BONNIE AND SATAN'S STORY

Bonnie and Satan were as close as two dogs
could ever get.  I feel their story has to be told
as one also.

We got Bonnie as a young pup.  It wasn't too
long after that we lost Dusty to old age and
Bambi disappeared.  Bonnie was our only dog at
the time and seemed to miss the companionship
of Dusty.  Bonnie was already a couple years old
when we brought Satan home.  Bonnie began to
show motherly instincts toward Satan that we
never knew existed in her.  Bonnie and Satan
became inseparable.

Satan grew up to be a very large Doberman.  
We had a five-foot chain link fence that he
could easily stand up and look over the top of.  
Just because he was big didn't mean he was
vicious.  He was actually the biggest baby I
ever saw.  He craved constant attention of his
family and also of Bonnie.

I thought Bonnie and Satan would some day give
us their offspring to care for.  However, it
didn't happen.  We never tried to prevent it
because we knew they would be awesome
parents and we wanted another puppy because
of their wonderful dispositions, but Bonnie was
almost six years old and probably too old to
have a first litter.  Then one day, completely
unexpected, it happened.  We thought Bonnie
was just getting a little fat, but that wasn't it.  
Because she was also acting under the weather,
we took her to the vet during her last week of
pregnancy.  It was then that we found out we
were about to experience a "blessed event".  
We also had some bad news.  In the early 80's
heartworm was just making its debut in the
northern United States.  Heartworm preventive
medicine was just becoming available, but very
few dogs were actually taking it.  Bonnie was
diagnosed with active Heartworm disease.  It
would be passed on to her puppies.

I still couldn't believe she was expecting.  I
heard my then 11-year-old daughter's voice in
the background saying, "I helped".  I didn't
even want to guess what that meant.

Bonnie had only three live pups and seven that
were stillborn.  We are not sure if it was
Bonnie's age or the heartworm that caused the
deaths of most of the pups.  Maybe it was both.  
Bonnie's heartworm condition couldn't be
treated until the pups were weaned.  She was
getting very weak and couldn't really care for
her puppies other than to nurse them.  To our
amazement and the amazement of our vet, Satan
stepped right in and took over.  He stayed with
Bonnie all the time.  She nursed the puppies and
he did everything else.  He washed them and
picked up after them and taught them the rules
of "doggie life".  He became the perfect
father.  We had to keep a long T-shirt on him so
the puppies wouldn't try to nurse.  Needless to
say, imprinted on the T-shirt was "The World's
Best Dad".

The puppies flourished and the heartworm they
were born with disappeared since it wasn't
active heartworm disease.  Bonnie was finally
able to receive treatment for her condition,
which consisted of doses of arsenic to kill off
the worms.  She finally tested negative for the
disease but it had already taken its toll.  She
never completely recovered from this deadly
disease and became nothing but skin and bones.  
The following year we had to let her go so she
wouldn't suffer anymore.  Since this time our
dogs have always received their monthly
heartworm medication.

Satan began to develop severe arthritis in his
later years.  Medication helped at first but it
continued to worsen.  When it reached the point
that he could no longer stand up by himself, we
knew that, now at the age of 9, we had to let him
reunite with Bonnie at the Rainbow Bridge.

As for their pups, two of them went to very
good homes.  The third one was named Samantha
who remained with us from her birth in 1983
until 1989.
BONNIE AT 6 MONTHS
OF AGE  
BONNIE WITH NEW
PUPPY, SATAN  
BONNIE AND SATAN  
BONNIE AND SATAN  
BONNIE AND SATAN WITH
THEIR FIRST-BORN
BONNIE AND SATAN WITH
THEIR 3 PUPS  
"THE WORLD'S BEST DAD"
WITH SAMANTHA (SEE
NEXT STORY)  
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SAMANTHA'S STORY