LOST MY BEST FRIEND TODAY AT 5am

The pain will hang on a while. I am still looking for my little buddy when I wake up in the night, and he has been gone 6 months. He suffered a massive stroke, and we had to let him go at the vet ER at 3 am. He made it to 16, and had been a great help in my battle with cancer.

There are some little critters that bury themselves in our hearts.
 
Sorry for the loss of your beloved "buddy", it's a tough deal been there done that.

When you are ready remember the shelters are full of wonderful dogs and one of those need the good home and love you can provide.
 
Sorry for your loss. I cant think of better words just now as ill likely be losing Shasta soon.
 
Thank you so much for your encouragement and prayers. If getting better is down the road, sadness and tears are like steps and we will get there someday. We do have Bella and Star for several years now that help us with love and licks, they are also Chihuahuas (yes they have their green cards), I have noticed today of their odd behavior, starring at the doggie door, perking up when we say CEE CEE's name, SO SAD! I'm supposed to pick my new 2 3/4" model 69 tomorrow at my lgs, things seem to have lost their significance.
Thanks guys
SEMPER PARATUS

I was coming out of the river at the boat landing the other day when a mixed lab/something ran up to me. She was only about 20" tall in the back but she obviously had alot of lab in her. Her coat was very very dark brown and absolutely gorgeous. She was extremely friendly and it was easy to see how good natured she was. The landing store lady came out and asked if I wanted her as she was about to move to take a job with Gulf Stream and couldnt keep her and her other 3 dogs, which the small lab was running around the landing with, when she moved to her new home. I remembered my dog Bump which we had to have put down a few months back and i also recalled this thread. I immediately took a liking to the pretty little dog and of course said "YES ill take her home with me".
The little lab mix was named Lady and when we got home the rest of my family was surprised, especially my tom cat Simon, our pitt Cope and our Chihuaha Chico. Luckily when Lady met my other animals she didnt chase the cat, though she tries to get him to play, Chico was a bit offended and does a bit of jealous growling but Cope seems to like her alot which was a surprise as he doesnt usually like other animals.
Lady appears to be about 7-9 months old with a good bit of a puppy attitude about her. Amazingly she seems to be naturally housebroken which is a first for me and she was not allowed indoors at her boat landing home. She has fit right in and im glad i took her home.
Ill quit rambling now and just say Gripgrabber i hope you find another animal to help fill the empty spot in your familys lives. As you have noticed animals grieve also. I wish you the best.
Heres Lady in her new favorite spot.
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No matter how many times I read threads like this, it still brings back memories of ones I have lost. I feel for you. My condolences for losing a family member.
 
I feel your pain. Our pets are so much a part of our lives that losing them really hurts. It will pass. Last year I lost my cat of sixteen years. Took a few month to grieve and then adopted a new kitty. Good recover therapy.
 
I feel your pain. Our pets are so much a part of our lives that losing them really hurts. It will pass. Last year I lost my cat of sixteen years. Took a few month to grieve and then adopted a new kitty. Good recover therapy.
 
Gripgrabber, this is never an easy time, and it is a sad truth that we outlive our furry little buddies and end up burying them. I can say that the price for their unconditional love is worth it, in the long run, but I admit, I am four years past laying my last little dog down to rest. In time, as I have, I hope you come to remember her fondly, and with the joy she brought you, more so than the tears you shed this day.

The Power of the Dog
by Rudyard Kipling

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart to a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find--it's your own affair--
But ... you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-term loan is as bad as a long--
So why in--Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?


Sorry for you loss.
OMC
 
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