Mr. Bill Jangles

A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself.
Josh Billings, 19th Century humorist

When Bill-The-Affenpinscher and his human mother, our daughter, moved in with us in February of 2007, he was incorrigible. His twelve pounds of incorrigibleness was filled with bites, barks, peeing, and consumption of socks, underwear, money, all types of paper, cough drops, leaves, staples and only God knows what else. He was five when he entered our home and was lucky to remain alive for oh-so many reasons over these last seven years. His cuteness saved his demise many times.

Billy Blog pic 1

He’s been spoiled on occasion as his heart has softened over the years for his Nana, Paps and Mama. He always loved his mother, even though his personality and snaps were not held at bay because she was his mother. If he was scared from sleep, he snapped to protect himself.

We had family and good friends visit from out-of-town and over time he grew to love all of them as a mutual trust was built. Sure, the occasional pair of underwear would disappear and tissues, receipts and cough drops were stolen from purses, but those guest bedroom and bathroom doors soon were kept closed and purses were always put up high. He welcomed his frequent overnight friends and family with happy barks and stubby tail wagging. They returned the favor with cautious scratches behind his ear.

Billy Blog Pic 4


Toys. He loves his toys and has favorites. They are usually the newest toy with the alive squeaker in it. There are baskets full of small rhinos, lions, cows, monkeys and other critters around the house that sit near his multiple beds. I keep a stack of them on my desk that we constantly play the game of “Here, buddy, want to take this present to your Mama?” Over and over and over….  He takes the toy, waits for me to go with him and we present the present to Mama in her bedroom.

In the spring of 2013 he was operated on, not to remove a sock this time, but because of severe weight loss and overall ill health. The vet found a tumor on his liver that he said was set upon it like a grand gift for the taking with no veins or arteries in the way. Doc said he’d never seen one presented like that before. It was removed and he regained his health. He was back to barking, peeing on legs of furniture and chasing small children and grown men from the front porch just by his small presence at the window next to the door.

Billy Blog Pic 3

This past April he got sick again and was diagnosed with inoperable cancer with up to three weeks to live. “If he lives three months, I’ll write a paper about him.”
Today is September 7, 2014 and he’s still here. He’s not half the dog he used to be, though.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥


Susie’s Note

Today’s date: September 11th 2014.

This blog is incomplete. I edited some bits of it but will end it with this notation instead.

Billy was put to rest this morning. Last night was a tough one for him and his Mama. Without too many details it was evident his time had come and his Mama made the hardest decision of her life. As a family, we took him to see Dr. Bob. Billy was a hero to the end.

He gave us life lessons through this last battle with cancer that proved to me that giving and receiving unconditional love can help get you through the toughest of trials. God’s plan played out well and we are grateful for the extra time we had with this wonder of a dog. We thank Him.

Rest In Peace Sir William Wallace
You lived up to your namesake and you loved us well, as we loved you.
You are already missed.


Billy and Terry



23 thoughts on “Mr. Bill Jangles

  1. A wonderful tribute to Billy as well as all of you. My heart is so sad for all. Losing a beloved family pet is one of life’s cruelest heartbreak. May it comfort all of you to know others know your pain. Those great memories of Billy will live on. Love you.

    1. Love you, too, Barb. That little stinker will be missed a lot. Our hearts will heal and a scar will be left as evidence of loving a dog well. We have a few of those. sigh… thanks for the touching note.

  2. It was always obvious that Mr. Bill was in charge when we visited. Not a cuddly dog, but a real master keeping an eye on our every move. Once you sat down, he could rest. He was a cutie though, but that was pure deception. He loved his Mama to pieces, and no one,absolutely no one was going to get in his way, and no one did. RIP Mr. Bill.

    1. He was the Alpha in the house, for sure. He protected each of us, especially his Mama, like you said. He counted us all by smelling and touching our shins with his nose. Once he knew we were all where we belonged, he relaxed. You got him pegged, for sure. thanks for the note. He’s well and guarding the golden gates to Heaven.

  3. Oh, honey.

    Hug Terry and Gretchen for me. I remember Sir William as a fierce barking ball of electrified fur. He had no idea he wasn’t huge. 🙂

    There is no way he is quiet today. Listen…he’s raising hell in heaven. Love you!

    1. Oh, Sally, you say the nicest things. I mumbled under my breath many times with our little Billy who was a challenge at times. His last five months were life-changing for me as i witnessed his health decline but his love for us increase. He loved us well and we miss him a lot. Thank you for your kindness.

  4. I’m so sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to Gretchen, and you & Terry as well. Billy was certainly a tough little character! I’m sure he’s off sharing his personality with some new friends…

    1. Thank you Barb. He was a big personality in a little dog, that’s for sure. I’m hoping his attitude is better up in Heaven so he doesn’t get kicked out. Thanks for the kind words.

  5. I write with misty eyes, remembering the joy Bill brought to you all. He couldn’t have joined a better family. Our hearts are heavy for you, and we pray for peace to return to your hearts.

  6. Susie,

    So sorry for your loss. I had to do that to my dog Molly that we had for 15 years. We made a decision that it was time for Molly not to suffer anymore. My son and I took her to the vet hospital and our doctor made us feel very good that we were making the right decision. We both watched and cried liked little babies and we watched her close her eyes for the last time. It hurts but it time you realize you made the right decision. Just remember all the good times you had with him and that he isn’t suffering anymore. That’s what counts.

    1. I know what you mean, Joe. We had to do this with our 15year old Annie in 2004. She’d had a stroke and was suffering. Hardest and easiest choice we’ve ever made. In this case Billy was our single disabled adult daughter’s “child” “companion” “life”. She’s going to be okay. As you know, time helps heal old wounds (as well as fresh ones.

      I’m sorry for your loss as well. Man, they make a bed in our hearts, don’t they?

      Thanks for taking the time to share your story with me.

      Your friend, Susie

  7. I’m sorry I never met him but thank you for letting me know him through your blog.
    When we lost one of our dogs suddenly last year the only thing I could think to say to our heartbroken kids was ‘you get to keep the love’.
    Hugs to you and your family.

    1. Thanks for the nice words and sharing, Little Sis. 😉 Pets…they steal our hearts and then take a piece with them to Heaven when they leave us. Thankfully, the pain eases as time passes.
      It was nice to meet you this summer. Your Mom was one happy Mama. It was wonderful to be included.


  8. I’m a sucker for all animals. Im often accused of caring more for animals than people. (I can live with that!) While for most of my life my schedule didn’t allow for the responsibility’s that go along with dog ownership my house does seem to have been taken over by cats. Cats, of course, do not require walking at all hours of the day & night regardless of the weather, and as long as their fed, have water, and I keep their litter “domes” clean, I can be absent days at a time and the “guys & gals” seem to do just fine. I’m now retired, and although I travel back & forth to Florida, I’m starting to think that perhaps I’m finally at a point where I could hold up my end of the dog/human relationship.

    At any rate, my sincere, while late, condolences. I know only too well how our companion animals “claw” their way into our hearts. Quick suggestion. There is a short little book written by a Catholic Priest ( I think?) which talks about “will we see our animals again”. Provided me some comfort. Hope this finds you well. Neil K

    1. Hi Neil. Thanks for you note and condolences on Billy’s loss. We lost our dog Annie at 15 in 2003 and swore we’d never let ourselves hurt like that again. Then our daughter moved in with us with Billy in 2007 and over time we lost our hearts to him. He was 12 when he passed. We’ve been thinking about getting cats again, but our daughter isn’t ready. They work well in pairs as they’re companions for each other if you go off for a weekend, as you well know. I’d love another dog and I hope you get to enjoy a canine companion someday soon. Let me know if you decide to get a dog. I’ll bet you’d be wonderful pair. Susie

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