I am awfully sorry to hear that, neighbor. Nobody loves you like your dog does.
So sorry to hear of the loss of your beloved Jamie.
I've been through it more than a couple of times and was always surprised by the depth of loss and grief that followed.
It's something that non-dog lovers just can't seem to grasp.
Be comforted in knowing you gave your dog the best and loved him dearly. He knew and appreciated that every day of his life.
My Newfie, Skeezix, passed on almost eight years ago and it still brings tears to my eyes as I write this.
((((hugs))))
I'm sorry to hear that. I know how you feel, my dogs are like the children I never had.
Wolfhounds are wonderful dogs ... truly gentle giants. I've been involved with dogs for the last thirty years, not counting two our family had when I was a youngster. It's always a very sad day when you lose such fine companions, they ask for little and give so much. My advice, based on my experience, wait a period of time, perhaps a year, and when you think you're ready get another dog. You will never replace the one you lost, because they all have different personalities, but your new companion will also win your heart in their own special way.
Take Care,
Colleen
Beyond The Rainbow
As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played, I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade. I saw a wondrous image then of a place that's trouble-free Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.
I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side Were meadows rich and beautiful -- lush and green and wide! And running through the meadows as far as the eye could see Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be! My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new And I wanted to go run with them, but I had something left to do.
I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I'm alright That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright Glow pierced the night. 'Twas the Glow of many Candles shining bright and strong and bold And I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.
For although we may not be together in the way we used to be, We are still connected by a cord no eye can see. So whenever you need to find me, we're never far apart If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart.
~Author Unknown~
My deepest sympathies to you McGavin. I have three wonderful pet/friends...and I'd be devastated to lose any one of them. May your friend rest in peace.
I'm disabled. For five years I spent up to 20 hours per day in bed . . . then a shrink suggested I get a dog. I did. Now, I have a relatively-normal life. My mut . . . a black Benjie I call Baby . . . alerts me before I have any seizures so I don't embarrass myself in public any longer. I can even mow the grass on good days now.
Not much of an approvement you say? LOL. Try staring at the ceiling for 24 hours a day for five years.
Now, regardless of how bad I'm doing, I absolutely have to get out of bed to care for my beloved Baby. She must be fed.
Baby is the ONLY reason I have any semblance of a normal life. Only God knows how much I dread the day she is no longer with me.
So, McG, yes I understand your sorrow. Angels come in many shapes and sizes. You and your ANGEL will be in my prayers.
pinging
We lost our Rot/Shep to Lymphoma last summer. It was very sudden. She was very protective, yet very gentle. The hardest part was when she wasn't there to greet me when I came home every day. I still miss her very much. I know your heart is breaking right now.
Sorry to hear it. I picked up the ashes of my old pup last night. I still look for him morning and night. It's a painful thing.
woof
Sorry for you lost. Wolfhouds are great dogs. It's always hard when you lose a family memeber.
Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed Beauty without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, and all the Virtues of Man without his Vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery, if inscribed over human ashes, is but a Just Tribute to the Memory of BOATSWAIN, a Dog. Hobhouse - Epitaph, on Lord Byron's dog, Boatswain, at Newstead Abbey
I am so sorry for your loss. Our Golden/Brittany mix, Samantha, was diagnosed with Lymphoma in October of 2004 and we immediately started chemotherapy. It was a terrible rollercoaster ride of emotions as she would slip into and then out of remission. We finally had to let her go January 31st of this year and it broke our hearts, but the last dose of chemo was just too much for her. I, like many other here, have been where you are. Please accept our condolences.
It is part of the contract. You give food , water, a nice place to rest and trips to the vet and your dog gives you sillyness, laughter,, companionship, protection and a love you can never forget. But there is a time to ease their pain despite how much you do not want to see them go.
I have made this decision with my dogs and cats many times, it never is easy. But the cycle goes on with the new dog you have to get.
Now I am greatly comforted to believe that Bear is with my John. My Pastor--who is NOT any touchy-feely liberal--even sent me a condolence card for Bear that depicts a little doggie door in one of the gates of Heaven.
God Bless you!!
My aunt, who was probably a saint, subscribed to the view that although heaven isn't for animals, if an animal is dear enough it can sometimes slip in as an adjunct of its owner.
It's not an article of faith, but it's certainly a possibility. God rewards the blessed in heaven with everything they need to make them perfectly happy. Chiefly the Beatific Vision, but everything else as well.
I caught part of a reality show a few days ago. An animal activist and vegan weirdo was trying to convince a little boy to stop eating meat. The weird woman ask the little boy if he ate frog legs. The little boy answered "yes" then the lady ask him why he didn't eat dog. The boy looked her right in the eyes and said, "a frog is a frog, but a dog is man's best friend." Priceless.
Our dogs are really precious. I hope you find peace. Prayers sent.