Posted on 09/06/2011 7:40:06 PM PDT by aomagrat
I’ve had to make that difficult decision many times in the past 25 years. Do not doubt, but know you did the most compassionate and responsible thing because the dog was in pain, it was time to let go and you had the courage. I hate to see a dog suffer because the owner believes it should “die naturally” or something like that. Dogs look to us to make the decision for what’s best.
I am so sorry for the loss of your good friend and buddy.
Thank you all for your kind words.
Heaven will be boring if there are no dogs there.
Mine died 17 days ago.
A local Pet Cemetery did a cremation for $80 (I think they go by weight).
The ashes came in a very nice pine box with her name inscribed on a plate. They did a paw print in plaster and a beautiful poem.
My wife asked me if we HAD to bury the ashes. I told her, “no”.
Only pet lovers understand.
The Pet Cemetery’s motto is, “We bury pets, not animals”.
You gave your dog a beautiful life and I am sure he appreciated that.
Prayers to you in a most difficult time.
Did Wink ever lean against you or strangers the way my greyhound did?
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 tumor, 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?
His life was much richer for your love and deeds. Bless You for giving him a life he would not have known.
God rewards us in many ways. Man’s best friend is not an idle term, it is a beautiful partnership.
Rest in peace Wink.
I am so sorry for your loss. What a darling photo that is! You can see what a great personality Wink had. You obviously gave him a wonderful life.
I am so sorry. It’s really hard to lose your friend.
Just like a human athlete. You sacrifice your body for the game.
Yes, Wink was a leaner. He would go right up to strangers and demand to be petted!
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