Zoodestiny - Free Zoophilia and Animal Sex Information - Trubute To My Rottie Lover, shes gone to the bridge(((((( and waits

Posted by HairBear58 on March 29th 2004, 7:31

sadly another fine canine thats passed thur my life and left a large pawprint in it also sad was the very short amount of time i knew her or even was officially her humanalltogether was just over 2 yrs and totally mine for allmost 1yri,ve only in the this last month sat down and put this post about her on text so its been many years now thats shes been waiting for me at the bridge she actually got there well before rodney in the other post. may not be as teary and his but i wanst lucky enough to know her longer or have her around me all the timesome day i,ll dig out posts to my other 2 fine lover and mate and post but i,m not in a location were that possible for at least 2 more monthsHB58 "SWEET TASHSA" The Hell of being a Zoo is we outlive our lovers adopted in late 2000 lost on Feb 26 2003 Tribute to a sweet Rott/dobie mix Tashsado You remember the first day we met?I do,Like normal I arrived at my friends ranch to help with the feeding and chore, s. It was an overcast and chilly day, and the resent rains had left most of the ground wet and muddy. So right after I pulled in at the barn I opened my truck door and pulled the mud boots from the tool box in back, And was busy putting them on, bent over on the drivers side seat changing foot gear I never saw Jill approaching the truck, so when I looked up after getting the boots on, there she stood looking at me with a smile on her face. Holding as normal a smoke in one hand and 2 beers in the other one for her the other for me. Of course I for the first time didn't even see the beer. My total attention and focus was on you, A incredibly beautiful rott/dobie mixed dog sitting at her sideWOW!!! were the first words out of my mouth, Followed by the questions who's dog? Were it come from? Whys it here?I don't think I really heard Jan, s first replies as I was to busy gazing at you and your beauty. It was becoming apparent to me you were a female, and I was lost in thought as to why could, NT such a wonderful looking dog be mine.Quickly I finally put the story together about your past. Seems our rich friend and a part time boss to both of us, Sam owned your rottie father, Bear and dobie mother, Queenie. Sam being Sam had never got them fixed. And one day when Queenie was in heat Bear had mated her, and you were part of the litter. All the pups from it had all found decent home, s even you. That had been about 4 years ago.But then like it always seems to happen, your owners had to move away and could, NT take you, Thankfully they took you back to Sam rather than the pound. But even as well off as Sam was he had to many other dogs and animals at his home, and it was supposed to only be for a little while.Yeah right. Well, Sam thought it would be better if you stayed at Jill, s ranch were there was room to run and you had the company of other dogs. Of course it was a bit of a pawning you off to someone else, But Jill was as much an animal nut as I, and agreed to keep you short term.By this time I had already approached you, crouching down and extending the back of my closed hand for you to check me out. With you whole hind end wiggling in time to your stubby tail, you after a quick sniff flopped over on your side and showed me your belly, exposing your rows of tiny nipples and undersized sex. My hand gently scritched and rubbed over your chest passing over the last of your ribs and down to your soft underbelly my fingers finding your navel, and then sadly the scar that confirmed to me the spaying, which explained why all you female parts were undersized. But right then I don't think either of us cared, Because like other times in my past, You and I seemed to be hitting off grandlyI was as captivated by you, as you seemed to be towards me. Our eyes were locked on one another and all those nonverbalmessages seemed to be flowing freely without the needs for words.As quickly as you, d lain down you righted yourself. Sitting directly in front me while I was still squatting and hooked a forepaw over my arm to keep me petting and stroking you. That's OK I was, NT planning on stopping to soon anyway, I brought my hand to your head and started rubbing your ear. You cocked your head in bliss as I rubbed those tender areas around and in your ears. Quickly you pushed your face towards mine and touched nose, s then sealed our meeting with a gentle kiss by swiping your tongue across my lips. Jill could, t help herself at this point and laughed saying Tashsa meet Randle, Randle this is Tashsa. Then asking you two need some time alone? or a room? And don't you think its time to get to work, Time for that stuff later.Laughing I rose to me feet and accepted the beer then began discussing with Jill what chore, s other than feeding needed to be done. Well we got all our work done having had to fix a small section of fence and re-hang one of the stall gates, one of the overzealous horses had kicked off its hinges the evening before, and had filled all the waters and filled the feeders with hay, trying to hurry cause the horse, s had heard us in the barn and had come running down off the hill, and were milling around at the barn gate banging on it to hurry us up.Then came the nightly game of musical stalls as we tried to get each horse were they were supposed to be, rather than them stopping at the first feeder they came too and trying to eat someone else, s dinner. During this whole time you followed me around, staying out of the horse, s way by dodging under the stall boards and seemingly helping to herd each horse were we wanted it too go. I was a bit concerned at first that you might worry them but after only a few minutes it was obvious you were, nt. And were actually quite helpfulWith all the chore, s done and the horse, s bedded down for the night, Jill and I sat out in front of the barn and chatted about anything in each of our days activities that came to mind. She waiting for her family to begin arriving home and I waiting a bit before heading to my home. We both tipped back several more brews each enjoying the evening. And there you sat by my sidelooking up at me with those expressive brown eyes. nudging my hand or arm with your nose to make sure I paid more attention to you Well all told you only made me spill about a half a can of beer, And you did knock one smoke out of my hand which cost you a burn on your nose. Jill kept making wiseass cracks about if we needed some private time she, d leave, And I retorted back as flippant as I could without being to obvious I, d do it in a heartbeat, But as far as Jill was concerned it was all in jest. If only she knew the whole truth.Well, I headed home and, as I went in my own dogs smelt you on me and gave me a complete going over. It was obvious even to my wife Jan, they smelt something new, and I told her about the new rottie at the ranch. My dear wife only rolled her eyes once and said whatever happens Dear we can't keep her here. I know that I replied, but if she becomes mine I can keep her at the ranch. So she have a name yet? I was asked. Yes, Its going to stay what it was when she got there "Tashsa" is her name I replied. Besides I said she, s not even mine. Yet! you mean, was Jan, s only remark with a smile. I know you to well dear you, d have a hundred dogs if you could. True enough my Dear I, m guiltyWhat's Jill say about it? Asked Jan. Well, right now, she, s just holding her for a friend of Sam, s who's suppose to come back and get her after they find a new place they can keep her, so she may never become mine. Right retorted Jan. she, s gotten into your heart already has, NT she? Yes, she, s a wonderful dog, you, ll have to come out next time and see her, She sorta reminds me of Dolly. At the mention of that dogs name Jan's eyes softened a bit, she too remembered how much I had admired and loved that rottie dog who, d belonged to Jill and had passed away a year earlierAs time went on, I continued coming to the ranch for chore, s and feedings and any other thing I could make an excuse for. And you Tashsa kept seeking me out, Well I didn't object. And I would seek You out if you didn't show up right after I got there. At first it was only for pets and rubs and sloppy rottie kiss, s. I have to admit I was overjoyed that not only did You seem to single me out to receive attention from, But the fact you were also one of the few female dogs I, d known who insisted on being very oral. demanding kiss, s Do you remember the fight you got into with the ranch's Dalmatian? That caused you to be given your own pen, and actually become mine? Honest Tashsa I wasn't flirting with her. It just that both of you were at the run gate and I was petting both of you at the same time. That wasn't a very good reason to almost [CENSOR] poor Dot. This was the last straw for Jill, who, d grown tired of neither Sam or your owner coming back to collect you, she told me you were mine if I wanted you, and you could stay at the ranch, But you had to have your own pen. Well, you officially became mine and I fixed your pen. Then every time I came out. You, d be pushing you nose out thur the slats of the shelter doors sniffing the air and sticking your tongue out. whining impatiently telling me to hurry up and let you out.Of course one of the first things I did was take you to the vets. to make sure your shots were up to date, and you were in good health. heck even the Vet was impressed with your excellent behavior and pronounced you fit as a fiddle and said you, d be around for a long time you were so healthy and there was nothing to worry aboutI also that day took you to my home, so you could meet the rest of the human and doggie family. I was quite pleased to see you still showed only your best social manners. You seemed to like our three Dalmatians quite a bit. I must protest Thu. Just cause the floor was a mess and muddier than it should have been and likely had odors on it. You should have remembered that the indoors of a home isn't a doggie bathroom. Believe me you left was more than a puppy would have. I think you, d been saving both all day just to see me picking and wiping up after you)))Remember the time, when right after Jill had bought that new Dodge ram truck and our other friends had the new Dakota?Both were parked by the hitching rail. And my beat up old Toyota was by the barn door. Jill was working with the Mustang mare and was teaching her to stand tied, Then the Girl was walking the other quarter horse mare by, that hated other horse, s and she tried kicking the Mustang, who reared back and snapped the 8" round hitching pole in two while trying to free herself, so she could fight back, then spooked when the 6 ft chunk of pole still attached to her lead was banging against her forelegs causing her to swing it wildly around, damn near hitting both the new trucks, and then she took off down the ranch road, while the quarter horse pulled the lead out of the girls hands and was bucking and rearing around causing all around to scatter. My friends went in hot purist of the mustang trying to stop and help her before she got hurt and you charged out from by my truck and basically drove that silly quarter horse into the corral allowing us to get her under control. so we could concentrate on settling the mustang. you sure helped out then, Even got Jill and her husband to agree you deserved a mistake from the BBQ we were going to have that night))How about the time I opened the door to your shed and found the very dead lynx in your sleeping area? Shocked the tar out of me. At first I thought it was one of the over sized barn cats, But it was way to big. Then I got more light on it and realized it was a wild lynx. Damn thing must have weighed 40 lbs, and you, d killed it, and laid it by the door. I never did figure out how you did that and didn't get a scratch on yourself. Heck I never even determined how the lynx got into your pen as it was totally inclosed, including the whole top. I bet the lynx had been there in yrs past when it use to be a chicken run, and thought he was coming back for an easy meal. must have been one surprised lynx when a big rottie came out of the shadows show teeth.Well, as time went on We spent all our spare time in hidden corners of the ranch, as you let me explore your body always seeming to love my rubs and caresses. Me reclining next to you as you lay on your back. You allowing me any intimate touch, You only seeking to continue being able to keep planting kiss, s on my lips and in my mouth.Over time as you let me penetrate your sex with my fingers you always showed when it pleased you. Or also if it started to become uncomfortable. your wild happy thrusting of hips when I was tonguing your clit or rubbing it with fingers let me know I was doing it right. Lots of time and lube later weather it was your own drool or mine or KY we had gotten to the point we could consummate our love for each other to the fullest by completing the act of sex.Sex! no dearest Tashsa this was going to be our act of making LOVE to and with each other.I smile now Tashsa as I remember that day. All those times beforehand we had spent together, leading up to this it. Just laying with or on each other. It didn't matter to us if it was spoon fashion or you laying over the top of me, or I over you, or the wildest one we ever tried. With me sitting cross-legged on the ground and you seated on my lap with us facing each other belly to belly. That sure was fun, neither of us really in the dominating position but both of us free enough to enjoy each other kiss, s only you were a tad heavy on my lap.How do I describe that day? You and Me and two hours to complete ourselves, The normal joyous meeting as I arrived, My making sure none of the others were home at the ranch, My locking the gates so we would, NT be surprised? Our hurried race to our secret corner in the hay barns tack room. My hurried and frantic undressing so to have more time with you?Your inpatient pacing prancing and whining seemingly telling me to hurry?Maybe Our frantic first few moments of pets, strokes. rubs, licks and pawing, or our pace finally settling down to that of two lovers about to give each other their all.Passionate kiss, s, Tender rubs, Groping fingers, Probing tongues, Each of us seeking to please our lover. Closeness, Fur to flesh. Hands holding, Paws gripping, Tongues wrestling. Changing of positions. Vulva. Open, Dripping, Waiting Ready. Penis Hard, Oozing, Searching.At first I was entering you dog style, After I entered you and we were completely seated. You started to lay down, Slowly going to your side, as I followed you down. Still connected, you tucked your left hind leg tight against you body allowing me to swing over it and you rolled to your back. Now you lay completely beneath me flat on your back. hind legs spread wide allowing me total access to your treasure. Your forepaws hung limp and folded as you gave me a doggie grin tried to stick your tongue clear down to my stomach, so fervent were your kiss, Es. Then with slowly rocking embrace we savored the moment.Now it was My turn I held you tight to me while still buried pube to pube and rolled to my side, Spending only a moment here spoon fashion I then finished the roll so you were on top. Now your happy panting doggie face was over mineyour fore paws draped over my shoulders, and your rear legs gathered by my side, You kept a rocking motion by flexing them, Causing your vulva and vagina to pulse and throb against my member. I sensed the climax was near for us both so I quickly gripped you against me and tried throwing my torso up. Somehow I managed to achieve the sitting position and got myself cross-legged with you in my lap and us face to face. Our tongues sought each other out and my hip rocking and your muscle spasm, s quickly had both of us in the throws of orgasms. We held each other tight and shared that span of time that is pure bliss. Slowly returning to this world we slowly separated and spent the rest of our time cuddling till I had to dress before Jill got backWell, Tashsa my love that was wonderful remembering Our first time. Wasn't it?. Yes, my love I do remember the others times. Who could forget them?What hurts most my love is I never got to fulfill my dream of having you able to live with me in my home, Space and the number of other dogs already there, and landlord who was already upset about the number I did have never made it possible.I was looking for a place were we could have been all together but sadly it never happened in timeAnd how could I forget the day after you were my dog, you almost sealed your fate for getting permanently uninvited from the ranch? Remember those damned Emu, s yet another strange critter to end up at the ranch. That one sure hated you. And you, d never done anything up to that point to upset it. But that day as it was free roaming on the ranch it came charging up to you and tried to strike you. You dodged out of the way and then chased it off. I happened to see this and tried calling you off. But you and that damned prehistoric looking thing kept chasing and retreating each other. I got you separated and thought it was over but suddenly another attack and before I could stop it you, d finally jumped and bit it once. That attacked end it, s life and I thought for sure, not only would I have to replace the damned thing with another, but have you put down. Luckily for us the birds had more than worn out their welcome, and Jill's only statement was I had to bury it and not say how it disappeared, before her husband got back. Since the other one had wandered off a month earlier, it would be assumed this one had too. Lucky for us Jill had developed as much a distaste for those things as weRemember the doggie friend I finally got for you. Seems someone else who knew neither Jill nor myself knew how to say No and hey had talked me into taking on yet another disposable dog. He was a older rottie mix too, and as long as he knew you were the boss you finally seemed to accept him. As long as he stayed out of your food bowl, and let you get the first pets and greetings. you only occasionally did reminded him you were the AlphaHeck Tashsa I got him to keep you company because I wasn't always there, and it wasn't fair to keep you penned all by yourself. I knew I could let you out any time I came to the ranch and you would never wander off, and would return quickly if called, but he was still on probation. The people who, d given him up had told me it was because he liked wandering off and not retuning till he wanted too.Please forgive me my dearest, This is the only reason I didn't open the pen that day within the first few minuets after arriving at the ranch. I, d come out early that day because Jill had called me and told me about one of the inner electric fence lines having been torn down by the horse, s, so my main concern was to repair it and get it hot again so the herds would, nt mingle and start fights. I didn't think I could at that time trust Amingo to stay on the property or not bother the livestock so I choose to keep you both in the pens till I was done, letting you both out when I could keep an eye on him.I swear to myself to this day as I got out of the truck and stared to gather tools for the job I glanced over towards the pen and saw your nose sticking thur the slates like normal. and my hollering to you I would be there soon.I went to make the repairs, and found the damage to be greater than thought so it took forever to fix, I, d been out there for hours it seemed almost getting done only to find yet another problem. Heck Jill had even just arrived home. minutes before I finished. As soon as I was done I walked out of the fields and put the tools away and headed toward your pen looking at the door to your shelter and hollering to you as I approached, It struck me odd I didn't see your nose sticking out or hear you whining to me. And I had a subdued thought something might be wrong, Then I thought you may be out in the back of the pen in the sun or reliving yourself. But as I open the door, and stepped in the fear something was amiss was screaming to me, as you were, nt visible in the pen yard thur the inner door, Amingo was sitting strangely quite in his corner and seemed upset. As my eyes adjusted to the shadows in the shed I saw a dark motionless form in your corner. Suddenly fear gripped my heart as my mind refused to accept what my eyes told me. A groan escaped my lips as I dropped to my knee, s. Whispering your name, and expecting you to wake and raise your head.Nothing.My trembling hand stretched to youSuddenly finding my voice i yelledTASHSA.........DAMN'IT WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!You didn'tYou laid there, Head resting on your forepaws like you were just taking a nap.I shook you violently..My own hands and body were shaking so bad i could only groan NOOOOOOooooooooAmingo was next to me whining and nudging you too But you were goneDamn, it Tashsa...its not been that long:::::::::::::::.......I remember the Vet had said you, d have years of life!!!!!!!Your body is still warm. Now I torment myself for not having come over as soon as I, d arrivedI, m sure I saw and heard you thenDanm.IT this isn't fair, I was here yesterday and you were fine we spent hours together Now today I wait, Doing my work first and come to see you afterwards and your gone!!!!!!!!!!!With tears pouring down my face I struggle to gather you into my arms, To carry you out of the shed. Locking Amingo in.I carry you to the bush line by the tree, were I buried Dolly, laying you gently down, I head to the barn to get the shovel, Jillsuddenly walks out of the barn were she headed to as soon as she, d pulled in and saw me walking the last several yards towards her.Her first words at seeing me were MY God What's Wrong??Tash...............is dead!!Your Joking!!I wish the hell i wasI pushed past her and got the shovel out of the barn.I headed back to were you lay. Then began digging your final resting place.Jill still stood by the main doors of the barn quietly watching, wisely, leaving me to my own sorrow and task.She did quietly and respectfully come out long enough to set a couple beers nearby. Then left. As I dug, Jan calledletting me know Jill had told her. what had happened. And asked could she help? No its my task, I said and finished the despised jobJill later just sat with me, like we always did after chore, s. Which She, d finished all by the time I was done, and we chatted, while I held and petted Amingo. Who, d finally been let out as I could keep an eye on him, His first stop had been to walk directly to Tashsa, s grave and sniff it. Now he wont leave my sideFinally I must leave. And as I leave the ranch gates I start bawling again, Good bye for now my sweet love, is all i can saysomehow I get home and spend time loving on the rest of my furkids to try to ease the pain of your loss, My wife and son sharing the sorrow with me as wellTashsa I to this day don't know what it was that took you from me, When I found you laying there, I did look for a sign of anything that could have caused this. But found nothing. Your body, unmarked by any scar or trauma that would have explained what had happened. No breaks or tears, not even a bite mark. Its thought after the fact it was likely your heart or maybe a brain aneurysm that caused a sudden death. All I know is yet again my heart is broken. Because a loved mate of mine was not granted a longer life to shareBe at peace my love. I,ll cherish the memories of our times together always. Now go and meet the rest of my friends that are there at the bridge already. I rest assured you, ll wait for me with them. At the bridge in a whole and healthy body like they have. Just Try not to knock me to the ground and crush me on the day we met again please)))))your human HB58

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