1990 - October 17, 2002
*Please forgive me, Trouble, I will
NEVER, EVER FORGET YOU!*
Trouble was 11 years old and had
NEVER been ill one day in his life. He was my ever
faithful companion and did not deserve to die,
He did not deserve the suffering...
as he did as a result of the ProHeart 6 shot. Trouble died
while in route to the vet’s office to put him to sleep.
I saw him lift his head and take his last breath of air….a
memory I do not wish to put on any dog guardian. My vet
will certify that Trouble died due to “pulmonary thrombolesiums”
and utilizes Troubles tests, x-rays and picture to share
this information with other dog owners/breeders and veterinarians
while holding seminars within the state of Texas. This proves
that ProHeart 6 can in fact cause damage to “heartworm
infected” dogs. The recent 8/03 Dear Doctor Letter
offers support to my claims. The problem is “Trouble
tested negative”. So, no dog is safe “in my
opinion” from this product because if your dog does
test negative, but really is positive, it could surely harm
or kill your dog and REMEMBER, NO TEST IS 100% ACCURATE.
This is my opinion as to why ProHeart 6 is not a safe product
and MUST be removed from the market. Please do not use this
product if you love your dog…..had I done more research
on ProHeart 6, Trouble would be alive !!! This website was
created out of a labor of love, to not let you go through
what so many of us have already. Please research this product
and form your own conclusions.
email Janice at ProtectyourDog@aol.com
Aug. 19, 1999-Oct. 16,
3 year Anniversary
had our games we played. Such as at night I would
say "time to go night-night babies" and all the dogs would
head back for the bedroom, Hunter leading the way. He would
jump on the bed and flop down on my pillow and watch me.
I would put my hands on my hips and say 'Move Petey"
(pet name for him) and he would move. This was
EVERY night. How I miss that and his tossing of his
head when I would ask him if he was hungry or wanted a bone.
I still have 2 more full goldens and one mix, but
I so miss that wonderful, special boy with his very slurpy
kiss. ProHeart 6 took that away from me. Love
you Hunter! email@example.com
in My Heart
"baby boy," as Linda calls him.
Founder was only 4 years old.
dog doesn't make up your whole world,
they make your world whole.
And those we know who have not loved one,
have not felt the depth of their own soul.
quickly take the status of being,
our very best friend.
Offering what usually eludes us,
Love, Understanding and Loyalty to the end.
often take for granted,
that welcoming happy face.
That even if for only a short while,
shares our private space.
to give to humans,
the secrets on our minds.
We willing give to them,
no greater bond shall you find.
when your journey together is over,
a llow yourself to grieve.
Remembering always, my dear friend,
the memories are yours to retrieve.
let him go on to that peaceful place,
t o romp and rest and play.
He'll be waiting for you anxiously,
when death does come you're way.
FOR FOUNDER 6/21/1999 – 10/20/2003
had his 4th Proheart 6 injection September 15, 2003.
Founder was diagnosed with liver cancer on September 23,
lost him on October 20, 2003.
January 21, 1997
- January 17, 2003
I moved to S. Missouri a few months
ago from Lake Tahoe California,
In Tahoe there is no flea, tick or heart worm problem.
Roger was the healthiest, most energetic pup...
and he really loved this new place!
I had bought a 40 acre parcel, mostly so he
would have a lot of room to run on.
Roger would have been 6 years old January 21st,
a date the poor guy didn't quite make.
We arrived in October and
I took him to the vet. She told me about this new shot,
it treats your dog for 6 months all at once for heartworm.
Why not I thought? In looking back…. maybe around
Christmas (2002) there were signs. He had less energy, was
more of a finicky eater, there was something not quite right
in the mouth. But by the time I took him to the vet, “jaundice
had set in and his gums had lost their pinkness.”
HOW COULD I MISS ALL THIS?
We went to the vet on Tuesday
January 14th and by Friday, Roger was gone. I spent those
few days on the floor with my baby holding his head in my
lap as he struggled for enough oxygen...I blame myself for
not catching all this sooner when he could've been stronger
to handle the prednisone, transfusion and chemo we tried
to save him with.
This dog was my world! Each day I just go through the motions
because I miss him so much. I still have to go to the vets
and get a final diagnosis and cause of death statement.