I miss my dog.
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Hi She. It crossed my mind to PM you the other day to grieve together. Monday, I had to put my dog to sleep. He was a 14 year old Bichon. Big attitude in a little body. He wanted to be the alpha male and it was always a showdown. He was a pain in the ass in many ways, but a good dog and we loved him.
I miss his Bichon buzz.
I miss his cockiness.
I miss his trying to sneak down the hall to find mischief.
I'm sorry for your loss, and mine.
I miss his Bichon buzz.
I miss his cockiness.
I miss his trying to sneak down the hall to find mischief.
I'm sorry for your loss, and mine.
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*HUGS* for you both.
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My heart goes out to you, Darlin.
I had 3 dogs when I divorced. I got them in the settlement, but because I was going to live in an apartment, I couldn't take them.
Several months later, I learn from my former MIL that my bloodhound had passed and it tore my heart apart.
About a year and a half later I had to go to my sisters funeral. On the way back home, I was passing through my former home town.
I decided to stop and visit my two remeaining dogs.
I knew my ex wouldn't be at home but to make sure I parked around the corner and approached the privacy fence.
My dogs knew right away it was me before I had the chance to open the fence.
They were whining and jumping on me as if to say..."Mom! were ya been!?!"
We spent some together then I had to get back on the road.
I cried for the next 400 miles. and also for the next two weeks.
I decided that I could never see them again because it tore my soul to pieces.
This gonna sound odd, but in a way I gained a little bit of understanding for parents that divorce and one doesn't see the kids as much as others would think normal.
It HURTS to to see something or someone you love and not be there.
I'm rambling.
Point is, I know the pain.
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I've lost pets myself and it's always hard. My heart goes out to you both.
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Our beloved Siberian Husky passed away three years ago. I still can't forget finding her in a back bedroom (she had full run of our home and yard) in a condition I won't relate in this thread and rushed her to an emergency vet begging them to end her misery, but her life slipped away before they could take it.
My wife and I keep her memory fresh by recalling on a frequent basis her playful antics, like stealing a T-bone steak off the counter or sampling a cake left too close to the front of the counter. We bitched about her hair (when she wasn't shedding her winter coat she was her summer one) but when spring storms knocked bird nests from trees and we found them velvet-soft with the hair we'd brushed from our beloved animal being used by other species to weave their homes our hearts were warmed.
We feel blessed to have the memory to bask in. I don't think we'll ever have another, she was just too special to replace and anything less would be a disappointment. It was a wonderful, although sometimes frustrating and expensive, thirteen years.
But I wouldn't sell those memories for any amount of money. I hold them close to my heart and soul.
Wishing you the best. Fill your heart not with emptyness, but with the fullness your loving pet brought to you.
Our beloved Siberian Husky passed away three years ago. I still can't forget finding her in a back bedroom (she had full run of our home and yard) in a condition I won't relate in this thread and rushed her to an emergency vet begging them to end her misery, but her life slipped away before they could take it.
My wife and I keep her memory fresh by recalling on a frequent basis her playful antics, like stealing a T-bone steak off the counter or sampling a cake left too close to the front of the counter. We bitched about her hair (when she wasn't shedding her winter coat she was her summer one) but when spring storms knocked bird nests from trees and we found them velvet-soft with the hair we'd brushed from our beloved animal being used by other species to weave their homes our hearts were warmed.
We feel blessed to have the memory to bask in. I don't think we'll ever have another, she was just too special to replace and anything less would be a disappointment. It was a wonderful, although sometimes frustrating and expensive, thirteen years.
But I wouldn't sell those memories for any amount of money. I hold them close to my heart and soul.
Wishing you the best. Fill your heart not with emptyness, but with the fullness your loving pet brought to you.
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amazing how silent a house can be when the family pet is gone.
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The loss of my dog was more difficult than the passing of my my father, although I do think losing my best friend and "child" helped to brace me for my father's passing after his 88 years of life ended a year afterwards. I think my dog taught me how to mourn, as crazy as that may sound.
The loss of my dog was more difficult than the passing of my my father, although I do think losing my best friend and "child" helped to brace me for my father's passing after his 88 years of life ended a year afterwards. I think my dog taught me how to mourn, as crazy as that may sound.
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On the set of her ill-fated HGTV gardening program, "Gardening Without Thumbs":
http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/47258/2004140127728268373_rs.jpg
http://aycu19.webshots.com/image/47258/2004140127728268373_rs.jpg
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With Squeaky President Bush's Head -
http://aycu39.webshots.com/image/45358/2001397847260784816_rs.jpg
and a sheep-camel thing -
http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/47361/2001369349835464697_rs.jpg
Bereft:
http://aycu39.webshots.com/image/45358/2001397236163556525_rs.jpg
http://aycu39.webshots.com/image/45358/2001397847260784816_rs.jpg
and a sheep-camel thing -
http://aycu02.webshots.com/image/47361/2001369349835464697_rs.jpg
Bereft:
http://aycu39.webshots.com/image/45358/2001397236163556525_rs.jpg
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I cry sometimes because of how much I will miss mine.
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Those are great pictures, Shereads. She's a beautiful dog. I'm very sorry for your loss, and for the grief of everyone who's lost a beloved pet. It's a damned hard thing.
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I cry sometimes because of how much I will miss mine.
Soon or late, every dog's master's memory becomes a graveyard; peopled by wistful little furry ghosts that creep back unbidden, at times, to a semblance of their olden lives.
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Thank you, dear. My friend C once said of my dog, "She's not pretty, but she's handsome. Like Allison Janney on The West Wing."
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I don't think mine's wistful. It's my one great consolation. She's absolutely enraptured up there playing BALL BALL BALL! Now and then she drops by to tell me how wonderful it is, and make sure I have enough kisses, and tell me that the woods go on forever up there and the Man throws the BALL!
She's a good dog.
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I don't have too many photos of my dogs...but found this one. Thought I would use it as an AV for a while.
Thanks Sher for reminding me, although through your loss, of a truly great friend in deed.
Thanks Sher for reminding me, although through your loss, of a truly great friend in deed.
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I've had a German Wirehaired Pointer that was the most amazing pheasant dog I ever knew. My son had a beagle, Toby, and I miss him to this day. Right now we have a little rat terrier who thinks that she is a Rottweiler and if you don't believe that, just ask her. Losing a pet is almost like losing a child. The only difference is that you know, deep in the darkest part of your heart, that losing a pet is inevitable. Losing a child . . .
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I love dogs... have buried quite a few of them over the years for one reason or another...
There were a couple that stand out the most
Honey Bear - we had since she was three months old she passed because of old age at 17. One of the best dogs! She knew hand signs and Voice commands, she would FISH in the shallows. She would hurl herself into creeks and rivers and climb into your bed with no prompts. She would bathe the cats and herd the children. She lost her rear foot in a freak accident jumping out of a 64 chevy truck when she was 14. When she got protective or upset she relly did resemble a lumbering bear... she was a blue healer/cardigan corgie mix....
Then Baron -
I didn't have baron for very long - but this damned dog touched us all. A full blood black & tan shepard. The most paitent dog I ever saw. We adopted him sight unseen, and adored him from the moemnt he arrived. He would also herd the children and allow them to climb on him, pull his ears, jump whatever little kids would do. He would place ball the my babies... My girl would throw the ball (all of three feet) and he would exuberantly jump it, run it out the the fence line then run it back and wait for her to do it all over again. The same with my younger son. We had a 6 foot fence to keep the critters in the main yard ((it was over an acre enclosed) as we lived along a very heavily trafficed street (the connector for the airport)... I was standing in my living room one day and heard screeching brakes. it wasnt uncommon but something pulled me to the front of the house. My Neighbor came running - crying your dog... your dog... He had been hit. The break along with his heriditary displasia was horrendous. He had SOARED over the fence chacing a cat! Apparently the person who hit him had tried to stop but accidnetly gunned it just as he dashed in front of them again! Anyway - we had to unfortunately put him down. We arranged witht he vet to take him outside where he could smell the grass and see the geese and stuff on the little pond outside the pet hospital. The Kidlets got to pet him and say goodbye....
About two weeks after we buried him beneath the Elm trees in our back yard I was playing ball with my kids....
The damndest thing would happen!
The ball (one of those big soft swirly ones)would go straight at my girl - and Literally... I swear to God and on all thats holy - it would take a hard right or left from her.... Over and over - no matter how hard I tried to throw the ball it would be knocked out of the air within a few feet of either of them. My now ex husband tried the same thing.
Then we started paying attention to the children. They were acting as if a critter was right there with them playing...
In my heart it was Baron - protecting the kids from being hit with the ball... That first night my girl kept telling that Barewen (her name for him) was back. This went on for about a month and then stopped as abruptly as it began. (Hitting my daughter with the ball made it very clear LOL)
My two cats that also went missing at that house also visited similarly - I knew from the dream I had of them they had passed on but were quite content where they were...
I look back over the animals that have been a part of my life and though their loss is bitter... the sweetness of the memories counterbalance it all.
I know Baron and the Kitties come and visit once in a while... The whispered yips and deep rumbling purrs that invade my senses tell me that I am still loved all over again.
I miss them all.
hugs and kisses to ya
There were a couple that stand out the most
Honey Bear - we had since she was three months old she passed because of old age at 17. One of the best dogs! She knew hand signs and Voice commands, she would FISH in the shallows. She would hurl herself into creeks and rivers and climb into your bed with no prompts. She would bathe the cats and herd the children. She lost her rear foot in a freak accident jumping out of a 64 chevy truck when she was 14. When she got protective or upset she relly did resemble a lumbering bear... she was a blue healer/cardigan corgie mix....
Then Baron -
I didn't have baron for very long - but this damned dog touched us all. A full blood black & tan shepard. The most paitent dog I ever saw. We adopted him sight unseen, and adored him from the moemnt he arrived. He would also herd the children and allow them to climb on him, pull his ears, jump whatever little kids would do. He would place ball the my babies... My girl would throw the ball (all of three feet) and he would exuberantly jump it, run it out the the fence line then run it back and wait for her to do it all over again. The same with my younger son. We had a 6 foot fence to keep the critters in the main yard ((it was over an acre enclosed) as we lived along a very heavily trafficed street (the connector for the airport)... I was standing in my living room one day and heard screeching brakes. it wasnt uncommon but something pulled me to the front of the house. My Neighbor came running - crying your dog... your dog... He had been hit. The break along with his heriditary displasia was horrendous. He had SOARED over the fence chacing a cat! Apparently the person who hit him had tried to stop but accidnetly gunned it just as he dashed in front of them again! Anyway - we had to unfortunately put him down. We arranged witht he vet to take him outside where he could smell the grass and see the geese and stuff on the little pond outside the pet hospital. The Kidlets got to pet him and say goodbye....
About two weeks after we buried him beneath the Elm trees in our back yard I was playing ball with my kids....
The damndest thing would happen!
The ball (one of those big soft swirly ones)would go straight at my girl - and Literally... I swear to God and on all thats holy - it would take a hard right or left from her.... Over and over - no matter how hard I tried to throw the ball it would be knocked out of the air within a few feet of either of them. My now ex husband tried the same thing.
Then we started paying attention to the children. They were acting as if a critter was right there with them playing...
In my heart it was Baron - protecting the kids from being hit with the ball... That first night my girl kept telling that Barewen (her name for him) was back. This went on for about a month and then stopped as abruptly as it began. (Hitting my daughter with the ball made it very clear LOL)
My two cats that also went missing at that house also visited similarly - I knew from the dream I had of them they had passed on but were quite content where they were...
I look back over the animals that have been a part of my life and though their loss is bitter... the sweetness of the memories counterbalance it all.
I know Baron and the Kitties come and visit once in a while... The whispered yips and deep rumbling purrs that invade my senses tell me that I am still loved all over again.
I miss them all.
hugs and kisses to ya
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