Sunday, September 09, 2007

gone


I tried to finish the last post, but my heart wouldn't let me. Today, my dog TJ is gone. sigh. Back story for those who don't know. My sister is "mentally delayed" she is 14 but doesn't know how to talk and has lower intellectual & motor skills then others her age. She has always been this way, and myself and the family have come to accept that. She is still a very active, smiling young girl, and that's my sister. The doctor decided that maybe it would help my sister's speech if she was to have a dog. So we went on a mission to get one. We finally found TJ, a small Pomeranian/chiwawa mixed dog. For the first couple of months, TJ lived with my mother and my sister, but the housing complex didn't allow dogs. So TJ lived with me. My mother would take him on the weekends.

So my mother had him in the car, and saw somebody she knew. She pulled over to talk to the person, and my sister opened the door, and TJ ran out of the car into a small park. By the time my mother realized it, she couldn't see him in sight. I get a call with her hysterically crying telling me that TJ is gone. I calm her down, and borrow Fuzzy's car to go find him. Nothing.

What makes matters worst is that my mother just gave him a bath, and forgot to put his dog chain which has our number and address on it just in case he got lost.

I can't believe my dog is gone. He is to far to sniff his way back home. We live in a huge city with thousands of people. I wouldn't be surprised if somebody snatched him up. Or worst he got into an accident...

I'm trying not to be upset about it because, I mean its only a dog. But he was my dog.

22 comments:

ThisMightBeMe said...

Awwwwww.......I don't know what to say. I can only imagine how you feel. They don't call them man's best friend for no reason.

lj said...

Sorry Man

Kensilo said...

Sorry to hear that Shawn

Soldier said...

omg, sorry 2 hear that man !

i know exactly how it feels, mine found its way out under the fence and got hit by a car, i was 12 at the time and it got me depressed for weeks

but u're a big boy lol, so you wont have to go through that

Tyson said...

I was almost in tears myself when you told me. I see the hurt in your eyes and pray that you find TJ. He is a bark of life to everyone who enters 694.

Darius T. Williams said...

sorry to hear about your dog.

Andre J. Allen II said...

i hope you find your dog

Dayne Avery said...

Awww. Don't even get me started on dogs. I love those little things. Honestly, it's gonna hurt for a while even though as you put it TJ was "just" a dog. But, TJ will be ok. Maybe he will somehow find his way back--things work out like that sometimes.

Omar Ramon said...

dang when did this happen? don't nobody tell me nothin!! DAMN DAMN DAMN!!
even tho he peed o me nd barked ALL DaMn dAY lONG...i liked him...sometimes. aww

fuzzy said...

ummm Omar, You were MIA yesterday! Thats when it happened. I Dropped shawn off at work this morning, but let the truth be told, I miss him too. Yea I called him a bitch, even a gay dog! I liked him though... I always wanted a dog and Tj was the closest thing I had. I went to look for him this morning. Walked around downtown and all the areas around where he was lost. Nothing and it started to rain GREAT! I Finally made it back to the car after walkin 10 minutes in the rain and was severly soaked. I HATE WET HAIR!!! But i wanted to find TJ. I'll still look later on today. I want him home! :,(

Enigmatic1 said...

Awww...I hope your TJ will find his way back home!

Jay said...

Wow am I the last to know about tj. Hmmm....

mr said...

Check the shelters in the area.People will realize he isn't your typical stray and either adopt and take care of him or turn him over to a shelter. Also, as corny as it sounds, if you have pictures, put up the "Missing dog - Reward" flyers and offer like 50 Bucks.

Promiscuous X said...

Awww TJ come back home. Shawn its gone b okay. Tj is a smart dog. He'll come home some how.

Jersey Brotha said...

Sorry to hear that man. I liked your dog (and he seemed to like me too). Hope everything turns out for the best.

kennyking78 said...

Shawn, I am sooooooooo sorry to hear this!!!!

I don't even have any words of comfort. My chest tightened just reading this.

Rodney said...

Aw man... I'm sorry about TJ. Although I may appear to be indifferent to pets, I have a soft spot... I had a pomeranian too. It really is like losing a member of the family and the void is hard to fill. The upside for me was increased mobility. I could get the hell up and go, but my grandparents doted on that that dog and I believe he kept them going. Mourn the loss and get another one. And you never know... you might hear a little bark early one morning.

Ty said...

Say it ain't so!!! TJ (Bitch) was loved man. I loved that thang, and you know we had a connection. If you received it from the mission, it may have a chip under its coat. Check with the mission. If that is the case they can have a satellite track him. I got a dog back like that, yeah it works.

One Man’s Opinion said...

Just a dog? I think not….How about a companion and a friend? I am very sorry about the lost of you and your sister’s dog. Dogs are very resilient creatures so maybe he will make his way back home. Anyway, I am sorry about your lost. I know I don’t know you, but the story touched me.

Forge said...

The lost of a family pet is always difficult. I hope he comes home. Just a dog? A chair is just a chair, when there is no one sitting there, but dog is a friend damn it! And I mean that. They give love unconditionally. I am truly sorry that TJ is gone.

Simeon said...

Hey dude, it's Sim. Been gone for a minute but now i'm back. Sorry to hear about ur dog and the job situation. it's clear that you're in tune with the Divine, so no need to tell you that "I have...got a feeling...everything is gonna be alright..."

stay up!
Sim

ShawnQt said...

I just want to say thank you to everybody who left a comment, it really helped out a lot in dealing with my emotions.

I miss him still.

We have printed out flyers and plan to put them around the neighborhood, called the pound, and hopefully he shows up.

A part of me wants to let go, and a part of me doesn't. I'm not going to give up hope and pray that he returns. But life goes on, and I got to keep it moving...