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November 08, 2005

Rest In Peace, Schweet Schmacks

I'm so sorry Sis.

Posted by Mr. Bingley at November 8, 2005 11:16 AM


My condolences. It's tough to lose such a loving friend.

Posted by: Ken Summers at November 8, 2005 11:34 AM

now I feel bad for having made fun of him in his sweater...sorry to hear he is gone.

Posted by: WunderKraut at November 8, 2005 11:41 AM

Deepest sympathy on the loss of your friend. :(

Posted by: Suzette at November 8, 2005 11:53 AM

Oh, no! I'm so sorry, THS. ::big hug::

Posted by: Lisa at November 8, 2005 12:01 PM

Oh man. My condolences, THS.

Posted by: Cullen at November 8, 2005 12:03 PM

Sorry to hear Sis.

Posted by: Crusader at November 8, 2005 12:11 PM


Posted by: Andrea Harris at November 8, 2005 12:18 PM

My sincerest condolences, THS.

Posted by: Sharp as a Marble at November 8, 2005 12:59 PM

So sorry!!! :(

Posted by: Faith at November 8, 2005 01:01 PM

My condolences too, THS.

Posted by: Dave E at November 8, 2005 01:04 PM

So sorry, THS :(

Posted by: Tainted Bill at November 8, 2005 01:23 PM

So sorry to hear of your loss, ths.


Posted by: Rob at November 8, 2005 02:05 PM

So sorry!

We who choose to surround ourselves
with lives even more temporary than our
own, live within a fragile circle;
easily and often breached.
Unable to accept its awful gaps,
we would still live no other way.

-Irving Townsend

Posted by: Donnah at November 8, 2005 02:33 PM

Oh, that's quite sad... I'm sorry to hear it, Ms. Sister.

But be assured that even now he's chasing squirrels and gamboling through huge piles of leaves, and barking at a steady succession of delivery men, cars, and mail carriers - and it must surely be the most interesting place he's ever smelled...

Good dog, Schmacks. Good dog.

Posted by: Nightfly at November 8, 2005 03:42 PM

Sorry THS. It's like losing a family member.

Posted by: GALA at November 8, 2005 03:50 PM

Sorry to hear this, THS. My condolences.

Posted by: The_Real_JeffS at November 8, 2005 07:07 PM

Major Dad, Ebola, BooBoo and I want to thank you all from the bottom of our broken hearts. We were incredibly blessed to have the most wonderful houndie for such a wonderfully long time. This is so hard. Your taking the time to leave thoughts for us takes a little of the edge off the raw spot and we so appreciate it. We truly do. Thanks friends.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at November 8, 2005 07:40 PM

He was one of the best dogs ever and I bet he and Pignose are getting acquainted about now.

Posted by: kcruella at November 8, 2005 11:18 PM

I'm so sorry :( I'm sure he's in doggy heaven watching over you all.

Posted by: Cindermutha at November 9, 2005 08:42 AM

No words can stem the grief at the loss of such a loved one, but know how blessed you both are to have shared each others lives.

Posted by: stats at November 9, 2005 01:50 PM

What a great looking fellow. I'm so sorry for your loss.

Posted by: Emily at November 9, 2005 03:50 PM

I think it was James Thurber who said (and I paraphrase): "we give them the time we can spare and the love we can spare, and in exchange a dog gives us his absolute all. It's the best deal mankind has ever made."

My deepest condolences on the loss of your beautiful, loving friend.

Posted by: Bill Spencer at November 9, 2005 05:07 PM


Children will break your heart all your life...
But your pets will only break your heart once.

Posted by: kae at November 9, 2005 07:10 PM

Deepest sympathies for your loss. I've said goodbye to a few over the years, and I still miss them terribly.

Posted by: RebeccaH at November 9, 2005 07:16 PM

Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really. ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull

I'm so sorry - what a beautiful dog. Cherish your memories always.

Posted by: Angel at November 10, 2005 02:59 PM

What lovely, kind, wonderful doggie people have left their thoughts here and it's been hugely comforting for us, you have no idea. The blog has been it's own therapy, as Swillers here know, because I've gotten to foist pictures of my schweet wabbie in his latest 'stay warm' coat or sweater (to the general merriment of all, but, dang it, he was 152 years old or so!). Schmack Daddy was always a most accomodating model and I would tell him what everyone had written. (...well, everyone except Kraut's, bwahahaha!) He understood every word. That houndie could fly the space shuttle.

We appreciate all your kindness, gentle words and thoughts so much.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at November 10, 2005 05:12 PM

My deepest condolences for your loss - Schmacks looks like a beautiful doggy, and he's sure to be in a happy place now.

Posted by: Scott at November 17, 2005 01:58 PM