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Mel46 wrote:I think for now we will put him on our shelf in the dining room, which also has our router. We bought him his very own little mahogany box. He was a home-body, so being here is his favorite place.

Lovely

Mel46 wrote:Well, my dog won't be riding with me any more. He died this morning. I have never before had a dog that was mine totally. If he didn't feel good, he went to me, not my wife. He slept right up against me every night. Then he got old and sick. Then he went to the big doggie playground in the sky. So sad, but he left on his terms. I just woke up to find that he had gone.

My condolences, Mel. I feel your loss. We are approaching a month since we lost our dog, Shorty, and the loss is still fresh.

Brando,
Hopefully the memories of the good times with them will help us to cope better with their loss. Time does heal the hurt, but everyone has a different point when they feel that they can move on without them. Each time we have lost a pet it has hurt deeply, but in time we have learned to accept that they did their job, and then they moved on. To me, a pet's only job in this world is to show us unconditional love, something we need to learn ourselves. They show us that it is possible.

Mel: Condolences - we have lost 8 dogs so far and this always makes me feel better:


By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,

Wow. . .it say's it all.

Even this character would agree I'm sure!

Old Grinner wrote:

By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,

Wow. . .it say's it all.

Even this character would agree I'm sure!

He sure will!
As well as all those pups, I have had to say so long to 5 horses and 4 cats as well. I miss and still love each and every one.....

Mel46 wrote:Brando,
Hopefully the memories of the good times with them will help us to cope better with their loss. Time does heal the hurt, but everyone has a different point when they feel that they can move on without them. Each time we have lost a pet it has hurt deeply, but in time we have learned to accept that they did their job, and then they moved on. To me, a pet's only job in this world is to show us unconditional love, something we need to learn ourselves. They show us that it is possible.

Are you getting another?

I don't think, at the moment, that we will even think about getting another dog. We do have 3 others right now, but they aren't young either, and they each have their own health problems.

One of them was his female, longtime, best friend, and she wanders around the house looking for him now. She is the same age he was.
Another one has now been diagnosed with Cushing's Disease. There is no cure for it. She has gained so much weight from it that she has almost doubled her original weight.
The third one is doing great, now that she has had most of her teeth removed and has had some major surgery. She may outlive all of them, but she won't be very happy about it. She and the "old lady" stick together now. They sleep together. They wander the yard together. They go out to the bathroom together. (They kind of remind me of women best friends who follow each other into the bathrooms. Why do women do that? Guys don't. :-/ )

Maybe we will think about another one some time down the line, after these have gone to the other side, but not now.

Very sad to hear this Mel. Here is a picture of mine (age 9) being very sleepy on the couch. Have had him since he was 4 months old. Crazy how time flies!

you you wrote:

Mel46 wrote:Brando,
Hopefully the memories of the good times with them will help us to cope better with their loss. Time does heal the hurt, but everyone has a different point when they feel that they can move on without them. Each time we have lost a pet it has hurt deeply, but in time we have learned to accept that they did their job, and then they moved on. To me, a pet's only job in this world is to show us unconditional love, something we need to learn ourselves. They show us that it is possible.

Are you getting another?

Shorty was one of two dogs; Ysabel is our other and both are rescues. We rescued Shorty in August, 2004 - he was about a year old or more. He lived a very full and happy life with us. Damn, I miss that little guy. We will get another I'm sure. Time is the healer and only time will tell us when we are ready.

No matter how many times we go through it never gets easier. In fact, I don't think we have a limit on how much love we can give our pets. They become members of our little family, hopefully for life, and they give back more than we can ever hope to give them. After we come home from a bad day, all they want from us is a hug and a pat on the head. They will be glad to give us a sloppy kiss as well, and we don't have to ask for it.

Mel46 wrote:No matter how many times we go through it never gets easier. In fact, I don't think we have a limit on how much love we can give our pets. They become members of our little family, hopefully for life, and they give back more than we can ever hope to give them. After we come home from a bad day, all they want from us is a hug and a pat on the head. They will be glad to give us a sloppy kiss as well, and we don't have to ask for it.

Can't say it enough, Mel!

This is what dogs are good at..

If that isn't love then what is it?! They love you enough to be comfortable with you and wait for your next move. They really don't ask for much.... Just to be near you, and get a kind word and a pat on the head occasionally.

Mel46 wrote:If that isn't love then what is it?! They love you enough to be comfortable with you and wait for your next move. They really don't ask for much.... Just to be near you, and get a kind word and a pat on the head occasionally.

Thank you

If that isn't love then what is it?! They love you enough to be comfortable with you and wait for your next move. They really don't ask for much.... Just to be near you, and get a kind word and a pat on the head occasionally.

My cat always greets me with a "Hello". . .and sometimes a "Hi". From what I hear he's not the only one who knows at least one word of English. Lot's of other people have speaking cats too!

I don't know if others who have lost pet's notice this or not, but for the last few nights, once the lights are out, I suddenly feel this pressure on the bed where my dog use to lay at night. I have even turned on the bedside lamp and looked, thinking one of our other dogs have decided to lay there, but the spot is empty. Then, after I turn the light out again, there is movement there and I hear a sigh (almost a groan) like my dog use to make after settling in for the night.

Or maybe I am just going nuts.

You're not alone Mel, we lost a pet cat years ago and for months after he was gone I would occasionally feel him jump on my bed after I turned the lights out. It was as real as when he was alive.

If you're going nuts you've got company.

Old Grinner wrote:

If that isn't love then what is it?! They love you enough to be comfortable with you and wait for your next move. They really don't ask for much.... Just to be near you, and get a kind word and a pat on the head occasionally.

My cat always greets me with a "Hello". . .and sometimes a "Hi". From what I hear he's not the only one who knows at least one word of English. Lot's of other people have speaking cats too!

So cute!