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I have nightmares about my dog dying. Dogs become a part of our souls. To the OP : |
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Had to say goodbye to my shadow of the last 9 years or so. I loved that dog, gonna miss her. Shit hurts. http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c289/Lumpy223/davnboo.jpg Sorry for your loss Lumpy. I lost my pup 4 years ago.... |
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Sorry man. Put down my best buddy, my second Basset Hound, Tucker. He was 13, and he was showing every single day of his age. Poor dude. I was basically keeping him alive because I didn't want my family and I to have to go through that "hole in the heart" feeling. My selfishness and my wife's determination, kept that dude up about a year longer than we originally thought.
People told me, "don't go get another one, wait like 6 months." Bullshit I say. Tuck would want us to have a K9 compadre. We are a Basset Hound family, so we got lucky and had a breeder with a litter right after Christmas. We got Cannoli as a Christmas gift. There are only two things that will help you to feel better: a puppy and time. Be well. |
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There is another great dog patiently waiting for the chance to share your life and be your best friend. He / She is not going to replace your pup, he / she is just waiting patiently for a good life and a good human to find him.
Don't put it off. Get another dog. It will not heal the pain really, it will just make another dog very happy when you bring him home. |
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My condolences brother.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me...whenever...wherever-- in case I need him. And I expect I will--as I always have. He is my dog. - Gene Hill |
