Vincent “Vinnie” Linden January 5, 2011 – March 18, 2014 For anyone who ever had the pleasure of meeting our sweet Vinnie, it was love at first sight. There was just something about him that was hard to resist! His ridiculously curly butt, the cowlick on his head that made him look like he had a mohawk, his huge block head that was always nudging me for more love and attention, his elephant sized feet that were always leaving bruises on my feet, the way he got so excited when it was time to eat that he would jump and dance around, the way he would run around once his hips were healed and no longer painful, the way he would place his head on my lap and look at me with those soulful eyes, the way he LOVED snow, the way he and Finn would snuggle or touch each other while they were sleeping, how he would flip another dog’s ear up so he could sniff it, his inability to walk anywhere in the house, instead he always ran and charged through like a bull in a china shop, the way the extra skin on his face would smoosh up when I squeezed his face, the squealing noises he would make when he yawned in the morning, how sometimes it looked like he had a little mustache, earning him the nickname “Mustache Man,” how much he loved being groomed, but hated having his nails trimmed, how much he loved car rides and going for walks… the list of all of the things we loved and will miss about Vinnie goes on and on. Vinnie collapsed on Friday 3/14 and we rushed him to our vet, where it was found that he had an irregular heartbeat and a slightly enlarged heart. He spent the night at the ER vet, hooked up to a heart monitor and so they could watch him in case he collapsed again, and then he spent Sat-Mon at ISU veterinary teaching hospital ICU getting tests done, having consults with the internal medicine specialist, cardiologist, and neurologist, and having his heart monitored. Unfortunately, they were unable to pinpoint the cause and since he was stable at that point, we brought him home on Monday evening, having ordered a Holter heart monitor that he would wear 24/7, to see if that would shed some light on what was going on with his heart. Vinnie was so happy to be home and to see his family and his brother, Finn. Unfortunately, we ran out of time and he died peacefully at home on Tuesday evening, before we even got a chance to get the Holter monitor. I had taken a short nap after work and found him curled up on his dog bed next to my bed when I woke up. Four months ago, when we adopted him, we promised him that he was ours forever… and he always will be. We just never imagined that we would have to say goodbye to him so soon. Although he was only officially ours for a painfully short amount of time, we loved him with all of our hearts for the 466 days that we knew him, since December 8, 2012, when he came into our lives and our home as our foster dog. He knew he was home long before we did. “As for me: I loyally remained right where I was, remembering the very first time I had ever seen my girl and then just now, the very last time, and all the times in between. The deep aching grief I knew I would feel would come soon enough, but at that moment mostly what I felt was peace, secure in the knowledge that by living my life the way I had, everything had come down to this moment. I had fulfilled my purpose.” - A Dog's Purpose We love you, Vinnie, and miss you more than words could ever describe. The pain of losing you is still so fresh and raw. It's hard to even wrap my head around the fact that you won't ever come galloping through the back door again. Finn misses his buddy, his best friend. Our hearts have been shattered, but at least we know that we did everything that we could have to save you. Sometimes it just isn't enough. Our home is painfully empty and sad without you. But we wouldn't have changed it; we wouldn't have missed it for the world. Vinnie, you were so incredibly special, and we are the luckiest family in the world to get to call you ours.
With love forever and ever, Michelle (Mom), Cadence, Finn, and the kitties, Cattie and Fatty |