Goodbye Furby

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Yesterday was probably one of the saddest days for my family. Our 13 year old dog died after a year of fighting illnesses. It was hard for all of us, especially for my mom who took care of him the most. He was a small dog, a mixed breed between a shi tzu and a pekingese. I remember the first time when he came at our door, two girls brought him to us, he was so small that we first thought he was a cat...

But he soon grew up and became the happiest and cutest friend we ever could have wanted. His name was Furby. He was named after a popular children's toy because he resembled it so much and he was so small and running that people often joked he had batteries in him. That's why he was called Furby.



Since we have a house at the seaside where we spend our summers and vacations, he was always going with us, even when we went fishing on a boat. He would sit on a boat's bench and ride with us, and he always stole fish that we caught. The weird thing is, he would return them to the sea and let them go.






Furby was an unusual dog in many ways. He came at our home very small (he was only 1 month old) and he was frightened of other dogs. When he was 3 years old, a big black hound attacked him and almost choked him to death, he probably would have, if it wasn't for the sweet old lady who came and rescued him (us).

Since that time, he was always afraid of other dogs and didn't like them. But he got along with cats. He loved cats and their company, we always had at least two or three cats, and he was always with them. They were his friends. Especially one cat which we named Buffy (after the Buffy the Vampire Slayer because the cat used to kill bats and bring them to us). Buffy and Furby had a weird relationship, they slept with each other, kissed each other and Buffy even went for walks together with Furby and my dad. After Buffy died (he was poisoned), something changed in Furby. He became much less active and much less playful.



Some years passed and he was getting older and older. Last year we noticed he got unusually fat so we called the vet. Turned out he didn't get fat but was instead having water pressing his heart - the medical term is ascites. So he started taking lots and lots of pills, and he was better for a while. But the last few months his condition changed from bad to worse. He was diagnosed with liver tumors, his kidneys were failing, his heart was weak and he had a jaw-bone osteomyelitis (his jaw bone was basically rotting)...
We couldn't bring ourselves to put him to sleep since he was eating and he was happy to take his usual walks. So we just let him be. And yesterday I found him lying near our porch, his heart stopped, his body still warm.

It was hard for all of us, so we decided to leave him for the night, we made him a nice soft bed, put his favorite toy with him, some flowers and covered him like he was sleeping. This morning we buried him in our yard, lit a candle and planted some flowers on his grave.

I will always love him and remember him and I hope we is in heaven now, with Buffy, and that they are playing together like they always did.



Furby I love you, rest in peace <3 <3 <3


Roseybelle




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28 comments:

  1. Imam psa i srce mi se slomilo.

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    1. Vjerujem, svi znamo da nas ovo ceka, ali tesko je svaki put :(

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  2. Baš mi je žao na gubitku... Jako dobro znam kako je vezati se za ta malecka predivna stvorenja i onda ih izgubiti.. :(

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    1. Da, to stvarno najbolje razumiju oni koji su to prozivjeli sami :(

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  3. :( rip mali furby, micek mali...drži se,draga. :*

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  4. Ajme, jako mi je zao zbog vaseg gubitka, jadan mali Furby. :(
    Uopce ne mogu i ne zelim zamisljati kako vam je sad. Drzi se! :*

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    1. Da, tesko je svima, ali s jedne strane se pokusavamo uvjeriti da se sad barem jadan vise ne pati, bio je u jakim bolovima pred kraj zivota :( hvala :*

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    1. Joj zao mi je da sam te rasplakala :(( hvala na podrsci!

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  6. Uzasno je kad nas nasi mali prijatelji napuste :( zao mi je, drzi se!!!

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    1. Da, on je stvarno bio clan obitelji i tesko je svima sada :/ hvala ti!

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  7. Iskreno mi je žao zbog tvog gubitka, stvarno ne znam šta da ti kažem, ne smijem ni zamisliti kako bi meni bilo :(

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    1. Hvala ti :) ma nista se tu ni ne moze reci, tako je kako je, ali htjela sam mu posvetiti jedan post, da se oprostim od njega kroz slike i da ga se prisjetim kako je zivio...

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  8. Ajmeeeeeee. :(((
    Zasuzile su mi oči odmah čim sam vidjela naslov i peseka na slici.
    Drži se!!!

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    1. Nemoj plakati! Drzimo se nekako, s vremenom ce biti lakse. On je sad sigurno sretan negdje, tome se nadamo...

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  9. Bože dragi :( ja obožavam životinje, imam tri mačke, znam kako je izgubiti voljeno biće. Mi smo mačka morali uspavati jer su mu otkazivali bubrezi zbog greške veterinara. Dio srca mi se odmah odsjeklo :(
    Furby je bio voljen, sada mu je lakše iznad oblaka <3

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    1. Da, to je grozno, mi smo svaki dan pricali o uspavljivanju i nismo mogli nikako i eto jucer on sam otisao, onda sam se uzasno krivo osjecala, ali stvarno se mucio i nije mogao vise. Ako je istina ono o 7 ljudskih godina, imao je skoro 90 godina... i ja vjerujem da je sretniji iznad oblaka sa svojim Buffyem :)

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    1. Zao mi je da ga nisi vidjela zadnji put :(( da se niste pozdravili...ali nema veze, on nas gleda s neba sada...

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  11. Joj, žao mi je na gubitku, to je pretužno :( Ja sam imala mačku 12 godina i to je strašno kad ugine ljubimac koji je bio kao član obitelji. Drži se draga!

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    1. Ajoj, onda znas kako je to :( hvala ti na podrsci!

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  12. Joj rasplaka me. :(
    Tvoja prica je tako slicna prici o mom psu. Bio je pekinzer, zuti, Boni se zvao i pozivio je 15 godina. Isto je na kraju bio jako bolestan,i gotovo slijep. Nismo ga stigli uspavati da se ne muci, uginuo je sam. Isto ga je kad je imao par godina umalo udavio jedan veliki vucjak iz komsiluka, svo mu je krzno oko vrata ogulio, ali nekako je prezivio i oporavio se i od straha. Druzio se takodje sa nasim mackama, i cak mislim da je on i sam mislio da je macka. Isto je kao tvoj spavao sa njima, macke su mu uredjivale krzno i lickale ga, to je bio prizor.
    Dugo nisam imala psa nakon njega, a ovo dana razmisljam da opet nabavim novog pekinezera, ali znam da nijedan nece biti kao moj Boni. :-(
    Kad covjek tako dugo ima ljubimca i on ugine, to je veliki emotivni gubitak i stres koji razumiju samo ljudi koji vole i imaju zivotinje.

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    1. Da, stvarno zvuce slicno :/ mom je tata bio pekinezer. Zaboravila sam napisati, ali isto je bio poluslijep, jedno oko smo morali operirati tj odstraniti jer je imao iza oka tumor. Tesko je to, vidis da se muce, a ne mozes nikako donijeti odluku. :/ da, mislim da je i moj mislio da je macka :))))) a slatkici nasi...sad su negdje na ljepsem mjestu, sigurna sam u to :)

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  13. grozno, rasplakala si me :(
    i sama svaki put teško proživljavam gubitak četveronožnih prijatelja... već je poprilično kako sam izgubila moju Liru (škotski ovčar) i još uvijek se ne usuđujem imati novog psa u životu
    ma znaš šta, bolje je ovakvog prijatelja izgubiti nego ga nikad ne imati :*

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    1. Joj zao mi je sto si se rasplakala..nisam mislila da ce ljude tako pogoditi. Tesko je to da, to samo razumije tko je imao takvog prijatelja u zivotu :) i slazem se, puno lijepog su nam dali :*

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  14. Baš mi je žao, kad imaš dugo psa, on je kao dio obitelji,

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    1. Da, stvarno je, ruzno je reci, ali veca je obitelj nego neki s kojima sam krvno vezana.

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