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Precious
Born Summer of 1997
Died April 15, 2003

This is her story


Precious
Taken in May of 1999
This is her normal facial expression,
always the happiest dog
full of life
and energy,
A beautiful Black Lab


Precious

Precious was a sweet and loving dog,
Hers is a story quite unlike most animals I think,
Or especially any pet I have ever owned before:
You see Precious was given to me by a friend
He gave her to me because he felt sorry for my grief
And loss of losing my deceased Moms cat
BUTTERSCOTCH
My Mother passed away 4-26-1997 and when she died
Her cat became my kitty, well Butterscotch had been mine
since my mothers illness had started ...
This beautiful Cat that my Mother had was golden in color
with white all over and very very long haired
and one day in Jan of 98... I lost this cat due to a freakish
gas leak in my house, it was a gas leak around my stove
Butterscotch had given her life up for me that dreadful day
so that I might come home, find her
and of course Smell the gas leak in my home.
Losing butterscotch was like losing my Mother all over again
and it nearly killed me:
To say I was heartbroken is an understatement to say the least.

So a few days later Doug stops by and says to me
Jan, I think Precious should come home with you
She would make you a good dog and a loyal friend for life:
I did not know what to say, here was this man and his son
Giving me their dog rather a pup at the time, she was around
8-9 months old then
I saw her and of course I fell in love with her immediately:
She was just beautiful, and a waggin her tail, (G)..

this part alone is enough to bring tears to your eyes
but that is not all of Precious story, there is more:
About two years after I had gotten her, some men
Were out by the road tree-trimming along my creek
This one man walks slowly up to my house, and I am
Watching him from my kitchen window as he approaches my dog
the hairs on the back of my neck stand up
and I instantly take a dislike to this human
I go outside onto my porch and I am bellowing to him
just what the bloody hell does he think he is doing?
He says he is just wanting to try to pet her
HMPH!!!!!!!
I do not belive a word out of his mouth:
He slinks off back to work and the next day
My Precious is gone:
I was so mad that next morning that my dog had been taken
from me, that I was spitting fire!
He not only took her, but her dish, her chain, the stake
Everything ( the scumbag)!!
I have this weird thing I can do with animals
(it’s a mind thing) I kid you not,
I was calling my dog home with every fiber of my being
calling her to come back to me,
if she can get loose, she will find her way back home
and sure enough The next day I went out in the hayfield down by the creek
Quite aways from my house to meet my Precious
she Was coming home to me, just as I knew she would
Soon as she had the chance:
I was still breathing fire At the man who had stolen her from me, I know it was him
as surely as I sit here: Proof?? No, I had no proof
only my gut instincts, and I hated that man
the moment I laid eyes on him:
Stupid man, she could not be bred he had no papers on her
She was fixed she could not be bred,
stupid stupid man

Long story short, Precious was stolen twice from me
in the Next three years, and yes each time
she found her way home To me within a 24 hour period
Each time her poor pawpads were so beat up from her travels
and each time she came home just exhausted
And she always had the look in her eyes as if to say
She was sorry Mom ( me ), she had no way of stopping it.
One of the last times she had been stolen from me
My other dog Spud ( my male dog) was too young
To be of any kind of threat sure he barked loudly
But he was still too young at that time to scare anyone
I found him the next morning not only tied up on his chain
But they had attached him to her chain this time too
He only had like an inch or so to move around on
Poor baby, my bedroom is in the very back
and if the furnace or AC is on I cannot hear the dogs barking
Lucky for the slime that stole Precious that night
That the SheBitch ( me ) was sleeping and could not hear
Spud barking his head off cause I know he was .

Precious was the kind of dog who loved everyone
She did not have a mean bone in her body
And how she ever put up with me and my crazy fits of anger
I will never know nor understand
she loved me Even at my worst and trust me I had a lot of moments
Of where I was just UGLY . ( life in general does that to me)

Last Month, in March I suddenly had the urge to go and
Find Precious, something was wrong, and my
Built in animal radar was screaming for me to go and find her.
Well I found her alright she was in my front yard in the creek
lying in the water ( smart dog ) she had a fever
And she was cooling herself off, dogs will do that
I have seen it before with another of my pets
Anyway I called her up out of the creek she was wobbly
And drunken like, and soaking wet by now I am shaking
Myself as the clock is ticking, my baby was near death
And knocking on deaths door big time:
I had to get her to the Vets and fast:
She was so weak she could not get herself into my car
I tried to lift her front end into the back seat,
now this Dog was a big, big Lab, and weighed way over a 100 lbs. (easily)
I am injured myself I have neck and back injurys
I tried and tried to lift her into my car, I could not budge her
I called my neighbor, thank God he was home,
He came down and he mostly lifted this big old wet soakin dog
into my car and I dashed off to the Vets:
I kept thinking to myself she acts as if she has gotten into
Something poisonous,( toxic )the way she staggered and acted
I was scared to death, she wound up staying
There at the clinic for five days last month, she looked awful
when she did come home, the Vet confirmed that It indeed was toxic,
her bloodwork, and it ( whatever it was) Messed up her liver,
her enzymes were all screwed up,
It had weakened her heart ( damaged it ) ,
she was Due to have more bloodwork done, and one week before
She was due to go back, she had bloated up like a cow
Ready to calf ( her gut had dropped ) she was HUGE!!
She spent another week in the Vet hospital, they tried their
very best to help her, she was getting injections and
lord knows what all to try to get her liver working
Properly, and her blood counts fixed all in all it was just too
much on my baby, her heart gave up,and she died:
The woman Doctor who was treating her was crying
When me and my Dad and two friends
went there to pick Up her body and to bring her home, to be buried
She kept telling me over and over what a good dog she Was
everytime we spoke on the phone and how happy a dog she was,
they all loved her I guess at the clinic
It would be hard not to fall in love with a dog like Precious:
She was and is One Of A Kind!
I will miss her so much, my other pets miss her
And they too mourn her loss
Trust me they all know
She is gone, but still here out in my yard, along the creek
Where she spent much of her time swimming, chasing critters,
and just being a DOG!

Goodbye my Precious Girl, I will always love you!!

I must stop now because I can no longer see for the tears
In my eyes, and I cannot breathe for the pain in my heart!

Precious do keep my Brother and My Mother good company
now up in heaven, I know they will love you,
and take care of you, until I can join you all.
All of you my dear ones, are now free of pain and suffering:

My love to all

Morganna



Precious was always eager and ready,
to go for a car ride


Hurry up, I'm ready for my car ride!!

Let's Go, Let's Go, Let's GO!!!!


There are four pages in all
honoring the life of my dog Precious,
please do click on the next button link below
to take you on a journey of her life ok? THANK YOU!!

Rest in peace my Precious Girl:








Email: dreamweaverjan@ktis.net