Lucy&Millie

Sounds funny, doesn't it? That's the only way to describe it but I'm sure you all will understand what I'm trying to say...

I've had lots of dogs in my life, and I've loved them all. Lucy, though, she's my soul dog. It's weird, in a way, to feel so connected to a dog. She knows when I've had a bad day, or comforts me when I have cried. She dances with me when I'm happy.

Only true "dog people" understand when I say Lucy's my soul dog. I heard someone once explain it as "that once in a life time dog."

Have you all had THAT one dog, you feel more connected to than the others?

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Lucy - Age 6?
Millie - Age 2

bubbad

Sometimes they are called "Heart Dogs" and I think most everyone on here has had one at least.Mine was ,of course,Bubba.

houndmomma

Bubbad’s right – I believe we all here have had or have one. Just 11 weeks ago yesterday I lost mine in Flash – I’m still trying to figure out how to put my heart back together. Not a day goes by that I don’t cry when I think of something she did or a way she looked at me as if we were talking without words. I saw just yesterday here someone (I’m sorry I don’t remember who) mention they lost theirs 20 years ago and how it still hurt. God – that didn’t give me much hope.

Jen~

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Momma to Lucy age 12 ~ Basset Hound
Momma to Rickie age 5 ~ Shi-Poo (don’t tell him though – he thinks he’s a hound dog)
Momma to Mabel age -1 ~ Basset Hound
Momma to Flash – RIP 2000 ~ 2011 – Gone in body but with me in spirit ~ You will live on forever in my heart baby ~ Je t'aime

Scully

For me, it was Scully. She was just such a special girl. She went to the bridge 2 years ago, and I still miss her like crazy--always will I'm sure.

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Mom to Larsen, Ninja, and Scully (ATB ~ forever in my heart)
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Lucy&Millie

Bubbad - Heart Dogs... I like that!

Jen/Houndmomma - I can't even imagine that loss. In fact, I cried when I heard about Flash. I know I will be hysterical when it's Lucy's turn.

Mary - Scully was beautiful! What a wonderful photo!

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Lucy - Age 6?
Millie - Age 2

Esther

my distant cousin, Lulu, was like that for my peeps.
she went to the bridge all too soon, at age 11. that was nine months ago and they still tear up when they come across old pictures of her.

boo. boo on cancer. BOO

Barney'spal

I lost my soul dog in February. It bothers me that I still cannot look at any pictures of her. She was a difficult dog who really needed alot of understanding which probably explains why I got so close to her. I've just finished reading Jon Katz's "Going home" book which is heralded as helping with the loss. It really didn't help me that much but from the reviews, other people were helped. I desperately needed to fill the hole that was created when she left so I got Barney....I thank God that he is so different from her in that there is no comparison to mess things up. At first I found myself stepping back....so afraid of another broken heart...but he really has put me pretty much back together again...will he be another soul dog??? Probably.

Mikey T

that is how I have always heard it referred

we each have are own way of tribute ye ol nutterbutt aka Toughynutter was such a contrarian that I decided to do the opposite of many and that was to retire "toughynutter" as a user name

henry'smum

Mine is Humphrey. You all probably know that i rescued Humps from a gentleman for want of a better word who thought that if your puppy doesnt sit, walk, perform tricks if you beat him hard enough he will do. After being bitten one time too many he called my mum - she is involved beagle rescue and said he was leaving him in a cage at a garage in the south of the country. It was about 6pm then and my mother lives in the north. Cutting a long story short on a very cold snowy night i drove for hours to rescue the saddest sorryest baby who had a collar with his then name - duffer - on it. A million years later the airforced deployed Paul to America where for the first the in 6 years we could live together as a married couple. Humps was to come with me however we started to notice that on a warm English day, he would over heat in a matter of moments. The vet explained it that basicaly his internal therostat had stopped working properly and it would be cruel to take him to Arkansas where 10 months of the year he would have to live in airconditioning and Humps has always been an outside, running with the horses type hound. So i had to choose between my husband and my family. Fortunatly my best friend who had lived with us for years asked to take on Humps. Even that was a horrible decision, i had never been apart from him for more than 2weeks. So we basset proofed her house, fenced her 200ft garden and Humps moved in. Humps is still here, we talk often and i know he is happy healthy and well but i miss him every day. Still cant have his picture up a year later and am extremely aware that h is on his way to the bridge.

Lightning&Stomps

My doggy soulmate was Chablis, a samoyed. She belonged to someone else, but she and I hit it off so well that the friend actually gave her to me. I only had her for four years, but it was the most satisfying four years of my life. I love Lightning with all my heart (and I did Stomps as well), but I had such a different relationship with Chablis. I could take her anywhere, never needed a leash. I would point to where I needed her to go, or ask her to do something for me, and she would, as if we spoke the same language. I'd never had a relationship with a dog (or even a person, frankly) that compared to that, and I doubt if I will again. She died 14 years ago, about this time. I still carry her ashes in my car, because she loved riding in the car more than anything in the world.