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# Saturday, August 05, 2006

On Losing A Dog... bye Nala

Losing a pet is quite possibly the hardest thing to deal with. I don't know why, but the emotional bond you have with an animal that is pretty much completely dependant on you and your family their entire lives results in a drastically different reaction to their death than you might expect. Losing our dog Pucky was the single hardest thing I'd dealt with... for me and my family.

Reeves and Paula lost Nala last week. Nala was such a special dog. When my dog died, I too was thousands of miles away, and it was especially hard knowing that I wasn't there when she passed. Nala was such a special dog, even though she only had 3 legs :-).

Back a few years ago, our campus had a policy that allowed you to bring your pets to work. I used to hang with Nala and Jack a lot, and it was really nice having dogs around. A few years ago, a dog bit some one and they canceled the dog policy :-(. Although, Nala was so quiet and well behaved that you would often find her sleeping in Reeves office anyway.

Nala, we'll miss you.

 

Wednesday, August 09, 2006 2:39:36 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00)
Thanks man, I appreciate it.
Sunday, August 13, 2006 2:30:53 PM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00)
Thanks Omar, we really appreciate your nice words about Nala. She will definitely be missed quite a bit.
Paula
Sunday, October 21, 2007 8:33:19 PM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00)
I had a dog named Maxine once, very loving companion to me we walked on my paper route together, played a little fetch like most people do. She was a cross of a German shepherd and a Rottweiler, very pretty shiny black fur, and tan markings. She intended to run off a lot and one day dad gave her away. Two weeks later I received a phone call from her owners a saddened voice "This is going to be hard for you to hear, but ugh Maxine was tragically run-over by a semi-truck last night, we want you to close her eyes so she can rest in peace, you were her rightful owner." A box was brought to me the next day, looking into Maxine's vacant eyes, I put my forefinger and my middle finger on her eyelids and closed them. R.I.P. forever Maxine.
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