Tribute to My Dog Moebert My Heart and Soul

Tribute to Moebert

I Lost The Love of My Life,

My Dog Moebert

I lost Moe to cancer on June 3, 2010.

He was my buddy, my heart and soul.

This is the last post that I thought I would be writing so soon after we lost our other beloved dog Curley to cancer on April 23, 2010.

Not that I didn’t love Curley but Moebert was the love of my life, my heart and soul. I am so devastated over his lost that no words can express what I am feeling.

He was acting strange that morning when I left for work and I just thought there must be a storm coming. (He always was afraid of thunderstorms.) I thought that was the reason that he was so upset. Little did I know what I would find when I got home.

When he didn’t greet me at the door I knew something was wrong. He was lying on his bed, his mouth and nose were so cold even his whole body. He had labored breathing and was so weak. I went to call the Vet and when I came back into the room he was standing but not for very long. He looked so pale, I know that sounds odd but now that I look back at those last moments together he almost had a ghostly look about him when he was standing there staring at me. It was like he waited for me to get home and now he could say good-bye.

I took him to the Emergency Animal Vets because my Vet had left for the day. When I got there they came out with a gurney to take him in and said they were going to start oxygen and a IV right away and a few minutes after they took him back they came out and said he went into cardiac arrest and what did I want them to do…I told them everything they could to save my dog, he’s my life.

There was nothing they could do, they couldn’t bring him back. The Vet said he had a hemo-abdomen which was from a (hemangiosarcoma) which is a bleeding tumor in the spleen. When the tumor is located in the spleen or liver, the clinical sign is usually due to a rupture of the tumor that subsequently bleeds into the abdomen. The Vet said to confirm that she inserted a needle into his belly and pulled back a syringe full of blood (which she showed me), and that she was so sorry but there was really nothing that could have been done to save my Moebert.

They let me see him and ask what I wanted to do. I told them I am taking him home. So they said they would wrap him in a blanket and bring him out to me. I cried all the way home, it was a wonder with all the traffic that I made it home but I did and we dug the grave and made his casket and laid him to rest. My heart is so broken and empty I know that each day it will get better but right now I don’t think that day will ever come.

Everyone tells me that I shouldn’t feel guilty but I do so much that it is almost too painful to bear. My mind keeps saying what if, why I didn’t see things, why didn’t I do something, it’s too late now…

I really feel that I let both Moe and Curley down which I know will haunt me forever no matter what people say. I loved him more than life and I would have gladly have traded places with him.

The Little Boss Man

From day one when he came into the house he let Curley know that he was going to be top dog. He was so little he couldn’t even get up the steps without help but that didn’t make any difference.

He even ruled my sons’ three dogs with just a look, he wasn’t nasty or aggressive but they all showed him respect. As you can see in the picture below all three were bigger than him. Especially Bailey!

Dillion, Bailey and Tyler

He loved playing with his weasel ball (without the ball) he made a game out of any kind of treats; especially Porky Puffs or Porkhide Bones you gave him.

My friend Hope said, “I believe that everyone gets that one dog in life that is the one you will never quite stop missing, the one that has a place in your heart that will be treasured always.”

I believe she was right, I have had other dogs in my life and I have loved them all but Moebert to me was a one of a kind, his personality, his loyalty, his unconditional love that he showed everyone that came into his life. He always greeted everyone with his Lipizzan horse prance or his big paw hand shake.

All the words in the world cannot express the magnitude of the loss that I feel for the loss of my Moebert. No time on earth is long enough to share our love with our pets or to prepare our hearts for saying good-bye. Life brings tears, smiles and memories. The tears will dry, the smiles will fade, but the memories will live on forever.

That is why I made this “Tribute to Moebert Video”. I watch this so many times during the day and night because it brings me closer to what I have lost….

My Moebert

My World, My Heart and Soul.

My (Moedawg) may be gone from my touch, but he will never be gone from my heart or my memories. The untimely death of my dog Moebert has turned my world upside down.

In Memory of Moebert

1999 – 2010

R. I. P.

Till We See Each Other Again

You are now with your buddy Curley playing at Rainbow Bridge.

Both Moebert and Curleys’ other buddy Hunter.

Is wondering what happen and misses them both very much.

Always Forever In Our Hearts

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10 Responses
  1. John says:

    Hi Alice;

    I’m so deeply sorry for your sad losses, and can feel the pain in your every word. But I also see something far bigger than grief no matter how cruelly it has torn your life and your world apart – love.

    Nobody could love their pets more than you do, or take more care of them. It’s always painful when it comes time to say goodbye to a friend who means the whole world to you; however you did everything you possibly could for Moe and Curley, as you’re still doing for Hunter. As hard as it is, the future would only have led to more pain & discomfort for them, and no dog likes to feel old and crippled when inside, all they want to do is run like crazy and play as they’ve always done.

    They’re free now, but you have to live with the painful memories – however please try hard to focus on all the good times too: none of us, dogs or humans, are immortal, but to love and have been loved, is the greatest gift you could give to them, and you’ve done that.

    Thanks doesn’t seem appropriate here, but you’ve also written a beautiful tribute to your lovely dogs, which other people {like me} will read and appreciate forever, so in one way you have made them kind of immortal……..they still touch our hearts even now.

    Take Care,


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  3. misty wolf says:

    hey i am so sorry about what happed i know how you feel i have a dog named rocky he as rabid growing cancer he is only 4 years old my mom as to take him in and have him put too sleep but she dont want too but we have too do what is best for him we love him alot and we cry alot about him we dont know what we are going too do with out him at all but we know he will be in a better place playing with your dogs and we know thay are wateing too cross the brige with us some day he loves too give us high fives and he smiles and he love too lay next too my mom every night i think it cute and when my sister michelle wouled get sick he wouled lay by her too he is a vary good dog and my mom was wondering how did you make a video like that because she wants too make one for rocky after he gos well please get back too us when you can and i am so sorry agin and i loved the video you made but it made me cry but i liked it was way good well bye.

  4. Alice says:

    Misty I too am sorry to hear about your Rocky and I feel your pain. The hardest thing is knowing when to let go but you will when it is time because Rocky will let you know. I sent you a private email I hope it helps with your pain. Alice

  5. NIcole says:

    Hi Alice…I came across your site when searching for answers about Hemangiosarcoma and I read your store about your dog, Moebert. I am so sorry for your loss and I understand the pain you have gone through and the love you had for your dog. I lost my Lucas, a big, beautiful German Shepherd, to HSA this past Labor Day, 2010. It’s been almost 3 weeks since he’s been gone and I have a huge, gaping hole in my heart. I feel like my time with Lucas was cut short as he was just 8 1/2 when he died. He, too, did not show any signs up until about 2 weeks before he died and we didn’t know he had Cancer until the day he died. I am suffering more with the death of my Lucas more than I have over losing some family members. He was my first baby boy and I really viewed him that way. I feel like I’ve lost a child and I can’t believe I won’t see him again for a long time. I miss his soft fur, his big old tongue licking me, his bark, his smell and his smart, inquisitive eyes looking at me. There are reminders of him everywhere(his bowl, his bed with his name on it, his beloved red ball, his hair everywhere and countless pictures) and I cry when I see them. There is an emptyness in our house and yard. I have so much guilt, too, over his death. Here is story I sent to my GSD-List. I thought I would share it with you as it helps to talk to others who truly understand:

    “My first two children were my dogs,GSD Lucas and my Golden Sydney. I rescued Lucas at 12 weeks old from North Texas German Shepherd Rescue and then we rescued Sydney, the Golden, one month later. The dogs were about the same age and grew up together. They loved each other so much just as we loved them. My Lucas grew into a beautiful, very large majestic dog. He was beautiful not only outside but he had a heart of gold. Lucas saw me through the birth of my two beautiful children. He was our protector and he would go outside with my daughter every time she played in the backyard. He slept in my daughter’s room to keep the bad dreams and bad things away. He licked our tears and was a very good listener. He was so sensitive, sweet and loyal to us yet to those who didn’t know him, he was an imposing creature. He hovered around 90-100 pounds in his life and stood 28” tall at his shoulders, but he was just our big old lover. He loved to play ball, play with his sister Sydney, play with his human children and go on long walks with us. He made our days brighter even if he was just lying beside us! He loved to lean into us and rub his big old head against our bodies. He was the first GSD I had ever owned and the absolute smartest, most intuitive dog I’ve ever had. I swear he knew many words and could even read our minds! We loved this dog so much and he loved us probably even more.

    We lost our 8 ½ year old Lucas this past Labor Day unexpectedly and we are changed forever. We didn’t realize he had Cancer until he started showing outward signs but apparently it was too late. After having some bloodwork come back abnormal about 2 weeks ago, the vets were trying different things to figure out what was going on. In the meantime, he began to not really want to eat much(which was very strange for him) and we noticed his distended stomach. I took him in on Monday and we were advised to take him to a vet hospital right away. Blood was aspirated from his stomach, we opted for surgery to remove a tumor on his spleen but when they opened him up the tumor was on his spleen, liver and around his stomach. The vet called us with the bad news. Rather than sewing him up and bringing him back home, we decided to have him put to sleep. We knew that bringing him home would be for us, not for him, but that was the hardest decision and the quickest we had to ever make. We weren’t there when they operated, we weren’t there when he died and we are so guilty about this and we just want to know we did the right thing. We loved that dog and always wanted to do right by him and we felt in his last hours he was alone with strangers and that kills us. There were some things we didn’t expect and some things out of our control but we regret not being able to see him at least before he went into surgery(the xray machine broke so they asked us to just check him into the hospital and leave him to get prepared for surgery. We had been there with him for 3 hours doing tests and waiting for the xray machine to get fixed). I did tell him I loved him when I left and that I’d be back to get him. Little did we know, we would not be back to get him. It happened so fast and the doctors did what they had to do but it’s been really hard on us. We are all in disbelief over his passing and are grieving. He was only 8 1/2 , which I know is a Senior for his size, but until the last two weeks he just didn’t seem old! I always thought he’d live to 12 as he was always so healthy. I never ever thought he’d outlive my Golden, who was born with congenital heart disease. Every day we have with her is a gift. Each day for 8 ½ years with our Lucas was a gift, too.”

    We had him cremated and his box of ashes sits on our front table near a favorite spot of his on our wool rug. We wanted him to be inside with us as that was where he always was–right by us wherever we were. I think I loved that dog even more than I realized and his passing has taught me to always remember how fleeting life is and how we should live each day like it was our last.

    Thanks for listening!
    Nicole Kopec

  6. Alice says:

    Hi Nicole,

    Thank you so much for writing. I know what you are going through and I feel your pain, I am sorry for your loss. It has been almost 4 months since my Moebert passed away and I still have a hard time excepting that. He was my heart and like you his death has caused me more suffering than losing some of my family members also.

    My mother who is 90 is having health issues and I have people coming to the house to help with her. I told the family working that as bad as this may sound if my mom was to die tomorrow I would be sad but I would be happy for her because that is what she so desperately wants to do, but I would not be devastated as I was over my Moebert s death.

    If you read my blog we had lost his buddy Curley in April and Moe and our other dog Hunter stayed downstairs with him for 2 months before we made the decision to put him to sleep. Little did I know then that my Moe was suffering also because he absolutely no signs that he was sick, not even the lack of appetite the nor the distended stomach.

    The pain as eased some but there is not a day or night that goes by that I don’t think about him. I miss him more than anything else in my life.

    I did get another dog from the shelter…not for me but for Hunter so he would not be by himself and I think that was the right choice. As for another dog for me I know there is one that will help my heart heel and even though Bando is a great dog he is not the one that is going to do that. I will kow when the right one comes into my life and so will you when the time is right.

    I wish you all the best and if you ever want to talk you know where to find me.


  7. Dean Gaskarth says:

    Hi Alice,

    I came across your webpage while trying to understand Hemangiosarcoma. I had to put down my best friend in the world yesterday because of this horrible disease. Everything I have read on your website describes how I am feeling. On Sunday I had a happy healthy dog, on Monday my day went exactly as yours did, except I was able to bring Slick home to spend one last night with my best friend. It was really nice to find your website and be able to relate to you and others over just how quick and surreal the experiance of this disease is. Part of me still expects to find him at the door when I get home tonight, like it has all been a dream. My buddy was 2 months shy of 9 years, which for a Bichon, isn’t all that old. The worst part of it all is my baby daughter won’t get to know what a wonderful dog he was. Thanks,

  8. Alice says:

    Hi Dean,

    I am so sorry about your dog Slick. One just never knows what each day will bring, everything can be prefect and be turned around in a instant. I never knew my Moebert was sick the whole time I was dealing with his buddy Curley and his illness he was slowly dying. It has been 7 months and I still look for him to great me at the door and I still look for him in the back yard and then reality sinks in. I feel your pain it is amazing how animals can be a big part of our lives and how mush of an emptiness they can leave when they are gone….but never forgotten.

  9. Dana Seay says:

    I am in morning for the loss of my babygirl Shera, I had to have her put to sleep two days ago and Im not dealing with it very well at all. Shera was 8 & a half years old and
    on 9-28-2010 the vet did blood work and said she Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia and
    started her on Prednisone and Antibiotics, she seem to be gettin better but was’nt cause
    this past Monday the vet did an X-Ray and it showed her heart was way enlarged and
    she had tumars all in her stomach so I had to tell her for the last time that I Love her.
    The vet noticed her left eye was bulged out right before we had to put her to rest!!!!
    I’m not doing so good, Shera was my shadow for 8 & 1/2 yrs. I dont work & all of my
    time was spent with Shera. I NEED PRAYER

  10. Alice says:

    Hi Dana, I am so sorry for your loss of your baby girl Shera. I know what you are feeling all to well. It has been almost 8 months since I lost my Moebert and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t think about him. I will keep you in my prayers that you will somehow find peace in your heart and that the pain in your heart will start to mend. Although I can tell you it is not easy because to have loved a pet more than life it self and to loose them is one of the hardest heart ache to get over. You have to remember all the good times you and Shera shared together and smile knowing one day you will meet again at the Rainbow Bridge.

    My Heart and Prayers go out to you,


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