grieving our pets

[Soft*Silver]

Dear Gage and Snack Time,I am so sorry for the huge loss you both suffered. When one of our beloved four leggeds leave us, a part of us leaves with them....but we are more complete because of their presence in our lives. If not for them, I do not think we humans would be tolerable on this earth. Our connections to our pets are perhaps the last final thread that connects us to the Whole, the universal spiritual connection.

Mourn, for that is but another form of love. Love to both of you...

[Mr. Moon]

Gaige - I am so sorry for your loss! One day at a time, as they say. Be gentle with yourself as you grieve. If you need anything I'm right up the road, and I have my new rescue Foster for you to love on, when you need some love time!

SnackTime - I'm coming up on a one year anniversary of the loss of my wonderful Taylor Dane. My heart goes out to you. I still miss her with everything I have....

-Moonie

[Soft*Silver]

Mr Moon, I am sorry for the loss of your dane, too. How sad. Truly sad.

I still miss my beloved Story, the landseer newfoundland, that I laid to rest a few years ago. She was my constant companion while I was in such horrific pain from my surgery and from lost dreams and failed loves. She carried me thru those years of mine and in return, I kept her safe and made her feel secure in her last two years with dementia.

we loved them well, didnt we?

[candy_coated_bitch]

Oh, this thread is so heartwrenching.

Gaige and SnackTime, I am very sorry for both of your losses and for how raw things must feel right now.

I lost my beloved pet rabbit two years ago in April and he really was like a best friend. He was there in times when no one else was, and was too smart for his own good. He drove me freakin' batty trying to chew my apartment down, but he was also incredibly loving. He always knew when I was upset and would sit on my pillow and lick my tears.

I still miss him and still have times of intense pain. It catches me by surprise, actually. He died in a fire when I was moving into a new apartment. I moved him in the day before we would be moving the large furniture because I was trying to protect him from being in the way and possibly getting hurt. Unfortunately, my new apartment burned down that night. I have horrific guilt about that and even though I logically know it's not my fault I still question myself over what if I had done something differently he would still be alive and wouldn't have had to die like that alone and scared in a new place. God, I hate it so much.

I think people who don't own pets can never understand just how real that connection of love and friendship is. Big, big hugs to everyone in this thread.

[Hollylane]

ccb you have me missing my buns. I'm so sorry for your loss. I can only imagine how horrible that must have been.

I lost my bonded pair of buns last year, less than 2 months apart. I miss them very much. They were such sensitive little buns, and so sweet on each other. Buttercup was the first to pass, from stasis, and Parsley shortly followed her, with an inoperable abscessed tooth, caused by malocclusion. He had done so well, for so long, having his teeth filed down once every 2 months. He had many more years in this world, because I was so diligent about his vet visits. I just don't feel like I had enough time with them. Though, it never does feels like enough time...

This photo was from one of their first "dates". Parsley is on the left, and Buttercup the right.

[candy_coated_bitch]

Originally Posted by Hollylane

ccb has me missing my buns.

I lost my bonded pair of buns last year, less than 2 months apart. I miss them very much. They were such sensitive little buns, and so sweet on each other. Buttercup was the first to pass, from stasis, and Parsley shortly followed her, with an inoperative abscessed tooth, caused by malocclusion. He had done so well, for so long, having his teeth filed down once every 2 months. He had many more years in this world because I was so diligent about his vet visits. I just don't feel like I had enough time with them. Though, it never does feels like enough time...

This photo was from one of their first "dates". Parsley is on the right, and Buttercup the left.

OMG, they are so precious!!!!! I am such a lover of bunnies. I really do think bonded pairs fall in love with each other in a sense. It's wonderful to watch. If I knew how to post a pic I would.

[Soft*Silver]

ladies,I am friends with a woman who runs a buns rescue. I bought one of her HellBuns tshirts as a fundraiser. I love what she does...rescues these pitiful creatures who many just dont understand arent LIVESTOCK.

prayers out to you and your lost ones...

[Mr. Moon]

Originally Posted by Miss_Tia

Mr Moon, I am sorry for the loss of your dane, too. How sad. Truly sad.

I still miss my beloved Story, the landseer newfoundland, that I laid to rest a few years ago. She was my constant companion while I was in such horrific pain from my surgery and from lost dreams and failed loves. She carried me thru those years of mine and in return, I kept her safe and made her feel secure in her last two years with dementia.

we loved them well, didnt we?

Thank you Miss Tia. I took care of Taylor near 24/7 with kidney failure. I finally knew when it was time. She took care of me through my hardest time and didn't want to leave me. Poor baby's body just gave out. We loved them more than words can say!

[girllikeu2]

I still get weepy thinking about my babycat who left me in 2008. I Got him when he was 3 weeks old and was his Mama for the next 18 years. I miss him still though I have 2 new babies ... who though they are their own brand of wonderful will never replace my Robcat. <3 to all mourning fur kids.

[deb0670]

my ex and i rescued a dog from the Humane Society a few years back. He was a wired haired terrier mix of some kind. Small little guy about 6 yrs old or so.. Out of all the animals in the shelter, he was the only one who just sat still and watched me. Didn't bark nor jump around. I got down on my knees in front of his pen and looked at him and whispered hello and he just sat there and tilted his head and wagged his tail a little bit. i reached my hand up to the door of the pen to let him sniff and he lightly licked my hand and i was hooked. We adopted him that day. i named him Scrappy cause he was so unkempt looking and it just fit. After we brought him home, i was petting him and loving on him, and looked at his face head on and realized he had no upper front teeth and his bottom jaw was cocked to the side a little. What horror when i realized that this poor sweet lil guy was kicked hard enough in the head.. or something to cause that kind of damage..
He was my lil guy.. we bonded more than i have ever bonded with another animal. He was my shadow.
i won him in my divorce with my ex( like he could have taken Scrappy from me) and Scrappy was with me and my daughter for another two years. When my daughter and i had to move from Arkansas to Seattle, i knew that would have been too hard on Scrappy, so i left him with an elderly lady who had grown quite attached to him.. It was the hardest thing i ever had to do. I found out about a yr later... he had to be put down due to just being too sick.
i will never forget him, nor will i ever be as close and love another animal as much as i did Scrappy.
my puppy(Peaches) that i have now, runs a close second ..
i miss Scrappy as much now as i did 4 years ago.

[Mr. Moon]

Just when you think you're doing so well.....

This was the first anniversary of Taylor's passing....and I tried my best to ignore that fact and thought if I didn't think about it, it would pass....

Work drama from my total dysfunctional asshat boss was the biggest it could have been this week......everyone was anxious.

I came home anxious and even my new beautiful boy rescue, Foster Grant (almost 2 years old) could feel the anxiety. I kept trying. I remained calm and had a pretty decent day today, even with the continued work drama.

I came home early, and realized I had given Foster a bath and he needed more brushing to take care of his shedding...I knew I had brushes that I hadn't removed that were used with baby Taylor Dane....I used one before with Mr. Foster..so I thought I'd clean the other of her hair, zip lock it in a baggie......

Am I stupid??? I lost it, big time! OMG...it had been so long since that stabbing grief had hit my heart like that. Holy crap.

I'm just sitting now...figured posting and letting this out might help. Foster Grant curled up and let me cry.....kissed my tears.....Love HIM! but I still feel like my heart has been ripped apart.

It takes sooo long.....

I hope you all are doing well.

-Moonie

[*Anya*]

Originally Posted by Mr. Moon

Just when you think you're doing so well.....

This was the first anniversary of Taylor's passing....and I tried my best to ignore that fact and thought if I didn't think about it, it would pass....

Work drama from my total dysfunctional asshat boss was the biggest it could have been this week......everyone was anxious.

I came home anxious and even my new beautiful boy rescue, Foster Grant (almost 2 years old) could feel the anxiety. I kept trying. I remained calm and had a pretty decent day today, even with the continued work drama.

I came home early, and realized I had given Foster a bath and he needed more brushing to take care of his shedding...I knew I had brushes that I hadn't removed that were used with baby Taylor Dane....I used one before with Mr. Foster..so I thought I'd clean the other of her hair, zip lock it in a baggie......

Am I stupid??? I lost it, big time! OMG...it had been so long since that stabbing grief had hit my heart like that. Holy crap.

I'm just sitting now...figured posting and letting this out might help. Foster Grant curled up and let me cry.....kissed my tears.....Love HIM! but I still feel like my heart has been ripped apart.

It takes sooo long.....

I hope you all are doing well.

-Moonie

No you are not stupid at all.

My vet cut a lock of my Bishon's hair for me when she died. She died April 19th, 2011 and I will always keep it. It also is in a Baggie.

I will always miss her.

My GF said she is my forever dog and that she is, and always will be.

My cock-a-poo passed August 6th, 2011, so another anniversary is coming up soon.

We will never forget any of our fur-loves.

[Hollylane]

Originally Posted by Mr. Moon

Just when you think you're doing so well.....

This was the first anniversary of Taylor's passing....and I tried my best to ignore that fact and thought if I didn't think about it, it would pass....

Work drama from my total dysfunctional asshat boss was the biggest it could have been this week......everyone was anxious.

I came home anxious and even my new beautiful boy rescue, Foster Grant (almost 2 years old) could feel the anxiety. I kept trying. I remained calm and had a pretty decent day today, even with the continued work drama.

I came home early, and realized I had given Foster a bath and he needed more brushing to take care of his shedding...I knew I had brushes that I hadn't removed that were used with baby Taylor Dane....I used one before with Mr. Foster..so I thought I'd clean the other of her hair, zip lock it in a baggie......

Am I stupid??? I lost it, big time! OMG...it had been so long since that stabbing grief had hit my heart like that. Holy crap.

I'm just sitting now...figured posting and letting this out might help. Foster Grant curled up and let me cry.....kissed my tears.....Love HIM! but I still feel like my heart has been ripped apart.

It takes sooo long.....

I hope you all are doing well.

-Moonie

When my best friend, Count Basie, passed, about 5 years ago, I snipped a little clump of hair from behind his ears (a silky soft spot, where I rubbed him to his heart's content). I wanted a paw print, and I couldn't find anything other than a tube of lipstick, so I rubbed it all over one of those big clodhopper feet, and pressed his lipsticked pad against a piece of cardstock paper. When I finally let them take him from me (I had a vet come to the house, so that he could pass in the comfort of home), I had them make a clay disk with his paw print in it, before his cremation. I also purchased a local artist's urn, and it is truly beautiful. I had another local artist create a stone plaque, with his image airbrushed onto it. I still have his photo as the background of both my work and home computers. I have a special box with his jingly tag filled caller, the snipped hair, his paw prints, and his favorite toy, that I get out once in awhile.

So, no. You are not being stupid. I will never forget my Basie Boy, and at times I still find myself feeling that utter and complete sense of loss.