Don’t know what to say. I’ve been a lurker but always check in for Thurs. Night Basset Blogging–which is weird because I haven’t had a dog for a couple of years now and I’m left with a few cats. This is just heart-breaking.
I am so sorry to hear this news. Losing a beloved pup is the hardest thing dog lovers go through. Some of us don’t learn and go through it again and again and again…
We lost our Sam on xmas day a few years back. Two songs went a long way towards helping me through. “Lush & Green” by Grandpaboy, and the Dead’s “He’s Gone.”
Six is far too young. Sincerest sympathy for you and yours.
Terrible news. This completely sucks in the truest and deepest sense of the word.
I started reading your blog right about the time that Beckham was a youngster, chewing up everything that wasn’t red-hot or nailed down, and I always looked forward to your stories about him.
TBogg, I don’t have the words, but deepest condolences to you and your family.
Ah, hells and damnation. Our deepest sympathies to you and the family, T. As old style Catbloggers, we’ve always come here to get a fix for our puppy jones.
I’m one of the many lurkers over the year who came for the snarky analysis and fell in love with a bunch of dogs I’d never see. Thursday Basset blogging has always been one of my favorite features of any website anywhere. My condolences to you and all of the TBogg family.
Poor TBoggs. Poor Fenway. I’m so very sorry. I hope Satchmo and Beckham are happily cavorting in doggie heaven with my boys. And I hope you will dream about them, like I did … they were smiling and frisky, as if they were letting me know that all was well with them.
Oof. So, so sorry, T, condolences to all. Cold comfort, but that was one well-loved pooch, and it was a great (if way too short) life that he takes with him to wherever wonderful doggies go when they leave us.
I just left a best wishes on the previous post. And now this.
I am so very, very sorry to hear about this. My best to Fenway and the two-legged Boggs, and may Beckham always be in your (and our) thoughts and memories.
I was in a Vet. waiting room myself, on MLK day, with my friends Roy and Nancy. Roy, a black lab, was the patient, and we all agreed that vet. rooms pretty much suck. We got the heck outta there as soon as we could.
I am so very sorry, Tbogg. My deepest condolences to you and your family. May Beckham journey swiftly to the other side and peek in on you from time to time to let you know he’s all right now and to see how you’re doing.
My heart goes out to you and your whole family. We lost our dearly loved 15 year old cat just two nights ago, very suddenly, so grieving over a lost family member is very close to us.
Oh hell. I was away from the computer most of the day and did not see your previous posting. When I clicked my RSS feed and saw the title of this post a feeling of dread came over me. I am so sorry for you and the family — both human and canine. Love and sympathy to all.
When I was in San Diego last week, I came this close to aimlessly meandering around PB hoping to get a glimpse of guy (or gal) walking a couple of bassets.
Perhaps it will be a comfort to hear what my sister told me when one of our dogs died young: dogs don’t know how long they live, they only know how well they live. You gave Beckham a good and happy life, and a part of him will always be running on that beach with you.
I am so, so sorry TBogg. I read the blog everyday via RSS but almost never comment. But I had to come out of the woodwork to express my unexpectedly profound sorrow on this loss, especially as it seemed so sudden. My heartfelt prayers for you and your family.
I can’t tell you how often your boys have revived my spirits. I never miss a Thursday night with the Bassets.
I am so very sorry for you and your beautiful family.
I’m so sorry to hear of your loss. It is terribly sad to lose a dear friend. Hopefully it can give you just a little comfort to know that you gave him the love and compassion he deserved. I’m sorry.
This is just wrong. A wonderful young dog is gone. There’s nothing equivalent to losing a much-beloved dog. It hurts like hell and doesn’t ease up for a long time. I don’t know why, but it’s so. My sympathy to the Tbogg family.
I registered with this site just to be able to give you my condolences. There is little in life that pierces our hearts like the loss of a doggie companion. Just know that Beckham will be mourned and missed by many, both friends and strangers, from near and far.
I’m so sorry. I have many photos of him saved on my computer, since he was a puppy. There seems to be some virus or bacteria affecting dogs, at least in Southern California. Last Friday morning, my 5 year old dog began throwing up every ten minutes. This went on for three hours, until we got her into the emergency room Vet. She’s okay now, but I’d never seen such a thing come over an otherwise healthy dog so fast. I’m 200 miles north, in L.A. Again, sorry for your loss, Tbogg & family.
I’m so sorry. Having lost my last kitty girl just a month ago today, I know words do nothing, and there is only the sorrow and emptiness and strange lack of warmth after they go.
Condolences to all of you–and thank you for sharing Beckham with all of us these years.
The internets are strange, and I’m old (well, pretty much your age) and transitioning, TBogg, LTC, and the lovely and luscious MrsBogg, but so I feel almost like one of my own had passed, and I’m seriously saddened by your loss, and envious of the laughs and love B gave you, which I’m very sure you will all come to after time having been through it before, and because you seem to be such genuinely decent people and losing a dog is like being stuck in an elevator with Glenn Beck through all of eternity.
I don’t believe there is a God for people but doggies…that’s something else. Unconditional love deserves an afterlife. Best to all and condolences for your loss.
Aw that sucks. Beckham was lucky to have landed in such a warm household to spend his life in, and y’all were clearly as fortunate to have him lurking around.
That beautiful pic of the young guy by the sea reminds me of the Robinson Jeffers poem about his lost pup about 70 years ago up the coast from you…
I’ve changed my ways a little; I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment,
You see me there.
So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you’d soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking-pan.
I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do
On the warm stone,
Nor at the foot of your bed; no, all the night through
I lie alone.
But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet
Outside your window where firelight so often plays,
And where you sit to read–and I fear often grieving for me–
Every night your lamplight lies on my place.
You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying
A little dog would get tired, living so long.
I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.
No, dear, that’s too much hope: you are not so well cared for
As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided
Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . .
But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
Terrible, terrible news. When I saw the pic, I thought I must have mixed up the names, and it was the anniversary of Satchmo’s loss…then I remembered you mentioned they were both sick last night.
So sad for you; as you may have noticed, I get impatient on Thursdays waiting for my basset blogging fix. What a terrible shame.
My condolences to you and your family. Those of us who have known your dogs through picture and prose are grateful for the generosity you have shown by sharing them with us. None of us have known the joy nor will we feel the loss as you do, but know that through TBogg we have each had a little bit of basset in our lives. Farewell Beckham.
We will all miss that dashing bassett, who swung from the “bassett chandelier” with an unmistakeable air of consternation that mere humans didn’t find his toenails acceptable “as is.”
As for the young’un, how long do you think it would take to train Fenway to bite the mayor in the butt every time he uses the phrases “economic feasibility study” and “new football stadium” in the same sentence?
Geddy, Alex and I are very sorry for your loss TBogg. Neal Peart….Joking around with Peart’s name right now doesn’t seem appropriate. I don’t know you but I have been reading you for many years now and I just want to offer my condolences. M.S.
I remember when he was just little. *sniff*
Well, it sure looked like he had a great life. My sympathies are with you all tonight. Give Fenway an extra hug for me.
When Kobe died I knew instantly that what I wanted to do was find the biggest, most comfortable, most luxurious sofa I could and put it in the living room and have a “Kobe place” because all we ever do is work. I’d never even finished putting furniture in the living room.
So we spent two days finding the perfect sofa. Looked at a zillion of them, fabrics, etc. They had to make it, it took about two months.
The sofa came today. And DeVeria, Chris and I did exactly what we were supposed to — after work, we sat down, lit a fire in the fireplace, watched a video of Kobe’s memorial that egregious and I made, and just relaxed. We never, ever do that.
I am so sorry Beckham is gone, Tbogg. I know there are no words that can begin to communicate the pain of that loss. For months I couldn’t even think about Kobe without thinking of the horror of the ICU and those last days. It was paralyzing.
I got him back again today — his old, goofy, funny self. He’s with us and he inspires us and he makes us all better people with more love for each other and appreciation for our lives.
As Lucy said to me the other day when she looked up from eating her food, “he’s here Mom, you just can’t see him.”
And Beckham is still here with you too. He always will be.
What a terrible shock! My deep condolences to the Tbogg family, and to fellow fans. Those of us who can’t have dogs of their own find surrogates wherever they can, and the Bogg Doggs have been mine for a long time.
Christ, this is the last thing I expected to find when I buzzed over here today…Just wanted to de-lurk a little to pass on my condolences to you and the rest of the Boggs. I’ve been following your blog for years now and have really enjoyed keeping abreast of the exploits of Satchmo, Beckham & Fenway. Just lost one of the best dogs I’ve ever owned to cancer the day after Xmas (6 yrs old, too…), I completely empathize. Hang tough, folks, I’ll be thinking good thoughts
Beckham started off as really my dog… I’m the one who made my mom go into the pet store and pick him out. When we came home with him and he started getting sick, I was still really too young to think that anything could happen to him. I always thought, “It’s way too early.” It’s still way too early even now. I loved that dog more than most people knew because he really was mine. And now he is gone… off with Satchmo. I know this will make him very happy to be with his big dog. I still haven’t really gotten over Satchmo’s passing and I think this one may be just as difficult, if not more so. So thank you everyone for the kind words and prayers…. the entire Bogg family appreciates its more than you could know.
Because of the boys and the way you share their lives with us, I am now nagging my wife on a weekly basis to add a basset to our family. Thank you for sharing that gift with us.
Sorry Tbogg. I think I’ve only commented once before. My wife loves our dogs more than she loves me – or anything for that matter. She doesn’t read blogs, but occasionally I’ll read a Thursday night post to her.
I hopped over here tonight for some humor after the beating progressives have taken over the past few days, hoping for something to pick me up. Well, obviously that didn’t happen. That said, it puts me in a better state of mind. I’m getting off the tubes now and will go sit with my two pooches as they take up 2 thirds of a very large sectional.
There are no words. I think i’ll go indulge my critters. The meeting between The Maker of all Things and the Wrecker and Chewer-Upper of all Things bears some thinking about. Take some time off from calling out the ridiculous: we’ll be here.
Well that sucks. I’m very sorry for the TBogg collective’s loss. They always die, and it’s never easy, but I’ve told myself many times (usually unconvincingly) that it teaches us more about life.
My dearie, My doggie was a fierce standard Dachshund named Jennie, whom we brought home in a little cardboard box when she was six weeks home. She was mine and she knew it, even if sometimes she had to pretend that other people mattered too. But she was MINE and I was hers and that’s the way it’ll always be. No matter who else comes into your life, you were Beckham’s and he was yours, and in the end, it’s Beckham who’ll be waiting for you – just as it will be My Jennie waiting for me. You’ll see him again.
I burst into tears when I saw the post on Balloon Juice….It was way too soon for sweet Beckham to go. Love and healing thoughts to the family. I know that these comments actually help a lot. It was my Miss Kify you posted back in April when she passed away. If I could give you one piece of advice it would be not to second guess how you reacted. I replayed the evening over and over with “what if?”…it didn’t help. Hug Fenway (if he lets you!). He is going to be lonely for a while….
Beckham and Satchmo will always be fondly remembered in this basset ruled house.
I’ve been reading you since America’s Worst Mother(TM) was in its infancy, and I’ve followed the basset blogging since its inception. The Bogg Bassets have been a source of joy and amusement for me, even as I faced the passing of my own beloved German Shepard Anusch at this time last year.
There are no words, but thanks and condolences will have to do.
This is just heart-breaking. I am so sorry for all of you. Once again I’m in tears for a dog I never met.
It’s times like these I really do wish I could believe he’s just gone further up the road to annoy Satchmo, who’s looking at him with his usual bemusement. Fogs, after all, unlike us deserve Heaven. But I know he’s alive in your hearts.
I feel terrible that I’m only just now finding out about dear little Beckham. The news is still sinking and with it my heart.
Thursdays and Beckham, like the late, great Satchmo, are inextricable in my mind. I so looked forward to seeing what the little scoundrel was up to every week. The world is a lesser place without his cheeky, disdainful glare.
I am so sorry, TBogg and family. Tears are welling in my eyes and a deluge is coming. It is just so unfair.
I am not a religious person but I do believe in the Rainbow Bridge where kindred souls are reunited for eternity. It is my want to believe Satchmo and Beckham are lounging together on The Great Celestial Ottoman reserved just for them.
If they are, and surely they must be because nothing else is acceptable, they are surely looking down on all of you and wishing they could nudge your tears away with their noses.
Beckham and Satchmo with angels’ wings. I need to believe in this.
Take care of your hearts, Bogg family members. And a special hug to Fenway.
Thank you Tbogg, for sharing Satchmo, Beckham and Fenway with us in both good times and tough times. I grieve with you tonight. I cry for your loss today and for the loss of my own dog three years ago.
Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me. Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me things you would have me learn. Speak to me often, for your voice is the world’s sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps fall on my waiting ear.
Please take me inside when it is cold and wet, for I am a domesticated animal, no longer accustomed to bitter elements. I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And, my friend, when I am very old, and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing, and sight, do not make heroic efforts to keep me going…please see that my trusting life is taken gently. I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hands.
I have laughed out loud reading your blog. Now I’m crying. Beckham’s over the Bridge with Satchmo. I believe you’ll see them again. Right now all you can do is keep putting one foot in front of the other. So many people are here with you.
Everyone else has said it so well, but I will extend my condolences, too. He was such a charmer and truly earned a special place in all our hearts. We will miss him as we miss Satchmo.
Satchmo and Beckham always made us laugh, smile and cry over the years, it has always been a very touching part of your family that you have shared with us Tbogg and we will miss the tales and photos of Beckham as much as we currently miss Satchmo.
My thoughts are with and your family in your time of loss.
We lost our first rescue papillon this way — from ‘off his feed’ one Sunday to pingponging from veterinarian to ICU on Monday and three frantic, credit-card-straining, futile days before unsuspected Addison’s Disease culminating in septic shock took 7-year-old Flash from us. As a veteran of many prolonged pet declines, I didn’t expect Flash’s sudden death to be so much more difficult — but for a long time, I’d jolt out of sleep with my heart racing, thinking I’d heard Flash calling and that I was somehow failing to respond properly to save him. Flash’s sudden disappearance also freaked out our other two dogs, so Fenway may be even more of a pain in the neck for a while.
As I remember, Beckham would never have survived his puppyhood pneumonia if you guys hadn’t been there to “waste” vast amounts of love, effort & money on a petshop purchase of value only to you. Not much consolation now, but as the adrenaline terror fades, the good memories… well, and the aggravating-but-entertaining-to-retell memories… will eventually be a consolation instead of a new & piercing sorrow.
I headed over to the old place just now and did a search that compiled many photos of Badass Becks and his partner in harmless crime, Satch, two at the top of the cutest dogs that ever lived list.
Our old dog’s death also freaked out Sandy, dog #2. She looked for him constantly. I gave her lots of attention, took her on car rides every day — her favorite thing — but she looked lost. When I came home for lunch, instead of smiling and bouncing around happily, she stood in the foyer, dejected, as if she had expected me to bring Bean home, and WHERE WAS HE? Two months later we rescued a mutt, and 10 months after that they’re friends, but I think she still misses Bean. I worry about Fenway. He will need lots of love/attention.
And I wonder if Beckham’s spirit will pay the TBogg family a visit now and then. Bean did/does … occasionally one of us will hear the single, sharp bark he used to give in the morning to wake us up.
I came over from BJ. I can’t believe it. I am so so sorry. Lots of hugs for you guys and Fenway. Beckham reminds me of my first dog who died almost 5 yrs ago. Naughty but a sweet personality.
Like a lot of others here tonight, I’ve come out of mostly lurking status to offer my deepest and realest condolences. I have an old doggie hat I truly love, and I under stand how much grief an dog-sized hole in the world can hold. No falsness, just my sympoathies. Bonnie
Casey,and, Mr. & Mrs.TBogg, I share your pain and sorrow, it is visceral, and one can only ride it out. Beckham will live in your hearts forever, but he won’t be that large warm spot on your bed anymore. I know how it feels to miss that constant, loving, warm, furry presence. My condolences to you all.
PS I, too, always look forward to Thursday night bassets.
I don’t know you and I don’t know Beckham. Unfortunately, I do know what it feels like. I have to wonder if dogs are so friggin’ great while they are with us to make up for how bad it’s going to hurt us when they go.
the bassets are what initially got me into your site, and i’ve grown to feel like they’re part of my extended family. the wife and i are both very very sad tonight. our thoughts are with you and your family.
It’s amazing, even after working with dogs professionally for 12 years, how these guys take a place in our hearts while they drive us crazy. There won’t be another Beckham, just like there will not be another Satchmo.
I’m one more lurker who says I’m so sorry for your loss, especially for the suddeness of it.
Beckham was surely my favorite of he BoggDoggs. I am so deeply sorry and unsure how to break it to my kids. We all looked forward to the Bassett blogging. My heart is breaking for all of you. Fenway has big paws to fill. (((((((TBogg, Mrs. TBogg, LTC)))))))
I’m purely a lurker but I had to register to tell you how very heartbroken I am for your family. Our dog is our kid and it usually only takes about 5 minutes when my husband and I are home on Thursday evenings for one of us to ask if we saw the Thursday Basset Blogging on TBOGG.
Our deepest condolences for you and our family at this time of loss.
If you don’t mind, the picture you chose reminds me of, of all things, “Jonathan Livingston Seagull”, and heaven as a beach where he will always be playing.
Others here have expressed with words better than any I could craft the shock and pain of learning about the passing of a dog we only knew via your words. Many thanks for sharing the joy and sorrow of Beckham’s life over the last few, terribly short years. Hugs to all.
My condolences. Beckham was a handsome chap, one who obviously brought you real joy. He was very photogenic, and I looked forward to seeing his Bassett mug here each week.
Before I’m given credit for “pulling photos” together. I merely did a search on TBogg’s old, well organized, blog for “bassets” and a whole lot of golden oldies came up. I’m sure there are more hidden away in there.
All the credit goes to TBogg for sharing and cataloguing them and Blogspot’s search engine.
This one‘s on my desktop and will stay there for a good long while. Brothers in stumpy arms, smiling for the camera, is how I want to remember Beckham and his mentor, Satchmo.
Beckham tried so hard to be evil, but he couldn’t quite pull it off. He was a faithful friend to the end, wasn’t he? I wonder if his throat fur will be green in heaven?
I am so very sorry, TBogg. I don’t think there is any loss greater than losing these beautiful creatures on this earth. Nothing… nothing hurts so much. Surely, we’ll see them again.
My condolences, very sorry to hear this news.
Here’s hoping Becks is off running at Dog Beach on another plane.
Fenway is probably wondering where his buddy is. Hope he’s okay.
We’ve had animals ever since marriage. They’ve come and gone, and I think all we can do for each other is share our happiness and love while they’re with us. It’s clear to me B. gave love and received it. God bless you and your family.
I saw the photo (the beautiful photo) of Beckham before I read your previous post and was almost feeling the warmth of the sunshine and dog happiness and then..saw…the dates.
And thought…”oh no”.
I am so sorry. My sympathies to you and your family. Damn and damn.
One thought though. Dog heaven surely exists. And he had the next best thing here on earth. A wonderful home and family, fun things to chew on, comfy places to sleep and a crowd who adored him vicariously.
Thanks so much for sharing him. We’re richer for it.
And now I’m really tearful because I read to LAndTCasey ‘s sweet post…
I wanted to add this. One of my favorite bits of …um… doggerel…. ..which always reminds me of my dear old beagle who once dragged a whole country ham into the yard to gnaw on when she was so sick and elderly, she could barely walk ten feet…
Most of her life, I gave the feeing she waas trying to hynotize me with long doggy stares into dropping food at any and every meal. So this rang true.
From “Unleashed: Poems by Writers’ Dogs “:
“You going to eat that?
You going to eat that?
You going to eat that?
I will eat that. “
I’m a long-time lurker (I think I commented once or twice a while back)and a huge fan of the Tbogg clan, especially the Boyz. I’m a cat owner myself right now, but I also love dogs. Your tales of the bassets and Thursday night basset blogging have always brought back wonderful memories of the first doggie I ever loved, Max the basset, who belonged to friends of my parents. When I was a very little girl, I loved going to visit these friends because I could play with Max, who would let me roll around on him, pull his ears, try to ride him like a pony, etc., and all Max ever did was love me. I said then to my parents, and for many years, “I want a Max,” and what I meant was that I wanted a basset. I still do and someday I will get my Max. Anyway, I’ve lost beloved pets before and I know exactly what you are going through. My heart is breaking for you, Mrs. TBogg, the L&T Casey, and poor Fenway, who must be the saddest and loneliest of you all right now. Take care, all of you.
Damn. Just getting used to Thursdays w/o St. Satch, now this. As others have said- our words can only serve as a reminder that Beckham (& Stachmo) were loved by many, but more importantly given a wonderful loving home and a good quality of life by the TBogg clan. Hugs & skritches to Fenway and the rest of Casa de TBogg. Namaste.
Thank you so much for linking to these wonderful pictures. I wasn’t here in those years, and it really helped to be filled in on these great shots of the boys.
Sorry. My heart goes out to you and your family. It’s not been a good year, but let’s think of the little guy being there with the spirits of Satchmo & Cooter. With much Aloha.
Well, that just stinks. For many of us, our pets aren’t something we “own” – they’re part of the family and their loss is incredibly painful. My condolences to you and your family.
I am so sorry. Thank you for sharing Beckham with all of us for the time you had with him. Many hearts are filled with caring for all the Tbogg family.
I’m so sorry! I just found out. I’ve adored your bassets from afar (your photos are often delightful), and that shot of Beckham on the beach just tears my heart out. My best to all of you,
Please accept my condolences on your loss. The ONLY fault of a dog is their inability to outlive us, and so, we, alone must mourn where otherwise our dog would help shoulder our burdens.
Loving thoughts of peace and grace in your time of sorrow.
oh i’m so sorry!
Oh, hell.
My deepest sympathies.
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That well and truly sucks.
RIP Beckham.
;-(
Oh my gosh. I am so deeply sorry to hear this.
Well, shit.
Sorry…
So sorry
Oh, how terrible. I’m so sorry for all three of you (and Fenway, assuming he notices). Six is far, far too young.
I’d like to think that he’s once again hanging with Satchmo.
My condolences to the Boggs and all of the denizens hereabout.
So sad to hear this …
Don’t know what to say. I’ve been a lurker but always check in for Thurs. Night Basset Blogging–which is weird because I haven’t had a dog for a couple of years now and I’m left with a few cats. This is just heart-breaking.
Beckham and Satchmo can play with my puppy Buddy.
TBogg, you’ve made me love your dogs without even having had to have met them. That is about a good a tribute you can pay them as anything.
RIP Beckham, I will never forget you.
I am so sorry to hear this news. Losing a beloved pup is the hardest thing dog lovers go through. Some of us don’t learn and go through it again and again and again…
We lost our Sam on xmas day a few years back. Two songs went a long way towards helping me through. “Lush & Green” by Grandpaboy, and the Dead’s “He’s Gone.”
Six is far too young. Sincerest sympathy for you and yours.
Condolences.
So sorry to hear–I have loved both the boys from afar across the toobz.
Terrible news. This completely sucks in the truest and deepest sense of the word.
I started reading your blog right about the time that Beckham was a youngster, chewing up everything that wasn’t red-hot or nailed down, and I always looked forward to your stories about him.
TBogg, I don’t have the words, but deepest condolences to you and your family.
Ah, hells and damnation. Our deepest sympathies to you and the family, T. As old style Catbloggers, we’ve always come here to get a fix for our puppy jones.
I am so sorry.
Boggs,
I am so sorry for all of you. There are no words. Bach is on the radio: perhaps that will help a little…
TIP
I am so sad, and so sorry.
Deepest condolences, TBogg.
I’m SO sorry.
It’s always the good ones that go young.
I’m so sorry; far too soon.
I’m one of the many lurkers over the year who came for the snarky analysis and fell in love with a bunch of dogs I’d never see. Thursday Basset blogging has always been one of my favorite features of any website anywhere. My condolences to you and all of the TBogg family.
Poor TBoggs. Poor Fenway. I’m so very sorry. I hope Satchmo and Beckham are happily cavorting in doggie heaven with my boys. And I hope you will dream about them, like I did … they were smiling and frisky, as if they were letting me know that all was well with them.
I was so hoping it wouldn’t happen. I’m so sorry.
So sorry TBogg, for you and your family.
Oof. So, so sorry, T, condolences to all. Cold comfort, but that was one well-loved pooch, and it was a great (if way too short) life that he takes with him to wherever wonderful doggies go when they leave us.
So sorry to hear that.
Goddammit. One of the reasons I began to read this goddamned blog was because six years ago you had these pics up with the cutest dog ever.
Goddammit to hell. I was hoping he’d at least get to bite that ever-odious shitheel Roger Hedgecock before he left.
Goddammit.
Oh no. Oh, Becks. I am so very sorry.
I just left a best wishes on the previous post. And now this.
I am so very, very sorry to hear about this. My best to Fenway and the two-legged Boggs, and may Beckham always be in your (and our) thoughts and memories.
Shit. I’m so very sorry, Tbogg.
I was in a Vet. waiting room myself, on MLK day, with my friends Roy and Nancy. Roy, a black lab, was the patient, and we all agreed that vet. rooms pretty much suck. We got the heck outta there as soon as we could.
Too young…
Condolences to Mr.& Mrs. TBogg and the L&TCBogg.
I’m so sorry.
I am so very sorry, Tbogg. My deepest condolences to you and your family. May Beckham journey swiftly to the other side and peek in on you from time to time to let you know he’s all right now and to see how you’re doing.
Ah hell.
Oh, kids, I’m so sorry.
My deepest sympathy. I am so sorry.
My heart goes out to you and your whole family. We lost our dearly loved 15 year old cat just two nights ago, very suddenly, so grieving over a lost family member is very close to us.
Damn.
so sad.
I’m very sorry. :(
I’m so sorry for your loss.
Very sorry for your loss, TBogg. Condolences to you and the rest of your family.
Oh hell. I was away from the computer most of the day and did not see your previous posting. When I clicked my RSS feed and saw the title of this post a feeling of dread came over me. I am so sorry for you and the family — both human and canine. Love and sympathy to all.
Linda
I am so very sorry. Condolences and hugs to you, Mrs. T and the L&T Casey.
I am very sorry – I always enjoyed reading about the four legged guy.
(((((((tbogg and family))))))) – You are in our hearts.
I don’t even know what to say. Goddammit.
When I was in San Diego last week, I came this close to aimlessly meandering around PB hoping to get a glimpse of guy (or gal) walking a couple of bassets.
My sympathies to all.
Really sorry to hear this. My sympathies to you and yours.
I’m so sorry to hear this. Many hugs to you and your family.
(((((Tbogg & Family)))) He’ll be waiting with his friends at the Rainbow Bridge
Perhaps it will be a comfort to hear what my sister told me when one of our dogs died young: dogs don’t know how long they live, they only know how well they live. You gave Beckham a good and happy life, and a part of him will always be running on that beach with you.
I am so, so sorry TBogg. I read the blog everyday via RSS but almost never comment. But I had to come out of the woodwork to express my unexpectedly profound sorrow on this loss, especially as it seemed so sudden. My heartfelt prayers for you and your family.
Baruch Dayan haEmet. I am very sorry.
I can’t tell you how often your boys have revived my spirits. I never miss a Thursday night with the Bassets.
I am so very sorry for you and your beautiful family.
Oh man, TBogg, that’s tough. I’m sorry to hear that.
So sorry to hear this. We’ll be thinking of y’all
Losing a friend is never easy, thoughts are with the Tbogg household.
Beckham had a wonderful life, thanks to his Bogg family.
Condolences.
So sorry.
I am hesitant to ask, but is Fenway feeling better? We are so sad about this. This has been a bad week. We’re in Massachusetts.
This is tough. My thoughts are with you.
I’m so sorry to hear of your loss. It is terribly sad to lose a dear friend. Hopefully it can give you just a little comfort to know that you gave him the love and compassion he deserved. I’m sorry.
Oh, TBogg, I’m so very sorry. All of us here, 2-legged and 4-legged, send you our love.
Condolences to you and the Mrs., TBogg.
This is just wrong. A wonderful young dog is gone. There’s nothing equivalent to losing a much-beloved dog. It hurts like hell and doesn’t ease up for a long time. I don’t know why, but it’s so. My sympathy to the Tbogg family.
my condolences man.
Oh no. Am so sorry. Hugs all around!
Our hearts go out to you. Godspeed, Beckham.
Damn, that is so sad. Thursday nights with the boys is a highlight of my blog week. He will be missed.
I registered with this site just to be able to give you my condolences. There is little in life that pierces our hearts like the loss of a doggie companion. Just know that Beckham will be mourned and missed by many, both friends and strangers, from near and far.
My condolences. I only lurk here, but I like to think he’s glowering down from doggy heaven now.
I’m so sorry. I have many photos of him saved on my computer, since he was a puppy. There seems to be some virus or bacteria affecting dogs, at least in Southern California. Last Friday morning, my 5 year old dog began throwing up every ten minutes. This went on for three hours, until we got her into the emergency room Vet. She’s okay now, but I’d never seen such a thing come over an otherwise healthy dog so fast. I’m 200 miles north, in L.A. Again, sorry for your loss, Tbogg & family.
There’s nothing we can say that makes a damn bit of difference, but we have to say what we can: I’m so, so sorry.
I’m so sorry. Having lost my last kitty girl just a month ago today, I know words do nothing, and there is only the sorrow and emptiness and strange lack of warmth after they go.
Condolences to all of you–and thank you for sharing Beckham with all of us these years.
Well, this puts a cap on a crappy week. My sincerest sympathies to the T-
Bogg family. Hope you get another puppy soon…it’s the best therapy.
The internets are strange, and I’m old (well, pretty much your age) and transitioning, TBogg, LTC, and the lovely and luscious MrsBogg, but so I feel almost like one of my own had passed, and I’m seriously saddened by your loss, and envious of the laughs and love B gave you, which I’m very sure you will all come to after time having been through it before, and because you seem to be such genuinely decent people and losing a dog is like being stuck in an elevator with Glenn Beck through all of eternity.
So, I’m getting a shelter dog, ASAP. A puppy.
But not a Basset!!!!
Blessings and condolences to the TBogg clan. Goodbye, Beckham. May the Maker of All Things receive you home.
I don’t believe there is a God for people but doggies…that’s something else. Unconditional love deserves an afterlife. Best to all and condolences for your loss.
nor help for pain.
peace.
Aw that sucks. Beckham was lucky to have landed in such a warm household to spend his life in, and y’all were clearly as fortunate to have him lurking around.
So sorry to hear about your loss.
oh hell, i am so sorry to read this. condolences to you, mrs t and the l&t casey.
Oh, that is just rotten. I’m so sorry. What a shit week.
Aw Sweet Jesus what a horrible thing to have happen. I am so so very sorry for your loss my brother.
Peace and love to you, Mrs. T, L&TC.
I am so sorry. My condolences.
My deepest condolences to all of you, and especially the lovely and talented Casey. Beckham was a beautiful boy, and he will be missed.
My condolences.
I’m very sorry.
He was short but he cast a long shadow.
didn’t even want to hit the mouse. Fuck.
My heartfelt condolences to all of you.
My eyes are so full of tears, I can hardly type.
Thinking of you.
Condolences, and much love.
That beautiful pic of the young guy by the sea reminds me of the Robinson Jeffers poem about his lost pup about 70 years ago up the coast from you…
I’ve changed my ways a little; I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment,
You see me there.
So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you’d soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking-pan.
I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do
On the warm stone,
Nor at the foot of your bed; no, all the night through
I lie alone.
But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet
Outside your window where firelight so often plays,
And where you sit to read–and I fear often grieving for me–
Every night your lamplight lies on my place.
You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying
A little dog would get tired, living so long.
I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.
No, dear, that’s too much hope: you are not so well cared for
As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided
Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . .
But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
My deepest sympathies and respects,
sg
Dammit dammit dammit.
I’ve been lurking since Beckham was the little bastard. I am so, so sorry for all of you.
Sweet Jesus on toast points!
I am so sorry.
My deepest condolences to you, Mrs Tbogg, the lovely and talented Casey and Fenway.
Poop!
Oh, no.
(((((((TBogg, Mrs. T., L&TC, & Fenway))))))))
Terrible, terrible news. When I saw the pic, I thought I must have mixed up the names, and it was the anniversary of Satchmo’s loss…then I remembered you mentioned they were both sick last night.
So sad for you; as you may have noticed, I get impatient on Thursdays waiting for my basset blogging fix. What a terrible shame.
I just heard about Beckham. I know how much the loss of a friend hurts. My condolences to you.
Deepest condolences for you and your family.
No worries – he’s having a good ol’ time in the Great Meadow in the Sky!
I am so sorry for your loss.
Aw poop. I’m very sorry.
Oh, my – that poem – never saw it before, but it has put the tears over the brim….Lovely.
i am so sorry
goddammit. I’m so sorry, TBogg. Hugs to you and yours and Fenway.
My condolences to you and your family. Those of us who have known your dogs through picture and prose are grateful for the generosity you have shown by sharing them with us. None of us have known the joy nor will we feel the loss as you do, but know that through TBogg we have each had a little bit of basset in our lives. Farewell Beckham.
We will all miss that dashing bassett, who swung from the “bassett chandelier” with an unmistakeable air of consternation that mere humans didn’t find his toenails acceptable “as is.”
As for the young’un, how long do you think it would take to train Fenway to bite the mayor in the butt every time he uses the phrases “economic feasibility study” and “new football stadium” in the same sentence?
I’m so sorry. My condolences to you and your family.
Very sad news. My condolences to you all.
I am so sad and so sorry. {{{{TBogg & Family}}}}
Fuck.
Never even got to meet him, and here I am tearing up… ridiculous. Huge puppy hugs from Vermont to everyone at Casa Tbogg. So sorry.
I’m so sorry. I know life isn’t fair, but this seems to cross the line.
My God, he was too young. I’m sorry for you & your family. Hugs to Fenway who I know will miss him too.
So sorry for your loss. I’ll miss his adorable basset face every Thursday.
My condelences, Beckham was a beautiful and righteous dog. I will hold my own dogs more closely tonight.
Yous that are left, rejoice in his memory, mourn his loss, and remember we’re all sending wicked, powerful healing type Qi in your specific direction.
so sorry, man.
Geddy, Alex and I are very sorry for your loss TBogg. Neal Peart….Joking around with Peart’s name right now doesn’t seem appropriate. I don’t know you but I have been reading you for many years now and I just want to offer my condolences. M.S.
I am deeply and profoundly sorry for the loss of Beckham. My deepest condolences to you and your family.
NO! Oh, no.
::
Wow, so sorry to hear. My sympathies on your loss.
I remember when he was just little. *sniff*
Well, it sure looked like he had a great life. My sympathies are with you all tonight. Give Fenway an extra hug for me.
When Kobe died I knew instantly that what I wanted to do was find the biggest, most comfortable, most luxurious sofa I could and put it in the living room and have a “Kobe place” because all we ever do is work. I’d never even finished putting furniture in the living room.
So we spent two days finding the perfect sofa. Looked at a zillion of them, fabrics, etc. They had to make it, it took about two months.
The sofa came today. And DeVeria, Chris and I did exactly what we were supposed to — after work, we sat down, lit a fire in the fireplace, watched a video of Kobe’s memorial that egregious and I made, and just relaxed. We never, ever do that.
I am so sorry Beckham is gone, Tbogg. I know there are no words that can begin to communicate the pain of that loss. For months I couldn’t even think about Kobe without thinking of the horror of the ICU and those last days. It was paralyzing.
I got him back again today — his old, goofy, funny self. He’s with us and he inspires us and he makes us all better people with more love for each other and appreciation for our lives.
As Lucy said to me the other day when she looked up from eating her food, “he’s here Mom, you just can’t see him.”
And Beckham is still here with you too. He always will be.
Shocking. Beckham was, and will always remain, my favorite Christmas Stegosaurus.
Condolences.
Well fuck. I am so sorry. I know words do not really help but remember we are all here for you and sending thoughts and/or prayers your way.
Long time lurker. Felt like I knew Beckham — heck, he was my dog. My deepest condolences to the TBogg family.
Strange, how life is like that.
But it is.
Very sorry.
What a terrible shock! My deep condolences to the Tbogg family, and to fellow fans. Those of us who can’t have dogs of their own find surrogates wherever they can, and the Bogg Doggs have been mine for a long time.
I’m so sorry. Condolences to all chez TBogg.
I am so, so sorry.
This really makes me want to cry.
I hope you, your lovely wife and daughter are all okay.
Longtime fan and lurker here. My old dogs and I are very sorry for your loss.
OMG, I am just so, so, sorry. I know how bad it hurts. Take care of yourselves.
TBogg,
Deepest condolences.
-G
Christ, this is the last thing I expected to find when I buzzed over here today…Just wanted to de-lurk a little to pass on my condolences to you and the rest of the Boggs. I’ve been following your blog for years now and have really enjoyed keeping abreast of the exploits of Satchmo, Beckham & Fenway. Just lost one of the best dogs I’ve ever owned to cancer the day after Xmas (6 yrs old, too…), I completely empathize. Hang tough, folks, I’ll be thinking good thoughts
Beckham started off as really my dog… I’m the one who made my mom go into the pet store and pick him out. When we came home with him and he started getting sick, I was still really too young to think that anything could happen to him. I always thought, “It’s way too early.” It’s still way too early even now. I loved that dog more than most people knew because he really was mine. And now he is gone… off with Satchmo. I know this will make him very happy to be with his big dog. I still haven’t really gotten over Satchmo’s passing and I think this one may be just as difficult, if not more so. So thank you everyone for the kind words and prayers…. the entire Bogg family appreciates its more than you could know.
RIP Becks… I’ll miss you monkey.
I am so sorry to hear this, Tom.
Because of the boys and the way you share their lives with us, I am now nagging my wife on a weekly basis to add a basset to our family. Thank you for sharing that gift with us.
Sorry Tbogg. I think I’ve only commented once before. My wife loves our dogs more than she loves me – or anything for that matter. She doesn’t read blogs, but occasionally I’ll read a Thursday night post to her.
I hopped over here tonight for some humor after the beating progressives have taken over the past few days, hoping for something to pick me up. Well, obviously that didn’t happen. That said, it puts me in a better state of mind. I’m getting off the tubes now and will go sit with my two pooches as they take up 2 thirds of a very large sectional.
There are no words. I think i’ll go indulge my critters. The meeting between The Maker of all Things and the Wrecker and Chewer-Upper of all Things bears some thinking about. Take some time off from calling out the ridiculous: we’ll be here.
Fuck.
This has been a really bad week.
damn man. as a dog lover i can only say the more you hurt the more you loved. not cool though. not cool at all. :^(
Well that sucks. I’m very sorry for the TBogg collective’s loss. They always die, and it’s never easy, but I’ve told myself many times (usually unconvincingly) that it teaches us more about life.
On that philosophical note, I’ll shut up.
My dearie, My doggie was a fierce standard Dachshund named Jennie, whom we brought home in a little cardboard box when she was six weeks home. She was mine and she knew it, even if sometimes she had to pretend that other people mattered too. But she was MINE and I was hers and that’s the way it’ll always be. No matter who else comes into your life, you were Beckham’s and he was yours, and in the end, it’s Beckham who’ll be waiting for you – just as it will be My Jennie waiting for me. You’ll see him again.
So sorry. This simply sucks. My wishes go out to the whole family.
I burst into tears when I saw the post on Balloon Juice….It was way too soon for sweet Beckham to go. Love and healing thoughts to the family. I know that these comments actually help a lot. It was my Miss Kify you posted back in April when she passed away. If I could give you one piece of advice it would be not to second guess how you reacted. I replayed the evening over and over with “what if?”…it didn’t help. Hug Fenway (if he lets you!). He is going to be lonely for a while….
Beckham and Satchmo will always be fondly remembered in this basset ruled house.
Nooooo! How horrible. my deepest sympathy.
TBogg,
I’ve been reading you since America’s Worst Mother(TM) was in its infancy, and I’ve followed the basset blogging since its inception. The Bogg Bassets have been a source of joy and amusement for me, even as I faced the passing of my own beloved German Shepard Anusch at this time last year.
There are no words, but thanks and condolences will have to do.
Deepest sympathy to Beckham and his family. I did not know him but I can tell he was a very special guy who will be dearly missed. Peace.
I’m so sorry, TBogg.
Rest in Peace Beckham.
Our hearts go out to you, Mr, Mrs, and L&T TBoggs. Our 12-year-old Rescuskie (rescue Husky) is in for a mind-bending evening of pats and hugs.
I am so shocked and so sad and so sorry, and keeping you all in my own broken heart. much love, from tokyo.
This is just heart-breaking. I am so sorry for all of you. Once again I’m in tears for a dog I never met.
It’s times like these I really do wish I could believe he’s just gone further up the road to annoy Satchmo, who’s looking at him with his usual bemusement. Fogs, after all, unlike us deserve Heaven. But I know he’s alive in your hearts.
TBogg, Mrs. TBogg, and L&TCasey, I am so sorry for your loss of sweet, dear Bekham. -Muffy B.
Long-time reader and short-time dog owner de-lurking just long enough to send my thoughts and condolences to the whole family.
So sorry. Our thoughts are with you and your family.
I am very sorry for the loss of Beckham
:-(
I am not a “dog person”. I come here for the snark.
Why, then, am I all teary-eyed? Damn!
I feel terrible that I’m only just now finding out about dear little Beckham. The news is still sinking and with it my heart.
Thursdays and Beckham, like the late, great Satchmo, are inextricable in my mind. I so looked forward to seeing what the little scoundrel was up to every week. The world is a lesser place without his cheeky, disdainful glare.
I am so sorry, TBogg and family. Tears are welling in my eyes and a deluge is coming. It is just so unfair.
I am not a religious person but I do believe in the Rainbow Bridge where kindred souls are reunited for eternity. It is my want to believe Satchmo and Beckham are lounging together on The Great Celestial Ottoman reserved just for them.
If they are, and surely they must be because nothing else is acceptable, they are surely looking down on all of you and wishing they could nudge your tears away with their noses.
Beckham and Satchmo with angels’ wings. I need to believe in this.
Take care of your hearts, Bogg family members. And a special hug to Fenway.
Thank you Tbogg, for sharing Satchmo, Beckham and Fenway with us in both good times and tough times. I grieve with you tonight. I cry for your loss today and for the loss of my own dog three years ago.
Aw, jeeze… This is heartbreaking. I am so sorry. His fate was always safest in your hands, Family Tbogg.
P.S. The photo you posted is a favourite, along with this one. Oh and this one, though there are dozens.
Dear T.,
I’m very sorry for your loss. My thoughts are with you and your family. I’m sure B. will be missed.
Take care.
-FF
Deepest condolences to you and your family.
I have laughed out loud reading your blog. Now I’m crying. Beckham’s over the Bridge with Satchmo. I believe you’ll see them again. Right now all you can do is keep putting one foot in front of the other. So many people are here with you.
Condolences to all of you.
Everyone else has said it so well, but I will extend my condolences, too. He was such a charmer and truly earned a special place in all our hearts. We will miss him as we miss Satchmo.
Peace
So sad. :(
Satchmo and Beckham always made us laugh, smile and cry over the years, it has always been a very touching part of your family that you have shared with us Tbogg and we will miss the tales and photos of Beckham as much as we currently miss Satchmo.
My thoughts are with and your family in your time of loss.
I am so sorry, TBogg & family.
We lost our first rescue papillon this way — from ‘off his feed’ one Sunday to pingponging from veterinarian to ICU on Monday and three frantic, credit-card-straining, futile days before unsuspected Addison’s Disease culminating in septic shock took 7-year-old Flash from us. As a veteran of many prolonged pet declines, I didn’t expect Flash’s sudden death to be so much more difficult — but for a long time, I’d jolt out of sleep with my heart racing, thinking I’d heard Flash calling and that I was somehow failing to respond properly to save him. Flash’s sudden disappearance also freaked out our other two dogs, so Fenway may be even more of a pain in the neck for a while.
As I remember, Beckham would never have survived his puppyhood pneumonia if you guys hadn’t been there to “waste” vast amounts of love, effort & money on a petshop purchase of value only to you. Not much consolation now, but as the adrenaline terror fades, the good memories… well, and the aggravating-but-entertaining-to-retell memories… will eventually be a consolation instead of a new & piercing sorrow.
I’m so sorry. Love to all the TBogg family.
I’ve grown to love your dogs. My condolences.
I headed over to the old place just now and did a search that compiled many photos of Badass Becks and his partner in harmless crime, Satch, two at the top of the cutest dogs that ever lived list.
You’ve all my empathy, TBogg family. Many hugs, hold on tight.
Jan
So sorry at this very sad news Tbogg. Heartfelt condolences to you and all his loved ones.
Our old dog’s death also freaked out Sandy, dog #2. She looked for him constantly. I gave her lots of attention, took her on car rides every day — her favorite thing — but she looked lost. When I came home for lunch, instead of smiling and bouncing around happily, she stood in the foyer, dejected, as if she had expected me to bring Bean home, and WHERE WAS HE? Two months later we rescued a mutt, and 10 months after that they’re friends, but I think she still misses Bean. I worry about Fenway. He will need lots of love/attention.
And I wonder if Beckham’s spirit will pay the TBogg family a visit now and then. Bean did/does … occasionally one of us will hear the single, sharp bark he used to give in the morning to wake us up.
I came over from BJ. I can’t believe it. I am so so sorry. Lots of hugs for you guys and Fenway. Beckham reminds me of my first dog who died almost 5 yrs ago. Naughty but a sweet personality.
Like a lot of others here tonight, I’ve come out of mostly lurking status to offer my deepest and realest condolences. I have an old doggie hat I truly love, and I under stand how much grief an dog-sized hole in the world can hold. No falsness, just my sympoathies. Bonnie
TBogg, Mrs. TBogg and Lovely Casey, I’m so very sorry.
Take care, dears.
I’m sorry for your loss, tbogg
I am so so sorry. I will hold my pups a little closer tonight.
Please accept my sincere goddammit.
FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUU…….
I’m so sorry for you loss. Remember-all dogs go to heaven.
aw crap. godspeed little guy.
Rats!
This sucks.
It also blows.
Let’s face it. This sucks AND blows.
So sorry. ac
Oh fuck.
I loved that little bastard.
Lesley, that was a wonderful trip down memory lane. Thanks so much for doing it!
Shit… this really sucks…deepest condolences to you and your family.
I’m so sorry for your loss.
Casey,and, Mr. & Mrs.TBogg, I share your pain and sorrow, it is visceral, and one can only ride it out. Beckham will live in your hearts forever, but he won’t be that large warm spot on your bed anymore. I know how it feels to miss that constant, loving, warm, furry presence. My condolences to you all.
PS I, too, always look forward to Thursday night bassets.
My deepest condolences.
This made me go give my dog a great big cuddle.
I don’t know you and I don’t know Beckham. Unfortunately, I do know what it feels like. I have to wonder if dogs are so friggin’ great while they are with us to make up for how bad it’s going to hurt us when they go.
My condolences.
Condolences, TBogg. Very sorry to hear it.
the bassets are what initially got me into your site, and i’ve grown to feel like they’re part of my extended family. the wife and i are both very very sad tonight. our thoughts are with you and your family.
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn.
And fuck-all, too.
This is so unbearably sad. My condolences, for what they’re worth.
It’s amazing, even after working with dogs professionally for 12 years, how these guys take a place in our hearts while they drive us crazy. There won’t be another Beckham, just like there will not be another Satchmo.
I’m one more lurker who says I’m so sorry for your loss, especially for the suddeness of it.
I’m very sorry for your loss, TBogg.
What they all said up-thread . . . add my condolences.
Beckham was surely my favorite of he BoggDoggs. I am so deeply sorry and unsure how to break it to my kids. We all looked forward to the Bassett blogging. My heart is breaking for all of you. Fenway has big paws to fill. (((((((TBogg, Mrs. TBogg, LTC)))))))
My deepest condolences.
My condolence.
I hope everyone else is as well as can be.
I’m purely a lurker but I had to register to tell you how very heartbroken I am for your family. Our dog is our kid and it usually only takes about 5 minutes when my husband and I are home on Thursday evenings for one of us to ask if we saw the Thursday Basset Blogging on TBOGG.
Our deepest condolences for you and our family at this time of loss.
Farewell sweet lowrider.
I know hard this is. We lost our Clifford almost a year ago and it still aches. Please accept my sympathies.
Ah, sympathies.
Well, that’s just bloody awful news. Very sorry to hear it, Tom.
I generally think of myself as an agnostic but it’s this type of bullshit which pushes one into the atheist camp.
My condolences to the Bogg Clan: we shall all miss him very much.
Here’s hoping he and Satchmo are collectively wreaking havoc with some deity’s freshly made bed covers.
I am so very sorry for your loss…Beckham was a joy to see every week and I will miss him.
Sorry for your loss.
If you don’t mind, the picture you chose reminds me of, of all things, “Jonathan Livingston Seagull”, and heaven as a beach where he will always be playing.
Sometimes there are no words.
Our thoughts are with you.
We share your grief. How we all wish we could ease your sorrow.
Damn. So sorry.
Others here have expressed with words better than any I could craft the shock and pain of learning about the passing of a dog we only knew via your words. Many thanks for sharing the joy and sorrow of Beckham’s life over the last few, terribly short years. Hugs to all.
damn.
sorry to hear that.
sucks.
Thanks for pulling those photos together, Lesley.
Lesley:
Those are great. Especially the demonic ones.
What a nice tribute to Beckham.
Jesus that really, really sucks. My heart goes out to you and yours. Dammint.
I’m sorry that he went so soon. He was a good dog.
May he rest in peace.
Ah, man.
My condolences. Beckham was a handsome chap, one who obviously brought you real joy. He was very photogenic, and I looked forward to seeing his Bassett mug here each week.
So sorry.
Oh no. I’m so very sorry, Tbogg.
Yet another heartbroken lurker typing through tears to send my deepest condolences to the entire tbogg family. This is so sad, I will miss him.
Deepest condolences for you and your family. So sad.
Before I’m given credit for “pulling photos” together. I merely did a search on TBogg’s old, well organized, blog for “bassets” and a whole lot of golden oldies came up. I’m sure there are more hidden away in there.
All the credit goes to TBogg for sharing and cataloguing them and Blogspot’s search engine.
This one‘s on my desktop and will stay there for a good long while. Brothers in stumpy arms, smiling for the camera, is how I want to remember Beckham and his mentor, Satchmo.
Beckham tried so hard to be evil, but he couldn’t quite pull it off. He was a faithful friend to the end, wasn’t he? I wonder if his throat fur will be green in heaven?
I am so, so sorry to hear this, T. My deepest sympathies to you and yours.
No matter how long they’re with us, it’s never quite long enough, is it?
Condolences to You and Your Family.
Oh no. So sorry. I don’t think you ever really get over losing them but I hope the tears and sorrow will soon ease for you all.
Damn dog stories never have a happy ending and too often the stories are much too short.
My heart aches for you TBoggs.
So very hard. May your hearts find solace.
I’m delurking just long enough to send condolences to you and yours. I’m sorry for your loss, sir.
Sorry for the bad news, but I loved this comment most of all:
I am so very sorry, TBogg. I don’t think there is any loss greater than losing these beautiful creatures on this earth. Nothing… nothing hurts so much. Surely, we’ll see them again.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, shit. So sorry to hear.
Ain’t nothing like a dog, especially a little bastard. Many condolences.
I know how much you all loved him, I’m so very sorry for you, and your family’s loss.
My condolences, very sorry to hear this news.
Here’s hoping Becks is off running at Dog Beach on another plane.
Fenway is probably wondering where his buddy is. Hope he’s okay.
We’ve had animals ever since marriage. They’ve come and gone, and I think all we can do for each other is share our happiness and love while they’re with us. It’s clear to me B. gave love and received it. God bless you and your family.
Oh man.
I saw the photo (the beautiful photo) of Beckham before I read your previous post and was almost feeling the warmth of the sunshine and dog happiness and then..saw…the dates.
And thought…”oh no”.
I am so sorry. My sympathies to you and your family. Damn and damn.
One thought though. Dog heaven surely exists. And he had the next best thing here on earth. A wonderful home and family, fun things to chew on, comfy places to sleep and a crowd who adored him vicariously.
Thanks so much for sharing him. We’re richer for it.
I am so terribly sorry for your loss – Maxx is on his way to take Beckham on his comet.
love, 4lgsgood and the plushy girls
Condolences, TBogg.
And now I’m really tearful because I read to LAndTCasey ‘s sweet post…
I wanted to add this. One of my favorite bits of …um… doggerel…. ..which always reminds me of my dear old beagle who once dragged a whole country ham into the yard to gnaw on when she was so sick and elderly, she could barely walk ten feet…
Most of her life, I gave the feeing she waas trying to hynotize me with long doggy stares into dropping food at any and every meal. So this rang true.
From “Unleashed: Poems by Writers’ Dogs “:
“You going to eat that?
You going to eat that?
You going to eat that?
I will eat that. “
it’s been a shit week and it’s only Thursday. sorry for your loss
So sorry. I read the love in betwen the lines of snark about your boys.
Hell, I will miss Beckham – again, I’m sorry, TBogg.
Shit. Thoughts and prayers, man.
Shitty end to a shitty week, never been so glad to see a Friday come.
Oh, sonofa…
I am so sorry TBogg. Sending healing vibes, or something.
Love & condolences from my wife & I, longtime lurkers & bassett n’ snark lovers.
I’m a long-time lurker (I think I commented once or twice a while back)and a huge fan of the Tbogg clan, especially the Boyz. I’m a cat owner myself right now, but I also love dogs. Your tales of the bassets and Thursday night basset blogging have always brought back wonderful memories of the first doggie I ever loved, Max the basset, who belonged to friends of my parents. When I was a very little girl, I loved going to visit these friends because I could play with Max, who would let me roll around on him, pull his ears, try to ride him like a pony, etc., and all Max ever did was love me. I said then to my parents, and for many years, “I want a Max,” and what I meant was that I wanted a basset. I still do and someday I will get my Max. Anyway, I’ve lost beloved pets before and I know exactly what you are going through. My heart is breaking for you, Mrs. TBogg, the L&T Casey, and poor Fenway, who must be the saddest and loneliest of you all right now. Take care, all of you.
My deepest condolences to the TBogg clan. Farewell, Beckham.
Goddamnit! Fuck this world and all its misery.
I’m so sorry, Tom.
Damn. Just getting used to Thursdays w/o St. Satch, now this. As others have said- our words can only serve as a reminder that Beckham (& Stachmo) were loved by many, but more importantly given a wonderful loving home and a good quality of life by the TBogg clan. Hugs & skritches to Fenway and the rest of Casa de TBogg. Namaste.
My sincere condolences Tbogg. My heart goes out to you.
tbogg, I am so sorry.
Aw, shit! I’m so sorry, guys.
Thank you so much for linking to these wonderful pictures. I wasn’t here in those years, and it really helped to be filled in on these great shots of the boys.
Such sad news. And on a Thursday no less…
Condolences to the entire TBogg family.
I created an account just so I could leave my condolences. I am so sorry. I’m going to hug and kiss my kitties as much as they will stand it.
Sorry. My heart goes out to you and your family. It’s not been a good year, but let’s think of the little guy being there with the spirits of Satchmo & Cooter. With much Aloha.
Just checking in to say I’m thinking of you guys and hope you’re alright.
Know through this difficult night, we’re all with you in spirit.
I am so sorry for your family’s loss.
Well, that just stinks. For many of us, our pets aren’t something we “own” – they’re part of the family and their loss is incredibly painful. My condolences to you and your family.
Howard
Nothing profound to add, but maybe there’s increased sympathy in numbers.
I’m awfully sorry for your loss.
my condolences to you, the L&T one and Mrs T – this was such a horrible shock – I’m so very, very sorry for your loss …
I am so sorry. Thank you for sharing Beckham with all of us for the time you had with him. Many hearts are filled with caring for all the Tbogg family.
Fond farewell to Beckham and peace to his family.
I’m so sorry about your loss. Condolences to the Tbogg family.
jeez man, that blows. i’m sorry.
Such a beauteous boy.
My deepest sympathies to your family.
Aw crap. My sympathies to you and the whole family, Tom.
OMG! I am so sorry I’m in tears for you and Mrs. Bogg.
Good puppy; rest now.
My condolences to his humans.
I’m so sorry! I just found out. I’ve adored your bassets from afar (your photos are often delightful), and that shot of Beckham on the beach just tears my heart out. My best to all of you,
–nash
Just found out. So so sorry.
Please accept my condolences on your loss. The ONLY fault of a dog is their inability to outlive us, and so, we, alone must mourn where otherwise our dog would help shoulder our burdens.
Loving thoughts of peace and grace in your time of sorrow.