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My friend Shelby, passed
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Sorry for your loss.
Bob
LIVING LOVE
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life
you will always remember....
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring
home your young new friend.
You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have
asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in
finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may
have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simple
because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you
bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim
its special place in your hall or front room--and when you
feel it brush against you for the first time--it instills a
feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many
years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later.
It will be a day like any other.
Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you
will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once
saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once
saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw
activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet--and
you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a
growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming
emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off,
until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for
you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your lifelong friend,and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you--you will feel as long as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as
often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished
through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size than your own--seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the
ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg--very very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps
dearest, friend used to lay--you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart--As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when--along
with the memory of your pet--and piercing through the heaviness in your heart--there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love--like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets--it is a Love we will always possess.
(by Martin Scot Kosins)
Bob
LIVING LOVE
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life
you will always remember....
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring
home your young new friend.
You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have
asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in
finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may
have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simple
because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you
bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim
its special place in your hall or front room--and when you
feel it brush against you for the first time--it instills a
feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many
years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later.
It will be a day like any other.
Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you
will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once
saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once
saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw
activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet--and
you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a
growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming
emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off,
until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for
you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your lifelong friend,and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you--you will feel as long as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as
often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished
through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size than your own--seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the
ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg--very very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps
dearest, friend used to lay--you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart--As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when--along
with the memory of your pet--and piercing through the heaviness in your heart--there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love--like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets--it is a Love we will always possess.
(by Martin Scot Kosins)
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I'm sorry for your loss, words although kind, do little to ease your pain, but know that you had many great years and many fond memories. I have 2 dogs myself, who are family and I dread the day I will have to go through what you just did. I have read this poem many times and although it is more for the working K-9, it holds true for any dog. It brings a tear to my eye everytime I read it, but it means alot to me.
The Guardians Of The Night
Trust in me my friend, for I am your comrade.
I will protect you with my last breath
When all others have left you
And the loneliness of night closes in,
I will be at your side.
Together we will conquer all obstacles,
And search out those who wish to do harm to others.
All I ask of you is compassion,
And the caring touch of your hands.
It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life
And spend my nights unrested.
Although our days together
May be marked by the passing of the seasons
Know that each day by your side is my reward.
My days are measured by
The coming and going of your footsteps.
I anticipate them at every opening of the door.
You are the voice of caring when I am ill,
The voice of authority when I have done wrong.
Do not chastise me unduly,
For I am your right arm,
The sword at your side.
I attempt to do only what you bid of me.
I seek only to please you and remain in your favor.
Together you and I shall experience
A bond only others like us will understand.
When outsiders see us together,
Their envy will be measured by their disdain.
The Guardians Of The Night
Trust in me my friend, for I am your comrade.
I will protect you with my last breath
When all others have left you
And the loneliness of night closes in,
I will be at your side.
Together we will conquer all obstacles,
And search out those who wish to do harm to others.
All I ask of you is compassion,
And the caring touch of your hands.
It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life
And spend my nights unrested.
Although our days together
May be marked by the passing of the seasons
Know that each day by your side is my reward.
My days are measured by
The coming and going of your footsteps.
I anticipate them at every opening of the door.
You are the voice of caring when I am ill,
The voice of authority when I have done wrong.
Do not chastise me unduly,
For I am your right arm,
The sword at your side.
I attempt to do only what you bid of me.
I seek only to please you and remain in your favor.
Together you and I shall experience
A bond only others like us will understand.
When outsiders see us together,
Their envy will be measured by their disdain.
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Chuck,
My deepest sympothy regarding to the loss or your Shelby.
Sometimes it is harder to let go of one your dogs than it is to lose a person. I will never forget my English Springer Sparniel - Dundee. Best friend and companion for many years.
There is nothing else to be said about the love between a man and his dog.
My deepest sympothy regarding to the loss or your Shelby.
Sometimes it is harder to let go of one your dogs than it is to lose a person. I will never forget my English Springer Sparniel - Dundee. Best friend and companion for many years.
There is nothing else to be said about the love between a man and his dog.
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pets will love you no matter what: happy, sad, angry, depressed, cheery, hungry, tired, at home, gone, leaving, coming back.
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Chuck,
Sorry to hear of the loss, Bro.
Take care.
Ron
Sorry to hear of the loss, Bro.
Take care.
Ron
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I just read this thread.......I even spoke to you today......I am so Sorry!!!!! My eyes are just welled up with tears ................I have hugged my dog about 5 times and she is on my lap as I type this....but I have to say this I get alot of flack from friends, co-workers ect about my obsession and love for my dog Boosay....but she truley is my baby....I have no children and well quite frankly she is my little girl.......I can not imagine my life without her and I am Soooooooo Sorry for your loss......XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
Amy and Boosay
Amy and Boosay
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Thanks to all. The wife and I don't have kids either, so the girls get all our attention. They never, ever fail to seem to know our feelings. They know the sound of each of our vehicles and are always thrilled when we each get home.
Shelby had a special trick of when I tapped my shoulders, she could launch herself into my arms. She could do this all but the last 3 years of her sweet life. She really was MY dog. She would love to chew on my arm hard,but never hard enough to ever hurt me. She'd growl like a viscious junk yard dog, but was a super sweet piggy.
Thanks again for all the support folks.
Shelby had a special trick of when I tapped my shoulders, she could launch herself into my arms. She could do this all but the last 3 years of her sweet life. She really was MY dog. She would love to chew on my arm hard,but never hard enough to ever hurt me. She'd growl like a viscious junk yard dog, but was a super sweet piggy.
Thanks again for all the support folks.
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Chuck,
So sorry to hear of your loss. It's a rare and special time when a beloved pet actually passes away "naturally" with you there. It's still gut wrenching and heartbreaking but somehow it seems more peaceful for them. My wife and I've had dogs for all of our almost 30 years together and have been there for two of them when they passed. It's still hard no matter what. I lost MY girl in August and I know exactly what you're going through. We've had 12 dogs through the years but Sage was mine. I can still remember staring into her brown eyes and her staring right back. Almost like both of us looking into each other's souls. Time is supposed to heal all wounds but some are real deep.
My wife does dog rescue and through this, we were sent a poem a long time ago that's on several dog internet sites. It's called the Rainbow Bridge.....
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
My deepest condolences,
Art
So sorry to hear of your loss. It's a rare and special time when a beloved pet actually passes away "naturally" with you there. It's still gut wrenching and heartbreaking but somehow it seems more peaceful for them. My wife and I've had dogs for all of our almost 30 years together and have been there for two of them when they passed. It's still hard no matter what. I lost MY girl in August and I know exactly what you're going through. We've had 12 dogs through the years but Sage was mine. I can still remember staring into her brown eyes and her staring right back. Almost like both of us looking into each other's souls. Time is supposed to heal all wounds but some are real deep.
My wife does dog rescue and through this, we were sent a poem a long time ago that's on several dog internet sites. It's called the Rainbow Bridge.....
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
My deepest condolences,
Art