa, baring his teeth at me. Originally, he had been found with life threatening injuries, most likely caused by being kicked. He just didn’t trust people very easily. After 3 weeks of me giving him space so that he could watch me with my own dogs, he finally started to thaw. Under his bravado, he was such a loving and happy dog. He would make his own fun, throwing toys in the air, rolling around in his bed and making funny noises. He loved his walks and his food, he was enthusiastic about everything in his life, especially me. With my newfound understanding of his personality, I felt confident that I’d found just the right home for him when a very nice couple came to meet him. He’d been with me a few weeks by then and I spent 2 hours with them, discussing his needs and what to do and what not to do and they assured me they understood. Next morning I received a call to say they were returning him. They had done exactly what I’d asked them not to do until Herbie trusted them and in his fear he’d nipped the husband. And so Herbie lived with me for many more months. One of my other dogs, was always jealous, Herbie had a strong attachment to me and I couldn’t help but adore him although I didn’t favour him. Herbie had the adorable habit of smiling at me when I got home from work, when it was walkies or dinner was due and made such funny noises you couldn’t help but laugh. He regularly jumped onto my lap (he was about 10 kilos) for a cuddle. After a year, a retired lady offered Herbie a home with a female companion so I let him go. At the time it was the best thing for my own dog but I was inconsolable, I wept for weeks and for the next 2 years, Herbie was always on my mind although I believed he was lost to me forever. Early in 2007, my own dog that didn't like Herbie sadly died and then a few months later, I heard that Herbie’s new owner was unable to care for him any more. Fate has a funny way of working sometimes. I rushed to pick him up and Herbie came home and it was as if he’d never been away. He was a couple of years older and his smile was more gappy but I was overjoyed to have him back for the last 18 months. Every day was a blessing and then last week he collapsed in great pain and I had to make the awful decision to let him cross the Rainbow Bridge. Rest in peace my darling boy. I’ll never stop missing your smile. What a lucky old guy to be back with you for his final times. Be not sad for what you have lost..... Be happy for what you have had..... I know my little old foster Grandpa is not here for long....but he is loved like he has always been here... Remember that you gave him more in his final years than he has probably ever had. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
schnauzer Posted August 5, 2009 Share Posted August 5, 2009 Jane, What a lucky dog he was to be rescued and loved by you. Look up at the night sky tonight and you will see his star shining - another angel in heaven. RIP Herbie. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kelly_Louise Posted August 6, 2009 Share Posted August 6, 2009 Oh I'm so sorry Dogmad. Herbie was a lucky little fella to have you. Many people would have given up on him I'm sure, or not cared what made him this way. His life could have been very different... But he was loved until the end. His last bit of trust in people was well rewarded by you. RIP Herbie, Rainbow Bridge does not contain any cruelty - so never fear. Congratulations Dogmad on making an old boy happy, and for never giving up on him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
griff Posted August 6, 2009 Share Posted August 6, 2009 I am so sorry Dogmad R.I.P. Herbie forever young and free of pain Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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