Kelly: Dog escapes, travels miles to site of owner's funeral

[goclark]

17. What a gift Dogs Are!

This was a reply to a DU Post regarding a Dog that visited the sick in hospital and made them feel better ----

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My precious Maltese did this without any training
Posted by goclark in General Discussion (1/22-2007 thru 12/14/2010)
Mon Aug 10th 2009, 08:20 AM
He was 11 when he died.

1. One evening I was sitting on the couch watching television. All of a sudden I thought I was having a heart attack. Like Superman ~ Muffy jumped in my lap and started licking me all over my face -- I mean frantically!!! He would not stop!!

When he did stop,he was panting he was so exhausted.

When he stopped I realized that the attack had stopped but I still called 911.... They found out that it was a reaction to a Medication I had been taking.

He just sat there looking at me and sitting right at my feet. He would not take his eyes off of me.

2. I had a pet sitter for Muffy and she told me that when her dog had seizures Muffy would put his paw on her 60 pound dog's paw until the seizure was over.It was hard to believe.

Later she told me that she had told Muffy to come and get her whenever "Baby" was having a seizure. Muffy would rush to find her.

3.One night I was doing the Prep for my colon test.I had to run to the bathroom when the medicine started to work.

You know how that goes -- I staggered out of the bathroom and Muffy had mirrored my experience! He has runny bowels like I had never seen him have ever!

4.The sitter told me that one evening Muffy ran up the stairs barking out of control. He kept barking until she followed him down stairs. He led her to the kitchen and somehow gas was escaping. My Little Muffy led her to it.

5.I had some female surgery and was sent home from the hospital with all those wires etc. I was afraid that Muffy would get wrapped up in the wires but he never did. He sat by me and/or followed me night and day.

I was so afraid that while I was sleeping he would accidentally touch me and bother the stitches - he never did. The Dr. said I would be able to go back to work in about 6 weeks. One morning I woke up and Muffy was walking across my stomach! Nothing hurt! I was well almost six weeks to the day.

6.My Mother was called in the middle of the night - her best friend had died. Mom was not crying but she went to bed and I went to bed in my room. I woke up and looked for Muffy in his favorite spot at the foot of my bed. He was not there -- he was with my Mom. Snuggled up close to her. I tried to get him to go with me but he growled at me as if to say " How Dare You!" He slept with her for 4 nights. How did he know that she was grieving?

When the Vet realized that Muffy had only a few days to live, he gently told me that he found it worked best for the owner to be there when the final Medication was given.

I told him I couldn't bear to watch but I found myself holding Muffy in my arms following the Vet. I looked and my 88 yr. Mom was right behind me.

The doctor gave him the Med and Muffy never took his eyes off of me.
He looked directly at me as if only the two of us were present. Helicked my nose and he went softly to sleep.

I can't stop crying now but through my tears I am so moved that so many people will be helped by this finding. This News would make Muffy so happy! He is probably saying, " I tried to tell you we could do it!"