Soulmates, Mercedes and Benz

I have some friends who owned two Weimaraner dogs.  They now have only one Weimaraner.

The dogs are old according to doggie years, 13 years old.  They purchased the first Weimaraner, a female when they discovered they were expecting their first child.  My friends decided that it would be nice to add a pet to the household as well.  They chose a female Weimaraner and named her Mercedes.  She was a beautiful dog and as she grew her soft grey coat turned into a sleek smooth coat of shinning silver, almost blue.  She was a gentle dog and even though she was larger than the baby she was very protective of the new baby girl and they grew up together.  When Mercedes came into her first heat season, my friends decided to breed her and matched her up with another Weimaraner from the American Kennel club.  Mercedes produced 12 new puppies.  She was a good mother doggie and the puppies grew and were soon large enough to sell.  My friends had no trouble selling each of the puppies and decided after they were all sold to purchase another Weimaraner as a companion to Mercedes.  They bought a little brown male Weimaraner and named him Benz.  Now they had a male and female.   Mercedes and Benz became inseparable.  If one had to make a trip to the vet the other one would grieve until the absent one returned and then the dancing and romping ritual would begin.  My friends live in the country where they have plenty of doggie room to romp.  It didn’t take long before Mercedes and Benz because proud parents of nine more fat little puppies.  My friends sold each of these puppies and decided that Mercedes and Benz did not need to be parents again.  This time both doggies went to the vet at the same time.  There wasn’t any noticeable difference in their personalities after undergoing the neutering and spading rituals and they continued their running and romping and playing as before.  Three human children were now in my friends household along with the two Weimaraner doggies.  A child of thirteen is still a young child but a dog of thirteen is an old dog.  When  Mercedes turned thirteen years old she started losing weight and her appetite began to wan.  My friends took her to the Vet and it was discovered that Mercedes had heart worms.  She was dying.  My friends had taken all the precautions that you are supposed to take caring for pets in helping to prevent heart worms but Mercedes had heart worms and was in the last stages before dying.  There was nothing that could be done.  The whole family was grieving.  When she got so bad that she couldn’t stand up, my friends did the humane thing and had her put to sleep.  The family was devastated.  The children cried at the mention of her name but Benz was grieving himself to death.  He started losing weight he wouldn’t eat and he looked for Mercedes everywhere.  My friends finally moved his bed into one of the children’s room and would only take him out for the occasional bathroom trip.  It took about a month before Benz began to rally.  He slowly began to get his appitite back and started intracting with the children again.  He still has a sad look in his eye and you can still see him search the yard every now and then and they know he is still trying to find Mercedes.

A few days after Mercedes was put to sleep my friends received the sweetest sympathy card in the mail from their Vet.  The card addressed the sadness of losing a pet and expressed their sympathy.  Each employee of the Veterinarians office signed the card and each one wrote an additional sympathy message.  I did not know that Vets did this and I was so impressed at the kindness from their Vet and fellow employees.  It’s been a lot of years since I’ve owned any pets and I’ve grieved for each one that I lost but no one sent me a sympathy card.  This was a nice thing to do.  We all know Mercedes is in doggie heaven.

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I do not have a picture of Mercedes or Benz but I copied some weimaraner pictures from the internet so you can see what a weimaraner dog looks like.