Dogs.....well what can I say
PURE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE ❤ AND THEY BREAK YOUR HEART.
The first dog we bought into our family was a Bichon.
My husband was away on a work trip to Washington DC. Before he left and many months before we had been talking about getting a dog. We agreed that in time we would.
We searched the internet, decided what breed and I found one local to us. My husband said "let's wait, at least till I get back". Ok sure until me, my sister, my son Jake and daughter Olivia thought well let's Just go and have a look. Let's jusy say, having a look never ends that way and we drove back home with this little ball off fluff who we named Charlie. (Not sure why)
Here he was, a little pup, the newest member of the family.
He was well what can I say funny, loving, dumb, crazy, naughty, playful and loyal he gave us all unconditional love.
He Sat over the kids as they slept, followed their every move, cuddled me when the husband was away and the kids where in bed and never repeated anything I said to him. Completely and utterly trust worthy.
However he was also a naughty little boy. RECALL was none existent even after numerous one to one sessions with a trainer. We spent hours sometimes trying to get him back (thankfully living on a military camp helped) and god forbid you left any food out on the side or on the table as he would climb up and it would be gone.. but still no matter what he would look at you tilt his head, give you his sad eyes and in his way was saying sorry then climb up beside you and cuddle you.
Charlie was a part of our family for 4 years.
After I returned from Afghanistan in 2014 after one hell of a horrendous tour and one that nearly took my life. we had a holiday booked with my husband's neice, her husband and her kids. We were dropping Charlie off at my mums house (my trustee dog sitter) and we were flying from Manchester. A break I was longing for to escape hoping something would fix me. This all went from trying to cope, keep my head above water to the worst thing ever.
That night I was in hospital with my daughter, she had a really high temperature and I was unsure, scared, wanted her checked out so zero hours sleep. Thankfully she was ok
We were packing the car the next morning and well a flat bloody tyre...so got the kids and husband to macdonalds so they could have breakfast, I took the car to get a new tyre. finally all sorted we were nearly ready to head up north. First stop boys needed their hair cut so we parked up and off they went. Me, olivia and charlie went to costa sat outside (our regular) Olivia on my knee charlie sat down on his lead.
The road was a small town road, not many vehicles went down.
Olivia said "mummy I'm going to be sick" as I turn her around to face away from me as well as changing hands with the lead a bin lorry speed down, I lost the lead, charlie spooked and ran. I screamed slow down he is under the lorry unfortunately as he tried to get out the other end the lorry killed him. (I'm sat feeling every emotion all over again, I can see it happening I'm crying)
What more is going to happen? How much more can I deal with? The lorry driver drove off, costa grabbed my daughter, halfords covered charlie, someone called the police, while someone ran to the vets down the road but nothing could be done my boy was gone......🐾🐾
The lady from costa ran and got the boys to tell them what happened they came right away. Costa took the kids inside (they knew us, we are so grateful for everything they did in that moment for my children).
The police came. I wasn't sure what to do questioning if we do go on holiday or not, what happens now, I want them to investigate the driver and his speed. They did go and investigate they also said go on holiday we will put charlie into the freezer storage until you return and you can then lay him to rest.
My four legged child was gone, my heart was broken, I've killed my dog (what I thought at the time - the story I told myself - therapy has helped). I didnt know what to feel, my emotions were all over the place. We were going on holiday and had to carry on. I just wanted my boy back. This was one of the hardest days of my life putting a mask on to cover so much pain, sorrow, sadness and hurt to ensure the kids were ok.
When we got back from holiday I was also returning to work that Monday to prepare for medals parade on the friday. I asked the Sergeant Major if I could get away early to go pick charlie up and take him to get cremated. He moaned, explained we were practicing for parade (not like I couldn't march) and then the words in which made me want to kill him, IT'S JUST A DOG....🤬 how he is still breathing I do not know.
Its not just a DOG he was our family, my boy, my four legged child, my unconditional love.
I then took our boy to be cremated, we bought him home and he has moved with us everywhere we have gone. Rest in peace charlie boy we love and miss you so so much. My heart was broken and we have an incomplete family with you not around.
A quote I just heard from a book called Rising Strong by Brene Brown - Heart break is what happens when love is lost.❤
PURE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE ❤ AND THEY BREAK YOUR HEART.
The first dog we bought into our family was a Bichon.
My husband was away on a work trip to Washington DC. Before he left and many months before we had been talking about getting a dog. We agreed that in time we would.
We searched the internet, decided what breed and I found one local to us. My husband said "let's wait, at least till I get back". Ok sure until me, my sister, my son Jake and daughter Olivia thought well let's Just go and have a look. Let's jusy say, having a look never ends that way and we drove back home with this little ball off fluff who we named Charlie. (Not sure why)
Here he was, a little pup, the newest member of the family.
He was well what can I say funny, loving, dumb, crazy, naughty, playful and loyal he gave us all unconditional love.
He Sat over the kids as they slept, followed their every move, cuddled me when the husband was away and the kids where in bed and never repeated anything I said to him. Completely and utterly trust worthy.
However he was also a naughty little boy. RECALL was none existent even after numerous one to one sessions with a trainer. We spent hours sometimes trying to get him back (thankfully living on a military camp helped) and god forbid you left any food out on the side or on the table as he would climb up and it would be gone.. but still no matter what he would look at you tilt his head, give you his sad eyes and in his way was saying sorry then climb up beside you and cuddle you.
Charlie was a part of our family for 4 years.
After I returned from Afghanistan in 2014 after one hell of a horrendous tour and one that nearly took my life. we had a holiday booked with my husband's neice, her husband and her kids. We were dropping Charlie off at my mums house (my trustee dog sitter) and we were flying from Manchester. A break I was longing for to escape hoping something would fix me. This all went from trying to cope, keep my head above water to the worst thing ever.
That night I was in hospital with my daughter, she had a really high temperature and I was unsure, scared, wanted her checked out so zero hours sleep. Thankfully she was ok
We were packing the car the next morning and well a flat bloody tyre...so got the kids and husband to macdonalds so they could have breakfast, I took the car to get a new tyre. finally all sorted we were nearly ready to head up north. First stop boys needed their hair cut so we parked up and off they went. Me, olivia and charlie went to costa sat outside (our regular) Olivia on my knee charlie sat down on his lead.
The road was a small town road, not many vehicles went down.
Olivia said "mummy I'm going to be sick" as I turn her around to face away from me as well as changing hands with the lead a bin lorry speed down, I lost the lead, charlie spooked and ran. I screamed slow down he is under the lorry unfortunately as he tried to get out the other end the lorry killed him. (I'm sat feeling every emotion all over again, I can see it happening I'm crying)
What more is going to happen? How much more can I deal with? The lorry driver drove off, costa grabbed my daughter, halfords covered charlie, someone called the police, while someone ran to the vets down the road but nothing could be done my boy was gone......🐾🐾
The lady from costa ran and got the boys to tell them what happened they came right away. Costa took the kids inside (they knew us, we are so grateful for everything they did in that moment for my children).
The police came. I wasn't sure what to do questioning if we do go on holiday or not, what happens now, I want them to investigate the driver and his speed. They did go and investigate they also said go on holiday we will put charlie into the freezer storage until you return and you can then lay him to rest.
My four legged child was gone, my heart was broken, I've killed my dog (what I thought at the time - the story I told myself - therapy has helped). I didnt know what to feel, my emotions were all over the place. We were going on holiday and had to carry on. I just wanted my boy back. This was one of the hardest days of my life putting a mask on to cover so much pain, sorrow, sadness and hurt to ensure the kids were ok.
When we got back from holiday I was also returning to work that Monday to prepare for medals parade on the friday. I asked the Sergeant Major if I could get away early to go pick charlie up and take him to get cremated. He moaned, explained we were practicing for parade (not like I couldn't march) and then the words in which made me want to kill him, IT'S JUST A DOG....🤬 how he is still breathing I do not know.
Its not just a DOG he was our family, my boy, my four legged child, my unconditional love.
I then took our boy to be cremated, we bought him home and he has moved with us everywhere we have gone. Rest in peace charlie boy we love and miss you so so much. My heart was broken and we have an incomplete family with you not around.
A quote I just heard from a book called Rising Strong by Brene Brown - Heart break is what happens when love is lost.❤
This is part 1
Part 2 is a dog we rescued in Cyprus and a dog that I have to say has saved me from taking my life.
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