My Furbaby is gone
Debbiejean,
Thanks for your uplifting words. I would love another dog today, but my sister is totally against it. They are too expensive. And she "put up with the dogs for 7 years that she, Mom and I were together. Ellen is quite happy to be a one cat family. I've had dogs for 20 years straight. Mag
Thanks for your uplifting words. I would love another dog today, but my sister is totally against it. They are too expensive. And she "put up with the dogs for 7 years that she, Mom and I were together. Ellen is quite happy to be a one cat family. I've had dogs for 20 years straight. Mag
So sorry for your loss Marguerite. . . truly understand how it feels, having gone through it 18 months ago with my buddy of 13 years, Dillinger. . . grieve but when and if possible open your heart to another deserving furbaby. . . my Roxie is special, she is the healer of a broken heart, because I was broken hearted over the loss of my Dillinger. . . peace be with you. . .
My Mantra is that I do not determine my success by the number hanging in my closet, nor will I let the scale determine that success either. . . It is through trial and error I will continue to grow and succeed. . . Laureen
"Success is a journey, not a destination." Ben Sweetland
Thank you for your words, Laureen. They are very true.
When I lost my first Shih Tzu, *****that was his name when I adopted him at 18 months old) Mom and I had Char-Lee with us. He was 6 at the time. I had gotten him as an 8 week old puppy. He had never been alone. He went from the litter mates to Chin. He was so depressed without his pal. Five days later I got a call from my groomer. She knew of 2 Shih Tzu's who needed to be rescued from what we called "the Bad house." Long story but we ended up with both of them. It took a week for Char-Lee to decided they were wonderful to have around. Maybe God has a move in my future and I will be able to adopt another one (or two.) Hugs Mag
When I lost my first Shih Tzu, *****that was his name when I adopted him at 18 months old) Mom and I had Char-Lee with us. He was 6 at the time. I had gotten him as an 8 week old puppy. He had never been alone. He went from the litter mates to Chin. He was so depressed without his pal. Five days later I got a call from my groomer. She knew of 2 Shih Tzu's who needed to be rescued from what we called "the Bad house." Long story but we ended up with both of them. It took a week for Char-Lee to decided they were wonderful to have around. Maybe God has a move in my future and I will be able to adopt another one (or two.) Hugs Mag
Oh Mag, I know the pain and engulf you in my heart. Our animals give total love each minute they are with us, never judging, just loving. We learned after Diablo passed on to treasuire the moments we had with him for 14 yrs. We made the mistake to want to keep him alive for our sake, and it hurts to admit that he suffered for our love.
It took us over a year finally loose the fear to love again and Yoda rescued us. When the time is right you will open your heart to another, never replacing the one you lost, but adding more to the cup of your life.
Hugs, Monica & hubby
It took us over a year finally loose the fear to love again and Yoda rescued us. When the time is right you will open your heart to another, never replacing the one you lost, but adding more to the cup of your life.
Hugs, Monica & hubby
Monica, sweet Monica,
Thank you for taking care of my heart. That's what I love about dogs. Forever LOVING. I think it is even more true of rescued dogs. I swear they remember their past and are forever grateful to us for giving them a home filled with love and protection.
Little Bit's last 2 days were very difficult as he was away from me in the hospital. The vet was sure we could save him, but finally I said "Enough." He didn't even respond to me when Ellen and I went to visit. Not one wag of his tail. No more IV's or blood draws or weight's. I was done. No more interventions. Putting my dog down was one of the most difficult things to do. But I didn't want to keep him alive too long as I had with Chin. I had to let him go. Mag
Thank you for taking care of my heart. That's what I love about dogs. Forever LOVING. I think it is even more true of rescued dogs. I swear they remember their past and are forever grateful to us for giving them a home filled with love and protection.
Little Bit's last 2 days were very difficult as he was away from me in the hospital. The vet was sure we could save him, but finally I said "Enough." He didn't even respond to me when Ellen and I went to visit. Not one wag of his tail. No more IV's or blood draws or weight's. I was done. No more interventions. Putting my dog down was one of the most difficult things to do. But I didn't want to keep him alive too long as I had with Chin. I had to let him go. Mag