Someone wanted to steal my roller (no engine), so they fucking shot my dog Options

[Pnambic]

Warning: perhaps some rather disturbing content.

A few years ago, when my first child was born, my inlaws offered to watch my dog (at that time a 2 yr old Australian Shepherd) until we got a fence in the back yard. Well, they had so much more room (several acres as compared to my 1/8 acre), and at that time also had an old Border Collie that just adored my pup, so they decided to keep him.

Last night, someone saw my orange 74 roller (no engine) behind my father-in-law's garage. The cover had been damaged and had blown off in a recent storm. They decided to try and steal it and I guess my dog did his job by interfering. They shot him in the head.

Someone needs to explain to me again why it's wrong to kill the god damned son of a bitch that did this.

My two sons, one about to turn 4 in a week and the other 20 months old, considered the dog theirs and absolutely loved him. Now I have to explain to my 4 year old at least that the dog is gone, one of his best friends, and won't be coming back.

Obviously, they didn't get anywhere with the car.
Damn, I'm so pissed, I'm sick.
Sorry to vent, just gotta get it out...

[watsonrx13]

I too am very sorry for your loss. I've been a dog owner for many years. We currently have 2 weiner dogs (dachshunds), they are our children. I almost lost both dogs within a 6 month period. I took both out to pee first thing one morning and as the youngest one attempted to pee, his back went out. He finished and attempted to walk back to me, with only the use of his front legs, dragging his back legs. I immediately grabbed him up and ran inside to wake up the wife. I was so upset. My wife took him to the vet, as soon as they opened. He immediately suggested we take him to another vet in the next county over. She took him to the new vet and gave us a choice, either put him down or back surgery. With an 80% of recovery, we chose the operation. For the next 3 months we basically raised him as a puppy again and gave him a chance to learn to walk again. We knew he was back to his old self when he could wag his tail again. He's not completely fixed, about 80%. When he runs, sometimes the back legs can't keep up and they tend to bounce around. The operation was expensive, but seeing him every day confirms our decision. The oldest one decided he didn't like the pit bull walking near our yard and went after him. The pit bull didn't do anything other than bite him once then was dragged away by the owner. I grabbed him and the wife and immediately went to the emergency animal clinic. He's had 2 separate operations to close up the wounds and he's almost completely healed. He still doesn't like other dogs around, but now I always keep a leash on both when we're outside.

Every year my wife and I give each other a Dachshund calendar. This quote is the one that sums up what a dog is.

'He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your god.
Your are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.' Anonymous

Even though he is gone, he was there to protect the people that loved him the most, therefore grieve for him, but know that he died doing what he was always willing to do.