I know, right. I went to the link, just for a peek. Almost sobbing now.
Almost 8 weeks since we had to put down our 17 year old Dixie. I still cry about it. This strikes a very familiar chord. Dogs are the best people.
Anyone who has ever said a final goodbye to a beloved pet knows that scene. I call it the Pet Pieta. Been there, done that. As a civilian.
It’s a ripping sort of sorrow, that immobilizes, leaves you all asunder for quite a while. This happens even when there are full and valid reasons to put your friend down.
There is no way to mend that kind of a broken heart except over a period of time and deliberate refocus.
RIP ole buddy
A story told by some Native American peoples is that the Great Spirit decided to divide the worlds of animals and man.
He gathered all the living beings on a great plain and drew a line in the dirt.
On one side of the line stood man and on the other side stood all of the animals of the earth.
When that line began to open up into a great canyon and at the last moment before it became too great to cross, the dog jumped over and stood by man.
~~Unknown
When I read that story my eyes started tearing up. Been there.
Tears trickling down my cheeks. .and to think this dog fought for the rights of the degenerative scallywags in this country.
Been there, done this. It’s the price one must pay for loving these guys.
I have a theory about us and dogs. I think God sends us these furbabies with their lifespan of about 1/7th of ours to prepare us for the inevitable losses of our older family members, parents and friends.
Helps a little, I guess...
I’ll repost what I sent sent to the earlier thread...
Note that the soldier has his dog’s leash wrapped around his neck and clasped behind his back.
He has let his friend FREE.
RIP, old fellow.
It got me too. I had to put down my beloved “Dewar’’ fifteen years ago. Broke my heart clean in two. All these years gone by and I still miss him everyday.
BT, DT... :-(
Then you will find -- it's your own affair -- But . . . you've given your heart to a dog to tear.
Rudyard Kipling
Brings back the pain of losing Scout, Tigger, Nikki, Brutus, Cissi, Booger, Duke, Retread, Ethel, Lucy, and Willie. Gone, but never forgotten.