Just lost my Dog after 15 years
I am so sad. I had to put my Dog to sleep last week and I am really missing him. He was 15 years old and had total liver faliure. There was nothing I could do for him. My family says no other animals but seeing other people with theirs makes me sad. I am going to give it a while and I don't think we will get another dog.
Im very sorry to hear that Theresa. I know exactly how you feel. I just lost my cat 3 days ago. I didnt have him quite as long as you had your dog, but I loved him like I had him all his life. I dont plan on getting another cat..... not ever.
The pain is way to intense to set myself up to go thru it again.
Theresa,
I lost my dog in June, she was 15 years old. I had to put her to
sleep because she was in pain and there was nothing the vet could
do. I didnt want to see her suffer so I did the humane thing for
her. I couldnt wait I had to get another dog. This dog does not
replace her but helps me to go on. I hope you will feel better real
soon.
Linda
A friend of mine sent me this a long time ago. I have found great comfort in the words and the concepts......... My thoughts are with you.
The Journey
by Crystal Ward Kent
When you bring a pet into your life, you begin a journey -
a journey that will bring you more love and devotion than
you have ever known, yet also test your strength and courage.
If you allow, the journey will teach you many things, about
life, about yourself, and most of all, about love. You will
come away changed forever, for one soul cannot touch
another without leaving its mark.
Along the way, you will learn much about savoring life's
simple pleasures jumping in leaves, snoozing in the sun,
the joys of puddles, and even the satisfaction of a good
scratch behind the ears.
If you spend much time outside, you will be taught how
to truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or
log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be overlooked,
and even the very air will be inhaled, pondered, and noted
as being full of valuable information. Your pace may be
slower - except when heading home to the food dish - but
you will become a better naturalist, having been taught by
an expert in the field.
Too many times we hike on automatic pilot, our goal being
to complete the trail rather than enjoy the journey. We miss
the details - the colorful mushrooms on the rotting log, the
honeycomb in the old maple snag, the hawk feather caught
on a twig. Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole
new world. We stop; we browse the landscape, we kick over
leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all around. And we
learn what any dog knows: that nature has created a marvelously
complex world that is full of surprises, that each cycle of the
seasons bring ever changing wonders, each day an essence all
its own.
Even from indoors you will find yourself more attuned to the
world around you. You will find yourself watching summer insects
collecting on a screen.(How bizarre they are! How many kinds
there are!), or noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the dark.
You will stop to observe the swirling dance of windblown leaves,
or sniff the air after a rain. It does not matter that there is no objective
in this; the point is in the doing, in not letting life's most important
details slip by.
You will find yourself doing silly things that your pet-less friends
might not understand: spending thirty minutes in the grocery aisle
looking for the cat food brand your feline must have, buying dog
birthday treats, or driving around the block an extra time because
your pet enjoys the ride.
You will roll in the snow, wrestle with chewie toys, bounce little rubber
balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the house trailing your
bathrobe tie - with a cat in hot pursuit - all in the name of love.
Your house will become muddier and hairier. You will wear less dark
clothing and buy more lint rollers. You may find dog biscuits in your
pocket or purse, and feel the need to explain that an old plastic shopping
bag adorns your living room rug because your cat loves the crinkly sound.
You will learn the true measure of love - the steadfast, undying kind
that says, "It doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life
treats us as long as we are together." Respect this always. It is the most
precious gift any living soul can give another. You will not find it often
among the human race.
And you will learn humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me feel
ashamed. Such joy and love at my presence. She saw not some flawed
human who could be cross and stubborn, moody or rude, but only her
wonderful companion. Or maybe she saw those things and dismissed them
as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and so chose to love me
anyway.
If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey is done, you will
be not just a better person, but the person your pet always knew you
to be - the one they were proud to call beloved friend.
I must caution you that this journey is not without pain. Like all paths
of true love, the pain is part of loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one
day your dear animal companion will follow a trail you cannot yet go down.
And you will have to find the strength and love to let them go. A pet's time
on earth is far too short - especially for those that love them. We borrow
them, really, just for awhile, and during these brief years they are generous
enough to give us all their love, every inch of their spirit and heart, until
one day there is nothing left.
The cat that only yesterday was a kitten is all too soon old and frail
and sleeping in the sun. The young pup of boundless energy wakes up
stiff and lame, the muzzle now gray. Deep down we somehow always
knew that this journey would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts
they would be broken. But give them we must for it is all they ask in
return. When the time comes, and the road curves ahead to a place we
cannot see, we give one final gift and let them run on ahead - young and
whole once more.
"Godspeed, good friend," we say, until our journey comes full circle and
our paths cross again.