I just got her back. This is her little paw prints, her little ashes in a little box. I took the picture to include her favorite blanket.
Shes now gone to play with her friends that have crossed the rainbow bridge before her. Id like to think in Doggy Heaven, that the fields are vast, with flowers and lots of beautiful animals running pain free, and making friends. Im sure she's already barked at a few, because she thought she was large and in charge, when she really was only a scooby snack to the big ones. But she didnt care. Her personality and love made her a GIANT.
I washed all her bedding, toys, pillows, etc and donated them to the Vet clinic. I hope if they can't use them, they will forward them to those who can. I like the thought that her belongings can comfort another animal who needs to relax and be comforted.
My heart feels a little better right now.
I will love you forever my sweet girl. You are home.
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Remember that there is another little life out there that needs a good, loving home. Sophia would want you to show that new dog the same love and care. You have too big of a heart to not too!!
Take care and remember all the good times. I also donated everything not to a clinic but a shelter. Yes good knowing some other little paws will have the comforts. It was worth the effort to clean and pack everything and take it there. For me a healthy distraction from lingering grief and also one last comfort bond looking over everything while gathering . ✨🌈✨
I am sorry to hear. On the day I brought Cinnamon in, the vet staff made a hard day just a bit easier. I carried her in, because she couldnt walk at that point. The staff opened the door and led me straight back to the room. I didn't deal with the waiting room or any paperwork, which I greatly appreciated.
i could not bear the thought of putting her to sleep. i kept a careful eye on her for months for signs of pain. when she just couldnt anything anymore last Saturday, the decision was made. i wouldnt have been able to do anything for her until monday. she gave me the blessing of waiting until after i got home from easter and passed in my arms. each day has been a struggle since then. ive gotten down to maybe once a day at tearing up. having her home now comforts me some. but the silence is deafening right now because only im in the house, and its almost unbearable. i will recover but i will never be quite the same. condolences to you for your loss as well
@mysexualgoodtime I agree that one's pet will let us know.
Sorry for your loss. I have been there several times. I loved my dogs more than most people.
That's such a nice, tasteful, memorial. I have 4 urns, with paw prints, on my mantle, with a space reserved for Bla'qui when her time comes.
How you feel is how I felt when my pet cat died, Eczema. She was called that name because cat saliva sets off my eczema.
I remember finding her hiding under a bed not wanting to come out. She wasn't eating normally. I sensed that she went under the bed to die. I took her to a vet, I promised her that she'd come back home. She did albeit in an urn. I felt a little better.
Take care my friend.
My thoughts are with you. I lost my girl almost two years ago. She has her place in the boat, with a pretty box and paw print, etc. I still think about her all the time. Black lab that made it to 15 1/2. She wasn't ready and I held out as long as I could. It ripped a hole in my heart. I had Laps of Love come to the marina and do it in her favorite place to lay, by the picnic table and under the shade tree. I think I'm done with dogs. That tore me so apart I can't put myself through that again.