I've never cried as much as I did today. I've been fortunate to not lose anyone really close to be. I can't stop replaying different moments and memories that I have of him. He always brought a smile to my face and was always extremely happy to see me when I came home. I have no one to curl up and lay right next to me or beg to get onto my bed. After Oscar would climb onto my bed, he had a smirk on his face like he was king of the world. That alone brings me to tears.
I hope this only gets easier because I cannot do anything to get him off my mind. He was a huge part of this family and it leaves a big hole now that he's gone. I still can't help thinking what it was like for him before he passed away. I hope he wasn't in pain and it just felt like a stomach ache. He must have felt something since he went poo multiple times in the room. When did he pass away and what caused it? I wish I knew the answers but I can only fill the holes with my guesses. He died on his side (his favorite position to sleep) and his eyes were partly open. I feel bad because he could have been crying for help but everyone was asleep and when we woke up he was as stiff as a board, meaning he was probably dead for a little bit.
I know I'm writing a lot on this but he means so much to me and this is the best way for me to share my feelings and thoughts and to remember him the way he should be remembered. I didn't think that I would be so emotional, but I definitely showed that today. Feel free to write your favorite Oscar memories here if you'd like. Thanks.
RIP Oscar, you will never be forgotten.
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I have no idea where you were when this happened, but of course you heard about it...
When Oscar got skunked and Paul and Emily and I went crazy trying to make him smell better -- looking up crazy concoctions on the Internet to wash him in, running to the store to get douches(!), so it wouldn't sting his eyes when we tried to wash his face, and he behaved so well through the entire thing because he knew what was going on.
Falling asleep with him on the couch, watching him trying to run away from Dylan, and just seeing that someone was excited to see me when I came by to drop off the accordion when school finally ended...
He wasn't my dog, but I sure wish he was. Bye Oscar.
The skunk memory is definitely one of the most... well, memorable to me. But besides that, I always think of trying to teach tricks. When I tried to teach him to fetch, he did it one time, so I thought he had learned it, but he never did it again. And you could just forget about rolling over, come on. Also, any time he ever shook your hand, he would do it with his left paw. Guess we was left-pawed.
That reminds me of all the noise he would intentionally make. If he felt he wasn't getting enough attention, he would just paw at random objects that he thought would make noise. He would scratch air vents, door stops, guitars, or even your arm or face in rare cases if he felt you were ignoring him for too long.
And let's not forget about the smoke alarm going off. As a result, whenever Mom cooked, Oscar would be heading for the doors.
Yeah, Paul I forgot about him scratching. I had a day off of work and it was just Scar and me. I was just sitting on my computer at my desk and Oscar came to the door and started whining and wagging his tail. After a little bit I started chasing him around and he got into his attack position. Then when I sat on the ground he would come up to me with his tail wagging. He always loved being rubbed and being around people. If I moved to a different room in the house, he would follow me. If I went to take a shower, he would lay by the bathroom door and wait. He was great.
I figured I'd add this as a comment
My mom said she turned the tv off around 2 and she would have smelled poo around then. She came into my room around 7:30 and rigor mortis starts around 3 hrs after a death, so he had to have died between
2 and 4:30. I sure hope he died painlessly and in his sleep. I only hope the best for him because he was so nice to everyone. We were talking about it today how Westies aren't normally dogs that cuddle with humans but I don't recall a night when Oscar didn't sleep next to or in someone's room. He loved the attention and loved being around his family. There are so many memories that I hold and each one is extremely special to me because it just shows how amazing Oscar was. We were extremely lucky to have a dog as great as him.
One of my funny memories of Oscar is when I tried to get him to run with me. I took him out and let him go to the bathroom all over the front yard so maybe we could make it around the block before he had to stop at a tree. That didn't work too well. Oscar kept crossing his leash in front of me while running to get to every tree possible. He was not a good distance runner hah.
I'll miss tripping over Oscar when I go to the Gavin's and him following me until I say hello. I'll miss him "talking" to me when I won't give him my food or he wants to come up on the couch. I'll miss watching him dig in his pillow until its just right to lay on. I'll miss chasing him and his baby around the dining room table.
Oscar sure had a unique personality and I'm pretty sure he used his good looks a number of times to get what he wanted. He was one smart dog.
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