It's very hard for me to be writing this right now. I already miss his smile and everything about him, but I know that it was Oscar's time to go. He lived his 12 years to the fullest and my family was more than lucky to have him as our dog.
I won't forget his love for tennis balls as he tried to stuff 3 or 4 in his mouth to keep them away or the way his ears would perk up at the words "walk" or "food."
I won't forget how we had to teach him how it was ok to walk down the stairs when he met his first flight in his life (this was one incidence where he was as desperate as we were to go downstairs on Christmas morning, and I'll just say he felt the excitement. But he did not want to go down the stairs.)
The times he would sing when Josh played his guitar
How. he. loved. food. He would eat almost anything people would give him, such as when grandma gave him a whole hamburger with the bun and everything, or the time he stuck his head in the peach ice cream carton and licked it clean. Not to mention he always had his "puss in boots" expression to get his way.
just like this? I think so
The times he ran towards us and almost knocked us down when we came out to see him.
When he was fooled when we threw fruit at Grandma Wagner's across the backyard as he thought they were tennis balls. He also became confused when we tried to throw snow balls once he came to Utah. I'll just say he looked everywhere for where they landed.
The time his Barney toy was stuck in the ice in the backyard on Christmas, and he tried for hours to pull it out.
When we brought him to Yellowstone with us, we left him in the backseat of the car while we saw Old Faithful. When we got back to the car, he was in front in the driver's seat ready to go.
When my sibs and I were at our dad's and Oscar was about to get in the car, (every time) he would be in between the neighbor's car and our car and start to whine loudly because he didn't know which car he was supposed to get in.
Or the times I would come out into the hallway with a bun on top of my head or an outfit that was just a little different, and he would give me the look : "You're going out of the house like that?!" (His expression would be almost exactly like this dog's that I found online!):
When we would ask him"Oscar, where is (this person) and they weren't there, he would start to whine loudly. When we would then ask him where someone was and they were in the room, he would look at them with the expression: "I'm not stupid."
When I would take him on walks, he would burst out the door to the point of me almost falling over, and then he would stop with a strong jolt at every single tree or bush.
If there was yelling or fighting, he would run to a hiding spot and cower, and it tore my heart when he once came up to me and tried to hide behind me with a small whimper.
I heard his name mentioned or called at least once every couple of minutes; he was the center of the home.
When the sun was out and I would go in the backyard for some sunshine, he would insist he would come out with me too. When I would lie down, he lied down too and would have the largest grin while rolling in the grass while soaking in the sun.
The time when I was painting the Salt Lake temple, and he sat in front of it for hours staring at it. He would get embarrassed if we tried to take a picture of him, but he would turn back to the picture afterwards as if he knew the temple was special. If the painting was turned, he would turn towards it.
Here are a few other pics:
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| his baby picture. yep that is him :) |
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| when he was a little older |
| happy |
| awkward tired pouty greedy (keeping his blanket away) thoughtful playful :) |
Yes, he was named after Oscar the grouch as a girl told her dad she found him in a trashcan before she gave him to us, so he had his moments of grouchiness. But what do I love most about him? He would always go out of his way to make people happy. Even when we could tell he wasn't having the best days or was in pain in his older years, he would stay by my family's side with a wide grin and a spark in his eyes. If someone seemed upset or was sick, he would go right up to them and sit in front of them, then look over his shoulder with a wide grin as if saying "It will be alright." When I was very sick for a couple of days over Christmas break and could not get off the couch, he did not leave for the full 48 hours. If he heard crying in a room, he would nudge his way through with a grin as if saying "It will all be ok" before sitting next to them. That is how loyal he was, and he would give his love and support for anyone in my family in need.




























