Posted on 09/13/2013 4:07:25 PM PDT by Toespi
Any prayers or thoughts to help at this time. I have had to let go of my little lion heart today.
“My fate was ever safest in your hands.”
That poem has brought me true peace in the past. The whole thing is posted on my fridge.
You are absolutely correct. My heart is sad for, yet celebrates:
(dogs) Snoopy(3 months), Scraps(12 years), Sparkluppagus(9 years), Muttley Crue(15 years), Rooty-Toot-Zoot-Snoot(14 years), Buttercup(7 years), Bishop(15 years), Diego(10 years), Pheadra(6 years), Misty(4 years), Porkchop(21 years), See-chee(14 years), Tootles(8 years), Tilley(4 years), Pollox(7 years), Castor(8.5 years),
Not so many cats, but :
DamnedCat(3 years), Mephistopheles(2 years), Kajira(3 years), Spike(9 years), Quatorze(16.5 years).
Current dogs are:
Zip(13 years) and SpaZZ(3 years) are both doing well.
( I lost Torzie only a few months ago...)
I am very sorry to hear this. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
How odd: I still haven’t taken ‘Torzie’s food bowl from the counter yet either.
Funny critters we humans are...
After reading the post I am responding to, YES, you did the right thing.
It’s the PROMISE we give them when we take them into our lives:
When life becomes a burden, and pain is the only thing they can experience, when their expression of joy at our arrival causes pain, it is TIME...
There isn’t a single critter I’ve had that I don’t miss. A LOT.
My heart goes out to you for your loss, and rest assured that your grief is well noted by all who see this thread, including our merciful G_d.
May we all take comfort in HIS love.
God Bless and ease your heart. It’s good to see others who take the responsibility to love and care for their pet-friends seriously. He is now a full-fledged Viking Warrior...
That’s a good thought and thinking of my guy as a warrior today is not hard to do. This is the first morning after many years that the water bowl isn’t refreshed, no outside ventures and the click of those little feet on the floor. Thank you to all, I have read every post seeking comfort and found it. God bless my FRiends.
Isn’t that beautiful? I cry every time I read it. Having lost 4 of my babies in a short period of time, 3 through cancer; it means a lot to me.
Those who have shared *their* stories and grief with you have applied what is best described by science fiction author Spider Robinson. His description goes thus: "Joy shared is joy increased. Grief shared is grief decreased."
No one is certain as to *why* this is true, but nonetheless, true, it is...
the infowarrior
I’m so very sorry, Toespi. To be such little creatures, they leave such tremendous empty places in our lives. I’ll be sending prayers for your comfort.
Sit down some where private and cry. It helps, trust me I know.
I am a 63 year old former Marine; the only time I have cried since I was small child was when my old Rolly died.
Take some time to grieve;(took me 5 years), then go to the local county animal shelter and find another loving companion that some lowlife decided to throw away; because he or she got to big or to old or to what ever to keep.
I am now surrounded by my 4 beautiful boys and girls (2 of each); they keep each other company when I am not at home and get to mob me, and roll around on the floor with me when I get back.
Just one little hint. Don’t waste five years waiting; I will never forget old Rolly but life would be very poor without Jack, George, Honey and Sophie.
I believe I am a Christian man, this is my most important point on which I disagree with the church.
If my dogs can’t go to heaven; then obviously, there is no place for me there.
Are we not ALL Gods creatures?
I am so very sorry for your loss Toespi. I know how it hurts and will include you in my prayers.
My little Yorkie turns 10yrs next month and I can’t help but think about that.
I am so sorry for your loss. I know the pain you have right now. It is one of the worst emotional pains on earth. Prayers
Oh I have done some crying in the last 24 hours. My husband and I decided to pull up stakes and drive to SC (from Ohio) to see our grandkids. Our home was so quiet. I have a picture if Max on our dashboard because I know his spirit is right beside me. The thing is, in his 15 years there was NEVER a day I didn’t love every minute of him. In the past year we have had to give him IV fluids for his kidneys. I would hold him and called him my little daffodil during his tretments. He was so patient as I would kiss him and rub him, he loved it. I am rambling, and sorry but it helps the pain.
It seems so unfair that they don't get the time here that we get. But then again I wonder if that isn't one of the many beautiful lessons they are supposed to teach us-to savor each day that we have, and to try our best to love unconditionaly, as they do.
Again, prayers for comfort for you.
Sorry to hear about your beloved pet Maxwell. I worry that my wife and I will lose our friend Hershee. She is now 17 3/4 old, but she seems to be going down fast. then all of a sudden she is as lively as she was a year ago.
Hoping you can get lots more time with Hershee. We were wanting maybe another six months with Maxwell. But everyday was bringing new challenges for him. We started out a year ago with one sub q IV water injections per day, reduced it to every other day and then back to once per day and six weeks ago, twice per day. What a brave little champ my guy was, missing him so much.
How you holding up, bro?
As it is we give her pain medication 4 times a day, and even at that she has nights where she is uncomfortable. The vet says we should limit her pain medication to keep her kidneys healthy, but at her age we not worried about her kidneys as much as we are for her comfort.
She has had hip dysplasia since puppy-hood. We found out when she was 6 Months ans by that time we were already attached, Who knew she would still be around 3 Months before she turns 18. She falls down a lot because her back legs will go numb. Once she gets walking she does OK, and I may need to help hold her up sometimes when she goes pee, but that is usually only when she is tired and in pain. I'll message her legs in the morning to get the blood flow going to them and soon she is walking around enjoying the day.
She had a stroke 4 years ago when she was 14, and we thought then it was just a matter of time, but like a Timex she keeps on ticking. Early last Spring she put the brakes on and refused to go for walks any longer. She just sat down and said no more.
Most people here who know me know that my wife has been a paraplegic since "87" when we were passengers in the back seat of a car that went off a 30 foot embankment country road in Montana. (We were all drinking)
Anyway, ever since Hershee was a pup my wife has been home with her. So she has had separation anxiety whenever my wife left without taking her. Everyone, as I am, is convinced Hershee refuses to leave because she needs to be there for my wife.
My wife has given her the nickname, Lulu, because she seems to now have doggy Alzheimers. So along with everything else she is clueless at times of were she is. We know that one day soon, maybe later...LOL we will have to take her on that one way journey to the vet. I really do not think she will make it past the Winter this year, because this has been the worst couple of Months ever.
It will be like loosing a child to my wife, because we have no children. 18 years is a whole lifetime of memories and they are attached at the hip. I am sure I will have a similar post like your when she does go home to the place god has reserved for special animals that are close us like Hershee and you Maxwell.
Hershee at 10
Hershee two years ago
Hershee Saturday morning 5 days ago
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