NancyP
Ricky after grooming.jpg Ricky in May.jpg Ricky sleeping in the flower bed.jpg  I lost my 14 yr old Bichon, Mr. Ricky, yesterday.  He had been sick for about a week and was scheduled to have surgery yesterday morning but he had a grand mal seizure on Thanksgiving day and went downhill quickly after that.  I had prayed that he would go in his sleep but he did not.  I took him in at 8 am and talked to the vet.  My other Bichon, Lucy had an 8 am appointment for teeth cleaning.  After the consult for Ricky, I took him home and we spent the day together until 3 pm when we went back to the vet.  He slept most of the time but we did make a round of the back yard and sat on the bench swing together and I held him and we swung for about 10 minutes.  He always liked swinging on the swing.  I carried him back in the house and sat on the couch and held him while he slept on my chest with his head snuggled into my neck.  It was so hard to let him go.  After the seizure, he was so lost.  He always started out sleeping at the foot of the bed on my feet and by morning would be up on the pillow with me or curled up by my stomach.  Every night at bedtime, he would walk (on top of me) very slowly from the foot of the bed until he got to my shoulders and he would lean down in the dark and give me two little licks on my cheek, turn around and go back to the foot of the bed.  And, I would start my day giving him a snuggle hug and kisses before getting out of bed.  Oh, how I missed my goodnight kiss last night.  He was the best little friend a person could have.  No squirrel was safe around him.  He was the sight seer in the car always wanting to sit on the counsel to see out the front window.  He would go out on the floatie with me at the lake although he was not crazy about swimming.  He'd tease Lucy to play, taking "her" toys from her storage spot and tossing them out the dog door when she was ignoring him, so that she would have to get up and retrieve them.  He was a character.  The last photo is him sleeping in the flower "bed" after all, that's what a flower bed is for.  Love you, Buddy.
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Gertie
I am very sorry for your loss. You had a wonderful friend in Ricky, saying Goodbye I know is very difficult.
I also know the pain of that loss. My beautiful Lhasa Duncan passed in July, he was 9. My kitty Myles crossed the bridge in Jan. He was 11. Going through the grief is very painful. Hold on to the memories, you will find all love there. That never dies.

Thinking of you,

Duncan & Myles Mom.
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Daisymaesdaddy
Dear NancyP,

What a beautiful pup your Mr. Ricky is. My heart goes out to you on the loss of your precious boy. I am partial to those pictures of him since I just lost my beautiful brown eyed button nosed Bichon Frise Daisy Mae just over 1 month ago (Oct. 29). She was 4 1/2 months shy of 14 herself. We had a wonderful loving life together. She was my best friend and the "greatest gift" I had ever received. Your words describing Mr. Ricky describes my Daisy Mae to a tee. Bichons are the most loving dogs you could ever have. They just love to be close and snuggle. Daisy just loved people. I think she believed she was human herself. Anyone she met automatically became her next best buddy. She could be stubborn when she wanted to be. She was the funniest dog I had ever known. She was constantly making me laugh and always made me smile. She could snore with the best of them. She was just the best friend and most loving companion anyone could ever have. Anyone I ever talked to who had a Bichon always said the same things to me about their dog. Whenever I see a Bichon or even a picture of one I lose it. I love and miss my Daisy Mae so much.
Take care NancyP. You and Mr. Ricky are in my thoughts.

David
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Bichonluv
NancyP wrote:
Ricky after grooming.jpg Ricky in May.jpg Ricky sleeping in the flower bed.jpg  I lost my 14 yr old Bichon, Mr. Ricky, yesterday.  He had been sick for about a week and was scheduled to have surgery yesterday morning but he had a grand mal seizure on Thanksgiving day and went downhill quickly after that.  I had prayed that he would go in his sleep but he did not.  I took him in at 8 am and talked to the vet.  My other Bichon, Lucy had an 8 am appointment for teeth cleaning.  After the consult for Ricky, I took him home and we spent the day together until 3 pm when we went back to the vet.  He slept most of the time but we did make a round of the back yard and sat on the bench swing together and I held him and we swung for about 10 minutes.  He always liked swinging on the swing.  I carried him back in the house and sat on the couch and held him while he slept on my chest with his head snuggled into my neck.  It was so hard to let him go.  After the seizure, he was so lost.  He always started out sleeping at the foot of the bed on my feet and by morning would be up on the pillow with me or curled up by my stomach.  Every night at bedtime, he would walk (on top of me) very slowly from the foot of the bed until he got to my shoulders and he would lean down in the dark and give me two little licks on my cheek, turn around and go back to the foot of the bed.  And, I would start my day giving him a snuggle hug and kisses before getting out of bed.  Oh, how I missed my goodnight kiss last night.  He was the best little friend a person could have.  No squirrel was safe around him.  He was the sight seer in the car always wanting to sit on the counsel to see out the front window.  He would go out on the floatie with me at the lake although he was not crazy about swimming.  He'd tease Lucy to play, taking "her" toys from her storage spot and tossing them out the dog door when she was ignoring him, so that she would have to get up and retrieve them.  He was a character.  The last photo is him sleeping in the flower "bed" after all, that's what a flower bed is for.  Love you, Buddy.
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Bichonluv
I am so sorry for your loss of Mr. Ricky. What a beautiful boy he was! Only someone who has had a Bichon can understand how truly special our Bichons are. I lost my little Lexi Lu to lymphoma on 11-12-13. A date I will never forget. She was the love of my life and she always put a smile on my face! The love and kisses she gave me every morning before I got out of bed, made every day worth waking up. She was 12 and a half. She was diagnosed about 3 weeks after my husband and I moved to Texas ( in the middle of September.) We have no children and we know no one here. That alone has been tough. She had been acting fine, she just started to cough a few times a day. We were very fortunate to have North Houston Veterinary Specialist very close to where we live. They were so wonderful. I can't say enough good things about them. But anyway, I am lost without her and so sad. This Tuesday it will be three weeks since we lost her and my grief has not subsided. I have been getting out and doing things, but I am on the verge of tears even when I am out.
It is so strange how she looked so "normal" and not sick, right up until then end.
Oh Nancy, I will say a prayer for you. I know your Mr. Ricky's spirit is still there with you, as my Lexi's is here with me. But I sure do miss her little fluffy self! She was so funny and loving. She loved to sit up and wave bye- bye when people were leaving. Just that endured her even to strangers. I could never begin to tell you all the special things about Lexi, there are sooo many. I am sure your Mr. Ricky was just as special. Hugs and prayers to you at this difficult time.
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tcjayne
Nancy I had two bichons several years ago that died within a week of one another at 17 years old.  Bichons are a special very loving breed and I know that your heart is breaking.  I lost my Rottweiler Saturday and I am still crying, not sleeping well and see her image most of the day when I am thinking of her.  I know your heart actually "hurts" like mine does - I will pray for peace for you and hope that you have nothing but great memories of Mr. Ricky.  I will I knew how you uploaded his photo to the site. TCJayne
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NancyP

I want to thank everyone for their thoughts.  The house seems pretty empty for us without him here.  Lucy laid her head down on the edge of his kitchen pillow and moped for part of the afternoon.  this evening she has curled up in his usual spot on the bed.  I have hundreds of wonderful memories of Ricky and hope you can stand one more...a few years ago when we were living at our previous house in the mountains and the forest fires were bad, the dogs kept sneaking dead birds that they found into the house.  My husband found one in a boot, my son found one in his laundry pile but the best was the one they (we are not sure who the guilty dog was) "buried" in the foot of our bed that my  husband discovered when he got into bed.  So one afternoon they were barking to come back into the house.  I opened the front door and there they sat and Ricky had his head tucked down, trying to hide something.  I sternly said to him, "Is that a dead bird?  You are NOT bringing that thing into the house."  Getting a better look, I saw it was a dead squirrel.  I turned around and went back into the house closing the door behind me.  About 5 minutes later they started their Let Me In bark and I opened the door and they were sitting there on the porch like two little angels.  I looked at Ricky and said, "what did you do with that squirrel?".  He gave me his most innocent look but he cast a furtive glance over to the flower bed next to the porch.  I looked at the spot and there was the proverbial 'freshly dug grave' in the flower bed with the ground neatly packed down and a squirrel tail sticking out of the dirt at one end.  He buried the body but couldn't get the tail covered and it was sticking straight out of the dirt like a furry flag pole!  I laughed so hard.  Once he knew that I knew where it was, he did not come in but came in later and he had dug it up and hid it somewhere else.

Thank you again for your kind thoughts.  They have been comforting. - Nancy

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