<-for you <-- for Titan. I know he'll be missed terribly when the time comes.
No, that's not weird Southern!Weird huh... but I love him and I don't even know him.
Aww, what a sweet, heroic, wonderful dog Titan is! Thank you for sharing this @Ferguson K, that was beautiful! It must be so hard to see your four-legged friend like this!I got Titan when I was ten, maybe eleven years old. He wasn't my first dog, but he will surely be the first dog to leave an impression. That being said, I have seen many dogs come and go in my short life. A dog is only here for a whisper compared to the noise we leave in our wake.
Titan came in yelling.
One morning in May as I was coming home from school, I happened to see a dog tied up to a tire on the side of the road. I stopped and untied him. He followed me home. He was hyper, rambunctious, destructive, loud, smart, off the wall, sensitive, brilliant, patient, kind, protective, and most importantly, mine. We went EVERYWHERE together. If I was out riding my horse? Guess where he was. Right behind me. If I was off on my bike? Right behind me. Off for school or training? At home guarding my mother. He can't go everywhere. He's a dog.
Titan has seen the birth of many litters of puppies and kittens. Cleaned them side by side with their mothers. He has whined and paced the incubator during hatch times when the chicks are coming. He LOVES babies. Even baby humans. Titan has always been some sort of special.
When I was seventeen, Titan took a bullet for me. A shot gun blast right to the hip. He survived.
He once got kicked in the head by my horse so hard you could see brain tissue. I carried his limp body, while I screamed for help, back to the barn. The vet said he wouldn't survive. He did.
Titan once fell out of the back of a moving vehicle. Again, he survived.
Titan stayed with my mother for four years while she lived alone and dealt with an empty nest. Only to come back to me faithful and loving as ever when I was finally done being young and dumb. He survived.
Now, 14 and riddled with cancer, I can only close my eyes and try to think of every memory he has lain on so SO many lives. This will be the only dog I ever have a funeral for. There's to many people that want to be by his side as he's lain to rest. He's touched many lives.
He is great at rounding up loose poultry. Great at telling you where the 'babies' are. He can even tell someone they're pregnant before they know it. He told my best friend all three times, and my sister twice. This dog is just... Special. The big red dog.
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Titan helped Skylar ( nephew ) learn to walk, run, and play.
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He was always patient.
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Titan helped us make poor decisions in music as teenagers.
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When times got tough? Titan didn't judge us. He jumped right in the back of that old pickemup and said where are we going? Lets do this!
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Always right behind me. Even when we were so broke we could only afford rice for everyone. Including the dogs.
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His face tells his entire story.
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Sometimes, though, he just wants a bite of pizza.
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This old man is covered in cancerous lumps. He will bite you if you reach for his feet. He will let you do anything you want... just don't reach for his feet! He has been my right hand man for many years. He has been the rock my mother stood on when she made some bad decisions in her life. He has been the baby sitter to many. The watchman for more. The protector, the guardian, the wise man. His throne is the couch. His crown isn't needed to know he is king.
We were told six months ago we would be lucky to see him make it through Christmas. At that time, Titan couldn't walk. He had taken a bad fall from the front porch and had major spinal swelling. They didn't think it would go away. He's not only walking again, but riding. We went on a SLOW SHORT ride a few weeks ago, and he did just fine.
Although he now has a permanent limp, we can all still close our eyes and picture the young dog who ran everywhere he went. Who once leapt through a glass window to go get between my mother and the neighbor, who was brutally attacking her. Who once bit and held on even after taking a gun shot. The dog who has touched so many is oh so happy in his retirement.
I just can not say enough about him.
Fourteen. Going on three.
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@Southern by choice this is for you. He's my one of a kind.