The Mellotron Group

In a message dated 8/6/2008 10:13:28 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time,  wonggster
@gmail.com writes:

Frank,   


Sorry to hear this. Any bad thing that happens to a dog tears me  up.


If it ever happens again.  If you can scam a Trocar chest needle  from a 
doctor or a nurse you can use it to relieve the pressure to get to the  ER. A 
sharpened metal turkey baster will work too but is nasty, very hard to  insert. It 
is like a temporary gut tracheotomy.  I had to save a US bred  shep we were 
watching once. It was scary but it worked until we got him to  Penn Vet. 


gino



 
Thanks for the information, Gino. I got him to the vet in time but he could  
not survive the surgery.  Here is my post about him on another list. There  is 
also a file attached.
 
 
"If a Dog Be Well Remembered"
(by Ben Hur Lampman from the Sept. 11,  1925 Portland Oregonian) 
We are thinking now of a dog, whose coat was flame in the  sunshine and who, 
so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an  unworthy thought. This 
dog is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of  garden loam, and at 
its proper season the cherry strews petals on the lawn of  his grave. Beneath 
a cherry tree or an apple or any flowering shrub of the  garden is an 
excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such  shrubs, he slept in the 
drowsy summer or gnawed at a flavorous bone or lifted  head to challenge some 
strange intruder. 
These are good places, in life or  in death.

Yet it is small matter. For if a dog be well remembered,  if sometimes he 
leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling,  laughing, begging, 
it matters not at all where the dog sleeps. On a hill where  the wind is 
unrebuked and the trees roaring, or beside a stream he knew in  puppyhood, or 
somewhere in the flatness of a pastureland where most exhilarating  cattle graze. It 
is all one to the dog, and all one to you, and nothing is  gained and nothing 
is lost -- if memory  lives.

But there is one best place to bury a dog.
If you bury  him in this spot, he will come to you when you call -- come to 
you over the  grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, 
and to your  side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they 
shall not growl  at him, nor resent his coming, for he belongs there. People 
may scoff at you,  who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who 
hear no whimper,  people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, 
for you shall know  something that is hidden from them, and which is well 
worth knowing. 

The  one best place to bury a dog is in the heart of his  master. 




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