You wrote: “[somewhere, you know, is a special, needful puppy that Clancy has picked out just for you. go find it]...:)”
We’re already looking. I told Pat to go online to research German Shepard Breeders. We had a beautiful “Black and Tan” German Shepard a few years ago.
We rescued “Buddy” from near death when he showed up at our door steps one evening in May 2006 after having “wintered-out.” He was in BAD shape. Unfortunately, he either took off or someone stole him.
It’s been a bad few years for us.
“It’s been a bad few years for us”
Same here.
When you have quite a few dogs, all around the same age, it seems to come in waves.
With rescues, though, you don’t really get to pick and choose so you cope as best you can.
I’m not going to lie and and say it hasn’t taken a huge mental and physical toll on me but I will still bring another pup into my life as the old ones pass on.
It only seems right.
One leaves to make room for another who needs after their needs have been met.
Best of luck in your search.
Clancy would not want you to grieve endlessly.
Now he only knows the joy of perfect health and youth again and I think that we inadvertantly drag them down if we try to ‘keep them with us’ by sinking into despair.
[I have a very good reason for believing that but don’t feel like posting it publicly]