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.]

Woody boy,

Mommy and I miss you more than we can say. You and your brothers (Smokey Joe, "A", and Karma) are/were just about the only joy in our lives. I remember rushing home from work every day to take you out for a run and to do your business. I remember getting up early every morning for the same purpose. I still get up early and rush home for your brother, Smokey, but it's not quite the same without you. I am so sorry that the car hit you. If I could have gotten home one hour earlier, I would have taken you and Smokey for your walk and since I am stronger than your Mom, you wouldn't have gotten away from me. We had an understanding, didn't we? You didn't pull on the leash when you were with Daddy. I'm not trying to blame your Mom, I know she would do anything in the world to change what happened. Mommy loves you and she would never have let you get hit by the car if she could have prevented it. Mommy's heart is broken and so is mine. Smokey, "A", and Karma miss you, too. I hope you are with Beau and Furfee and that you are waiting for Mommy and me. We'll be there with you when our time comes. Good night my big red dog. Mommy and Daddy love you.