My partner and I have had 2 perts together. The first one was a newfoundland who he loved. He would talk about her to everyone.
Our current dog is a 12 year old St. Bernard who we adopted from the St. Bernard rescue organization. We adopted her the Saturday after 9/11. She is a wonderful, sweet, funny girl. She absolutely loved my partner and he loved her. He again told everyone about her. He had a professional photo taken of her at Christmas time to give me as a present. Got her while I was at work, took her to the photographer's and when I got home from work I was none the wiser. Had the package wrapped beautifully on Christmas day. Card said to Brokenhearted, the best mom a dog could have, signed my dogs name. This is an example of my sweet partner, before he decided he has always been unhappy with me.
We had stories of this dog together. The second day we had her we were sitting on the porch with her. She had a leash on but I had put it down as we were both right next to her. My dad came over, the dog got spooked and took off running down the street, with my dad, partner and I in pursuit.
I forgot to mention that at the end of my street is a park which borders the Erie Canal. When we got to the park we couldn't find our dog. Then we heard my dad yeLling "she's in the canal!"
She had run right through the park, over the edge into the canal!
I thought she was going to drown, one day after getting her. Luckily there were some other men in the park and my partner and these men formed a human chain to pull her up over the side of the canal, not an easy task.
The rescue of the St. Bernard became a story my partner shared with his friends and those he worked with.
When we ate she would poke her head under my partner's arm hoping for a treat.
My dog is now blind and elderly and one of the saddest sights I saw was me eating alone at the table and our dog sitting next to my partners chair waiting for her handout. My dog does miss him. When he was first gone she really moped around. Early on he stopped a couple of times to drop something off and it was like she perked up for days, her tail wagging, eating more. At first she wouldn't eat which is a red flag for a St. Bernard!
It is hard for me to know that he shows very little interest in her now. Will drop her medicine off when I am not here. Will say on the rare times we text that he will come see her but he doesn't.
My quandry now is that it is getting time for a decision about this sweet dog as she becomes more lame. I don't know what to do about my partner. Should I ask him to be with us if she is put to sleep. Will this send him deeper into depression. I also feel it will push him further away as right now she is our only contact. We do not have children.
Hugs and blessings