Riley was my 5 year old English Pointer mix but he might as well have been human. I got him off Craigslist about 3 years ago - a couple of girls had rescued him from a shelter but didn't have time for him. I got him for free and they threw in a bag of food in too...to date, it's the best deal I've ever found on Craigslist.
He had this funny way of sitting. It looked like a little old man with a hunched back...the first time he did it, I couldn't help but laugh and wonder if he was doing something weird to get my attention. I can only guess it was due to being house in a crate too small for him. The tip of his tail had been broken and never healed right so it was bent in a right angle. Didn't slow down the speed of wagging it though. He had a habit of running in circles over and over until I would open a door for him - never seen another dog do that before. He was extremely shy of loud noises or sudden movements. Skittish when scooting furniture around or sweeping the floor (especially the vacuum). I would be extra careful to avoid any of those things around him...
He almost died not long after I got him. The vet didn't know what happened but guessed it was poison. I spent almost $1000 in bills (I didn't have it) but I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Afterwards, I joked that he was the most expensive free dog I'd ever had.
A group of buddies and I were playing cards in the garage the night before and, as is customary with our cigar smoking, we had the garage door open a bit. Riley never liked being alone so I would let him come out sometimes but he would always sneak towards the door to see if he could get out. I would always catch him and call him back but this night I was too busy focusing on the game and he snuck out without my noticing...that moment will haunt me forever.
I launched a mini rescue campaign with my friend and the neighbor but it was much too dark to see anything. I knew I would have to hit it again the next day and I did - fliers, pics, biz cards, etc. It was then I came across a lady who said she saw a dog matching his description lying in the road earlier that morning and I prayed she was wrong. I had just returned from Animal Services but decided to call and ask if they had picked up any dead animals that morning and they said yes... I needed to come by and identify.
The whole way there I had a knot in my stomach and knew what I would find when I got there. Surely enough, it was him and I thought it hurt then but I find the grief is amplified even more so now... It's only been a day but I don't see this leaving anytime soon. I can barely breathe. I'm so depressed I don't want to do anything. I walk around the house and see him everywhere. I go in the back yard and he's not chasing the birds or squirrels...no happy Riley to greet me...nothing. I feel completely devastated and undeserving. I don't know how to handle this sort of thing. I was clinically depressed years ago and I've not been that sad until now...I'm in utter despair.
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