Woody Options

[Steve K.]

I was here ten years ago for my Beauregard. Now I am here for my Woody. Woody was a dog that nobody wanted so me and the wife took him in. He was a handful at first and he made us wonder if we made the right decision but he turned out to be a wonderful dog. He was a retriever mix and a beautiful red color.

Well, on Sunday 09/21/08, I went out for the day and the wife took the dogs (we have another shelter dog) for a walk. They were both on a leash but Woody pulled away from my wife and ran into the street. He was hit by a car and the wife got animal control to take him to the emergency clinic where the vet said it didn't look good. The wife made the decision to let Woody go and when I got home, my heart was broken. My poor wife had to watch him get hit by the car and then make the decision to let him go. We are both heartbroken. I can't sleep, I can't eat, and all I do is cry at the drop of a hat. Our other dog (Smokey Joe) is 9 years old but Woody was only four. I expected him to be around for many years. Why did God take our dog from us? I don't think that we are bad people. We took in both dogs and two stray cats. We love our animals like children. Why was he taken from us?

[Steve K.]

It has been four days since I lost my big red dog and the pain of the loss has not diminished one little bit. I thank all of you for your kind replies. I continually ask God why he took Woody but I know that I won't get an answer here on earth. I love all of my animals but Woody was a special guy. He was full of life and he loved to run and play. He took a chunk of my heart with him when he left. The tears keep flowing and I can't stand the thought that I have to come home from work and Woody isn't here. Don't misunderstand me, I love my Smokey and he is also a one of a kind dog, but they were the best of buddies and I think that Smokey misses his pal. My wife is the office manager of a cranberry farm here in NJ and we used to take the guys to the farm to let them run and play in the woods. Woody used to go into the ponds even on the coldest days. We used to bring them to the farm several times a week until the price of gas went up but even after it rose to $3.00+ we made sure that they got here at least twice a week even though it is a 50+ mile round trip. Both of the photos below were taken on the farm. The photo of Woody and Smokey was taken the evening before Woody was hit by the car. It was his last full day on earth. I sure do miss my dog.