Dog Sad Stories Novels & Stories

A bulging one. Sausage is a special dog though. He’s been there for me over the years. Like when I broke up with Sarah, he would just sit by my side and be there. It was like he sensed I was sad, and he wanted to help me feel better. “Should we take you out for a walk right now?” Stella asks the little guy. He barks in response, waddling his little legs around in excitement, his tail snapping between my two legs. “He’s more excited than I expected,” I say.

“You see… by the way; are you trying to console me or are you just trying to rub my rejection in my face?” “I’m sorry Amber it was my fault, if I didn’t tell you to go talk to him again after the brawl none of this should have happened…” “You can’t blame yourself, I wanted to be with him anyway.” The hole in my chest only got bigger the more I thought about it, it was said that wolves lost their mates would feel dead inside, they’d get weaker and most of time end up sick or dead. I had not even sealed my bond with Dwight yet I already felt half dead, would it only get worst?

He showed me a picture of two dogs. “This is bastard is Bear,” he said as he pointed to a brown fluffy dog on the left. “It was left at the shelter when he lost part of his ear in a fight with a dog. He reminds me of a bear, with that round fucking ear of his. And this,” he pointed to the other dog, it looked like a Pitbull. “This is Snake. He was bit by a damn snake and his leg had to be amputated. He’s the happiest and sweetest dog you’ll ever meet and he’s just as fast as Bear. He just needed to figure out a new way to run.”

Ivan gives me a sad smile, "Yes, Doctor, Neo was a stray dog before I got him into adoption, and the adoption center for dogs officer told me once that Neo is also an abused dog." Abused dogs tend to lose their will to live. First, they will starve themselves and die. "I see; it's vital to know the history of your dog during adoption. Will you hand me Neo for a while? I need to check him." "Sure." The pet owner is watching me closely; I place Neo on my office table and play the loud voice of a person shouting, the dog cries, Neo the dog is trembling. I turn off the loud sound playing on my portable speaker. I pet Neo again, sliding my hands to his white-spotted brown trimmed fur. Once he cal

Alice yelled back to his hearing and he snorted. "Oh, sorry dear, but it's the truth. With just a tiny bomb, they are as dead as chickens!" Alice shook her head in denial and blinks rapidly. "Greg is dead? Greg...is dead...no... that can't be true" she mumbles in despair and sat up while she grimaces. "Dark Blood, huh?!" she yells back to his hearing and he stopped firing.

The animal did not move as he approached and he looked at Carine with concern. “I think this one is unwell,” he said. “Yeah, she is,” Carine said. “But not from illness or injury. She’s sad and depressed at being left here. They have no idea what’s happening, one day they’re with a loving family who dotes on them in most cases, the next they’re in here, surrounded by strange dogs and people. Most of them adapt quickly but there are the odd few who just do this,” she added as she looked into the lifeless eyes of the golden retriever. “Poor baby,” she added, eliciting no response from the animal.

he says, as his fingers lightly stroke my arm. “Is Sadie still alive,” I ask, in a low whisper. He blows out a hard breath. “She died about four years ago now. Though she was healthy, her wolf had given up on her, sadly. Her wolf retreated maybe five years before she passed. She hung on so long for all of us but it just got to be too much. There’s no doubt in any of our minds that Bart was her fated mate. Losing him was just too much for her to bear.

Nia’s letter was tear-stained and filled with guilt. “I’m so sorry, Gwen. What my mother and brother did was wrong. I hope you can forgive them.” I smiled faintly. I’d forgotten most of it already. I was about to ask what she needed when I saw the next page. The ink was blurred by tears. I could almost hear her crying as I read. “My brother is dead. The pack healer said it was soul-withering, from the broken Mate Bond. The last thing he said was that his biggest regret in life was failing you.”

She felt both of them close in on her from each side. Instead of panicking, Eden seemed too calm about it. "What are you going to do huh?" she asked them as she leaned against the wall and slowly slid down and sat on the floor, with her hands resting on her knees. She started laughing loudly, a laugh that gradually turned into full blown sobbing. " Whatever you do, make sure I don't come out of it alive afterwards, if you take requests," she tried to joke in between sobs. Her snot ran down her lips and she wiped it with the sleeve of her shoulder. The men looked at each other with confusion. "What are you looking at? Get on with it. Make it quick because I'm done dealing with this world. I r

he asked another question. Again, I gave him no reply. I was lost in his eyes, which were now slowly flooding with tears. "It was bitten off," I finally said to him. I shouldn't have; he was a stranger, and who knows what he could try to do to me? But seeing that he was a sad wolf who looked the same age as Madison, or probably older, I couldn't help feeling sorry for him. "A tail can never grow back, just like the return of a dead loved one," he said with a crack in his voice consumed by sorrow.