Wally P. Dogge 09/27/1999-03/15/2011

[Wally P's Mom]

Wally's story began 6 months before he came into our lives. Mark and I brought home a cute and adorable puppy named Fritz. The three of us were very happy until the plastic Dashchund statue made its way into out bed. At that point Fritz needed somebody.

Fritz and I made our way down to Wally's breeders home. Wally was outside. Fritz did not want much to do with the puppies. Wally liked what was in Fritz's food bowl and made himself at home in the front seat of my car. Wally became an instant member of our family. The softball shaped puppy that he was.

Wally was shy. He did not care for strangers nor did he like anybody calling him cute. Although he was very cute or should I say handsome.

Fritz and Wally became fast buddies and traveled everywhere with me. Wally never cared to ever be left alone. Fritz always had to be close by.

The years passed and we played with balls, cyber mouses and zhu zhu pets. The later was always contained in a hamster ball. I kept Petco in business. Outside, he chased the bunnies and guarded the perimeter of his yard.

For as much as Wally played, he developed many health issues. His first were allergies and that eventually lead to Cushing's and then Addison's disease. One serious bout with back issues that lead us to doubt if he would ever walk again. He did and became our miracle. After Wally had passed, Mark reminded me that we had 3 1/2 extra years with Wally. We were blessed to have him.

Wally in February of this year had passed out in my arms. We thought it was Addison's related. In March, we discovered the dual adrenal tumors that blocked the blood flow through his vena cava. Nobody saw this one coming. We tried alpha blockers to allow Wally that final fight. Alas it was not meant to be. On that final night, he played for 45 seconds. Unknown to me at that time, it would be the last time he would play.( I recorded it to show the vet on Wednesday that he was playing. I treasure that recording.) I told him that I would always be with him and he would always be with me. At 3:00am, Wally decided that enough was enough. He began to look for a place to pass one. I held him for the rest of the night and morning until he took his last breath.

Wally found comfort in music, especially Jim Brickman's Coming Home For Christmas. It got him through his back issues. Wally and I often prayed together. Most of the time it was prayers of Thanksgiving for his health and for the homeless dogs without families.

Wally had a big heart. He was your typical dashchund, but marched to his own drummer. As his vet always said, "Wally is Wally." There will never be another Wally, nor would I want another Wally.

In the past month, I have mourned my loss of Wally. I have remembered the good times and the bad times and everything in between. I have memorialized Wally with a donation to the MWDR to help those homeless dogs that we so often had prayed about.

I have hugged Fritz and gave him more attention than ever before. His ALP levels have gone down some in the past month. I thank the good Lord for that.

I have looked at puppies, but realize that it is just too soon. But I learned that there is still room in my heart to love another again.

Wally had many more good days than bad. He would want us to remember him full of life and not like his final 72 hours of life. That is how I remember him. He was after all, my buddy, my Wally.

[labblab]

Dear Marge,

Thank you so much for sharing Wally's sweet story with us. The tears are welling in my eyes when I think of your prayers on behalf of Wally and all the homeless babies of the world. As soon as I finish here, I am going to our special candle-lighting site to add a little prayer of my own.

As you have said, there will never be another Wally. He remains a treasured spirit, unique and forever loved. It is our privilege to join you in celebrating his spirit, and in offering you our ongoing support.

Your tribute to Wally is so special and so dear. Thank you so much for sharing it with us.

Many hugs to you, Marge, always in loving memory of your precious little boy ~
Marianne

[sunimist]

((Hugs)) and prayers for you Marge, and loving memories of sweet little Wally P.

Shelba and Suni~~

[Wally P's Mom]

Thanks to all of you that have read or posted over the years. I have appreciated all of your support.

I know you will be here when I need you. I will check in every now and then and light a candle for my Wally.

Some of this right now is just too hard to read. I need to let Wally's spirit run free. There is just soo much of him here. Too many memories.

Marianne, thank you for the tribute. Shelba for your thoughts.

Thank you and God Bless Each of you and your Cushpups.

Marge

[Squirt's Mom]

Dear Marge,

Thank you so much for letting us share in honoring Wally P's life with you. He was such a special little guy and we hold him in our hearts always...as will you.

Take time to heal yourself, do what you must to grieve and let the healing begin. Just know that you have many watching over you and holding you in their thoughts and prayers as you offer up your own for others.

Hugs,
Leslie and the gang

[clydetheboosmom]

Oh no :( I'm so very sorry. (((hugs)))

Lynne, Bailey & Angel Clyde

[fivebichons]

Dear Marge,
I am so very sorry for the loss of your precious Angel Wally. Thank you for sharing your story. It brought tears to my eyes. I am glad you have Fritz, and that you still know that you will have enough love to eventually open up your heart to another precious one when the time is right. I think it is wonderful that you made a donation to DR in honor of Wally. There are so many homeless pets out there due to this economy. It does make a difference even if you don't see it. What a wonderful tribute to Wally. What a special little boy.
Hugs to you,
Heidi and the fluffers

[Wally P's Mom]

Three months, seems like an eternity, seems like yesterday. I miss him all the same.

[Squirt's Mom]

I know what you mean, Marge. The healing can seem so slow. But I promise it does get better. Time doesn't really heal, it just gives us a chance to adjust and adapt. For a long time, I wanted the pain to stop, to go away and not come back. But I have come to understand the pain is simply an expression of the love. The bonds formed by that love will never break, those "ties that bind" will last for eternity.

You are not alone, Marge. We are here anytime.

Hugs,
Leslie

[Wally P's Mom]

Thanks for your support.

I do remember Wally often at the candles page.

Last week was 4 months. Time has stood still and has moved on. I found a stash of toys for Wally a couple weeks back. I thought he should of played with each one before he took ill. Although we never knew how sick he was. I packed his toys in with these new ones and placed them on the shelf in a tote with his name on it. It is all that I have left of him. I miss him immensely. Not a day goes by and he does not creep into my thoughts.

Today, I watched the birth of a litter of doxie puppies. They were born of a dog who was in the MWDR rescue. It brought me great joy looking at those little babies. They have the world by the tail.

Fritz and I are surviving the heat. He has made friends with the neighbor dogs but I don't think he wants anybody new in the house,yet.

I have learned to squeeze him extra tight. I have always loved all my boys and girl. Now that it is just Fritz, I cherish my time with him all the more. He goes with me where ever he can go. The heat is just as bad as the freezing cold and he stays home.

I am still adjusting about not going to the vet every month. I don't know how I worked that into my schedule. Somehow I just did.

Yes, time will dull the pain and eventually the end of his days won't be so vivid. I won't recall the hour by hour timeline. However, I will remember his happier days. Wally grading papers with me and cooking in the kitchen. He was forever by my side and I think he will always be.

Yes, someday I will be smitten with another pup. Not yet.

Give your furbabies all an extra squeeze tonight in memory of Wally P.

Marge and Fritz

[Wally P's Mom]

Just checking in on the 6 month anniversary of Wally's passing. In 2 weeks, he would of been 12. I miss him dearly, but I do hold him tightly in my heart as I promised him I would.

Marge

[mytil]

Marge,

I am so very glad you have checked in - it is good to hear from you. I know it will take some time and I hope you are doing okay and that at times you may find yourself smiling at one of the memories of your sweet boy. Please continue to check in.

My continued (((((hugs)))))
Terry

[gpgscott]

Marge, and as you are holding WP, I am holding you and all of my dearly passed and all of those I have had the privilege to come to know here.

May we all be blessed.

Scott

[Wally P's Mom]

Greetings All:

Just checking in.

Tomorrow will mark the 10 months since Wally passed to the bridge. We made it through the holidays and remembered him with his song (Jim Brickman's "Coming Home for Christmas"). This year Wally did go home for Christmas.

I hold Fritz tighter each and every day and live it like it would be our last. Next month will be difficult because it is the month where Wally's problems surfaced and Lady had a horrific nose bleed which signaled her nose cancer. I hate Valentine's Day because it hold these bad memories. I still cherish the good ones more.

I find the way that I explain Wally's passing growing shorter over time. I don't take out the ultra sound pictures to everyone that I explain it to. I just say he passed of dual adrenal tumors invading his vena cava or in other words a blocked heart.

Wally is still at the foremost part of my thoughts, but the pain of that day has dulled.

My way of healing was to purchase little pieces of art from an Art-o-Mat machine. It helped significantly. However, what has helped more was to pass them on to somebody that was having a bad day or need some healing. Today, I passed on one of the last pieces that I have. I gave it to a wife of a co-worker that just died. I hope it helps her like it had helped me.

Is there a new puppy in our lives? No. We have Fritz and he has really stepped up and became a different dog since Wally passed. Fritz has really no interest in sharing his big bed with another puppy. My sister brought over one of her dogs for a visit on Christmas. He did not know how to react when her dog snapped at Fritz for passing by the bone she was chewing.

I still think of all of you and pray that my message reaches you in good health and the your cushpups are stable and well.

Marge

[mytil]

Oh Marge,

Thank you for checking in - I was wondering how you were doing. I know these anniversaries can be really hard and are marked by sadness as the specific memories resurfaces at these holidays. Over time I surely hope you have been able to smile just a bit.

What a wonderful idea - we have one of those Art-o-Mat machines in our local art gallery too and I am sure those you have given them to will cherish these little tokens of your love and very big heart.

Always in Loving Memory of your sweetie pies - Wally and Lady. Give Fritz big smoochies from me and stay in touch.
Terry

[labblab]

Dear Marge,

I, too, thank you so much for writing and reconnecting with us once again. Stories of each and every healing journey are important and meaningful to us all. It is the fabric that binds us in our collective memories and friendship. Above all, it allows us to join in honoring the lives and spirits of our precious companions.

I am doubly grateful for your post because I had never heard of an Art-o-Mat machine, and I've discovered that there is one not all that far from me, too!!!!! What a neat thing! And what a sweet gesture on your part -- to pass the healing along.

We will be here in February, too, if you should choose to write. The anniversaries are indeed so hard. I hope that having some company may help to lighten the burden a bit.

Sending many hugs,
Marianne

[Squirt's Mom]

Hi Marge,

I hope this Valentine's Day brings you nothing but cause for laughter, joy, and happy memories.

Hugs,
Leslie

[Wally P's Mom]

Hello Friends:

Today marks the anniversary of what was the beginning of the end of Wally's physical journey here on Earth. It was one year ago that we found a huge tumor on what appeared to be attached to his liver. Little did we know what the US revealed the next day and what Wally had already figured out already.

Those three days seem like such a blur now. The pain that I felt is much duller today than it was a year ago. I can think straight today and know that we did all that we could for Wally. I miss him terribly and probably always will. He creeps into my dreams and it is like he is still with me.

This week we focus on the positive. I am thankful that Fritz is with us and that my little puppy will be a teenager on Saturday. Last year, it was not much of a party for his birthday around here. I need to make up for it this year. Lots of corn beef and birthday cake for Fritz.

Puppy, you may ask? Not yet. Fritz is keeping me busy.

Please hug your puppies tightly tonight in memory of Wally. He sure would of liked that and a belly rub too....

Marge and Fritz

[mytil]

(((hugs))) Marge. I know little Wally is watching over you and Fritz.

I will always remember your Wally.
Terry

[Wally P's Mom]

Hello All:

Fritz and Wally were like brothers, so I am sure Wally wouldn't mind me remembering Fritz here. It has been 10 months since his passing. Not a day goes by without my thinking of him and I can't tell you how many times Chewy has been called Fritz. I loved Fritz and still do. Chewy hasn't filled that hole in my heart but my heart has stretched to find room for Chewy.

Missing my Fritz and remembering him today.
Marge

[Joan2517]

Dear Marge,

Sending loving thoughts your way...it's been 6 months since I lost Lena and I feel the same as you. The hole in my heart is still empty, but Sibbles has moved in and doesn't mind being called Lena a lot of times...she must think it's her nickname!

[Allison]

Marge, hugs.

You've so wonderfully expressed how I imagine many of us feel. Gizmo is forever missed, but my heart has been stretched to include other pets.