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Old 09-08-2004, 02:35 PM
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This thread is for all of us who want to remember a family pet. Please post a little bit about that special one that is waiting for you at the 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 the 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 the Rainbow Bridge together........
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Thank you for posting this, it's so beautiful! I am in tears because two of my sweet cats that left me in the past come to my mind instantly. The first is my beautiful orange tabby named Bobby...he loved me just as much as I loved him and he was the sweetest kitty I have ever known. He died when I was about 4, he was killed but I never forgot him, and I think about him to this day. Then the second was my cat Honey, she was really my Dad's but I miss her so much. She was a creamy-colored tabby and we had her for about ten years, she died when I was about 13 or so. I miss them both so much, and thank you for posting this, it really is so touching.
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I have a couple greyhounds waiting for me. One very special ... Bullet. He raced until age 5 then retired to live with me. He was rescued from a farm in Fla where the keepers were arrested for neglecting the dogs. The best dog ever, he never did anything wrong, ever. I had to teach him to do some basic stuff, he never barked and he was loved by everyone!!! Gorgeous sweet gentle giant, I love and miss you very very much. You too Angel, you were so sweet and gentle with the kids.

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Well I have many pets waiting for me but my string of bad luck comes in the form of Black Labs...I live in a pretty rual area but yet, just outside the city. So, each and every one of my three black labs has been killed out here by a car. Kaylynn who was bought up in Tawas for 20 dollars...Two little boys sitting outside a grocery store with a box of puppies just before Christmas...said they needed to buy their mom a new furnace...bless there hearts. Sold me! She was the best dang dog ever! Then there was Rugar, He was saved from a humane society. No one wanted him because he was part Mastif...I never saw the mastif in him though. He was pretty awesome. Then there was just this latest....Kept driving by the sign that said lab puppies...then the price went down...a month later, the price went down again. My husband just had to go check out this puppy that no one wanted...The house was small and the puppies were getting big! They lived in a small room with no where to move. Misty was only 1 year old and lost her precious life way too soon. Somehow (closed casket type damage) she managed to come back onto our property before she died. Man...I just stopped calling her stupid too! I loved her so! Im sure she will be waiting for me there along with all my other pets. Least I forget my very first dog Springer and her offspring, BINGO...he went down fighting two pitbulls and he was just a little heinz 57 mutt. What a trouper.
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I have my baby Brutus waiting for me. I flew to Texas to pick him up and can remember waiting for a rental car to drive home because I didn't want his little butt in cargo. He was my shadow for 4 years. I had him certified as a therapy dog so I could take him to work with me even. When I got married to my last husband, I can remember having to put him in his room so he wouldn't get obnoxious. He was intimidating to say the least, a 250 pound rott with a head the size of a basketball. When my husband beat me, Brutus turned his arm and and leg into hamburger. He was hit in the head with a hammer at this time and had to be put down. This was the only dog I've ever had that died trying to keep me safe.
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This thread is for all of us who want to remember a family pet. Please post a little bit about that special one that is waiting for you at the bridge.i have two very swet babies waiting for me at the bridge lovie my pit you can read more on her in pit link if you would get one or not. the other was my suger girl. that my man had the first six years of her life then he gave to me and i ha her up until last year when she died of old age at 15.she was the linkyhat my mansaye in touch with me until his rest.but all those years was before he became my man.that poem kept me intears when she died.ther is a real nice website that you can buy a headstone for your petand put their pic on.



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 the 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 the Rainbow Bridge together........
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My precious Midgette was 18 yrs old when she crossed over. She was a Sealpoint Siamese Cat with big blue eyes. I delivered her myself and cut the navel cord. Her mama and litter-mates pushed her out, she was so tiny, I fed her myself with a pet nurser bottle and raised her. She and I were inseparable for 18 yrs.

She heled me raise my two boys, comforted me through two really nasty divorces, laid right by my side when I was re-cuperating from an almost fatal car crash.

She was always such a tiny little kitty, never weighed more than 7 or 8 lbs. full grown. She was about 12 or 13 when she survived through the house fire, somehow. We thought she ran out of the house when everyone else did. I was calling to her thinking she ran underneath the bushes, hiding from all the commotion of fire trucks and sirens. One of the fireman found her underneath the bed gasping for breath, just barely alive. She went limp in my arms as my son ran every red light (with 4-way flashers on) to get her to the vet. She was making pitiful little moaning sounds and I was holding her limp little body crying out, "Please God, don't let her die. Please God don't take her from me." He answered my prayers. She lived on for 5 or 6 more yrs.

She was always there for me, loving me unconditionaly, never judging me, not even complaining very much about anything...not till right there at the last. She began suffering with arthritis, and developed skin allergies. Her teeth got bad and she lost some of them, making it difficult to chew. I gave her Gerbers Baby Meats and anything else I could get coax her into eating. She finally was DXed with kidney disease, and just got skinnier and skinnier. She would cry so pitifully 'specially at night, she could barely get up on my bed without help, and would cry out in pain if she tried to jump down. I'd hold her frail old body next to me, stroking her very old fur that had long since lost it's luster. Her sad old eyes lovingly looked up at me, begging me to let her go.

The last trip to the vet...I knew what I had to do. I prayed for strength. I was hoping for some kind of sign, words from the vet advising me against what I knew was the humane thing to do. I stood there holding my precious Midgette wrapped in her pink "blankey" with tears streaming down my face. How can I do this? I just can't let her go. My vet put her arms around us both and gently asked just one question, "I know how hard this must be, but are you keeping this precious old kitty around for you, or for her??? No other words were necessary. I sat there in a chair holding my angel, she looked up at me ever so trustingly with her sad old eyes so full of love...I held her close to me telling her I loved her, stroking her head...while her vet helped her cross over the Rainbow Bridge. She was so brave and was not afraid, but just went to sleep peacefully in my arms.

Her tired old body is no longer with me, but her memory lives on in my heart. It's been 20 years and I still miss her. I take out her pictures and look at them and cry. It was a long time before I could forgive myself for making her stay, selfishly keeping her longer than I should have. I just thought I could not make it without her. She suffered that last year...because of my selfishness. I had to ask God for forgiveness. I already knew in my heart that Midgette had forgiven me.

Well, that's my story and it still hurts, I can hardly see the keyboard for my tears.

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My precious Midgette was 18 yrs old when she crossed over. She was a Sealpoint Siamese Cat with big blue eyes. I delivered her myself and cut the navel cord. Her mama and litter-mates pushed her out, she was so tiny, I fed her myself with a pet nurser bottle and raised her. She and I were inseparable for 18 yrs.

She heled me raise my two boys, comforted me through two really nasty divorces, laid right by my side when I was re-cuperating from an almost fatal car crash.

She was always such a tiny little kitty, never weighed more than 7 or 8 lbs. full grown. She was about 12 or 13 when she survived through the house fire, somehow. We thought she ran out of the house when everyone else did. I was calling to her thinking she ran underneath the bushes, hiding from all the commotion of fire trucks and sirens. One of the fireman found her underneath the bed gasping for breath, just barely alive. She went limp in my arms as my son ran every red light (with 4-way flashers on) to get her to the vet. She was making pitiful little moaning sounds and I was holding her limp little body crying out, "Please God, don't let her die. Please God don't take her from me." He answered my prayers. She lived on for 5 or 6 more yrs.

She was always there for me, loving me unconditionaly, never judging me, not even complaining very much about anything...not till right there at the last. She began suffering with arthritis, and developed skin allergies. Her teeth got bad and she lost some of them, making it difficult to chew. I gave her Gerbers Baby Meats and anything else I could get coax her into eating. She finally was DXed with kidney disease, and just got skinnier and skinnier. She would cry so pitifully 'specially at night, she could barely get up on my bed without help, and would cry out in pain if she tried to jump down. I'd hold her frail old body next to me, stroking her very old fur that had long since lost it's luster. Her sad old eyes lovingly looked up at me, begging me to let her go.

The last trip to the vet...I knew what I had to do. I prayed for strength. I was hoping for some kind of sign, words from the vet advising me against what I knew was the humane thing to do. I stood there holding my precious Midgette wrapped in her pink "blankey" with tears streaming down my face. How can I do this? I just can't let her go. My vet put her arms around us both and gently asked just one question, "I know how hard this must be, but are you keeping this precious old kitty around for you, or for her??? No other words were necessary. I sat there in a chair holding my angel, she looked up at me ever so trustingly with her sad old eyes so full of love...I held her close to me telling her I loved her, stroking her head...while her vet helped her cross over the Rainbow Bridge. She was so brave and was not afraid, but just went to sleep peacefully in my arms.

Her tired old body is no longer with me, but her memory lives on in my heart. It's been 20 years and I still miss her. I take out her pictures and look at them and cry. It was a long time before I could forgive myself for making her stay, selfishly keeping her longer than I should have. I just thought I could not make it without her. She suffered that last year...because of my selfishness. I had to ask God for forgiveness. I already knew in my heart that Midgette had forgiven me.

Well, that's my story and it still hurts, I can hardly see the keyboard for my tears. cmomso very sadi sit here with tears in my eyes.reminds of when i had to have my bordercollie suger put down.i sat the night before the vet appt and brushed her telling her what was going to happen next day.that she would go to dr. get a shot then go to sleep and never hurt anymoreyou are stronger than me i couldnt go with her to vet mother took her.i did have her cremated and put in a urn that can be inside or outside . it is sitting on floor by my bed. where she always sleep watching over me.out of all my pets she was the one that always protected me went to 2 divorces with me raised two sons with me.she was always my faithful cmpain watching over me.now im really going. totears land.but i know ill see her aganat the bridgeand so will vicwhen god determines it ts time.for the 3 of us to be together again.

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I have seen this poem/story/saying so many times.... It never gets any easier.
Last night we had to put down our 2 babys, they were 10 months old. The vet couldnt figure out what happened to them.

Now i have them, but i also have my very first cat, stubby, my sisters cats lisa & boinka, my rabbit sam, a pet rat, several fish, some more of cats wildspirit, saffire & chatter, & then there is our chameleon sarah, another one of my family cats nusence, onica, fluffy, a dog named riley, several unnamed kittens, an older cat named pepper.
I hope i included & remembered everyone. If i didnt, it doesnt mean that they are not in our family's heart.
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Unhappy Here i am again ~ RIP Spazzy aka Peachy, Rose

This morning at 1:20a i was awoken by my daughter who said I think Spazzy's gone.

Spazzy had fallen off of the balcony a week ago & showed no signs of injury.

On easter she started crying a lot. Then monday she stayed on the couch unless she had to go to the bathroom & at night when kiddo would take her to bed with her. Because we knew she was dying & wanted to spend every moment we could with her.

Kiddo didnt want to go to the vet because wanted Spazzy to go on her own & not be forced.

Every since Spazzy started the crying my daughter would tell her its ok to go towards the light & that she would feel better once she got there. My daughter told her that its ok & that my daughter would see her soon.

Last night my daughter wanted to leave her on the couch because she looked so peaceful.

Then i was awoken. My daughter told me this morning that Spazzy came in her room & jumped on her bed, howled a couple of times & laid down & went to sleep, permanently.

Spazzy looked so peaceful on my daughters bed & it was heartbreaking to see my daughter there trying to wake her.

I told her Spazzy came in to say bye to her, that she would see us later & that she finally found that light.

After we moved Spazzy to prep her for my moms we went back to sleep for a bit.

Our other cat came in my room & jumped on the bed & wouldnt leave (this is unusal for him). I finally pushed him off & told him i appreciated it but he needs to be with kiddo because she needs him more.

Kiddo got Spazzy for her first birthday from my mom. Spazzy was kiddos very first pet.

Spazzy was 8 1/2yrs old.

RIP Spazzy aka Peachy, Rose

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Last night we had to put down our 2 babys, they were 10 months old. The vet couldnt figure out what happened to them.

Now i have them, but i also have my very first cat, stubby, my sisters cats lisa & boinka, my rabbit sam, a pet rat, several fish, some more of cats wildspirit, saffire & chatter, & then there is our chameleon sarah, another one of my family cats nusence, onica, fluffy, a dog named riley, several unnamed kittens, an older cat named pepper.
I hope i included & remembered everyone. If i didnt, it doesnt mean that they are not in our family's heart.
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I also must not forget 4 of my daughters hermit crabs:

freaky, yellow, peaka, brownie

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This morning at 1:20a i was awoken by my daughter who said I think Spazzy's gone.

Spazzy had fallen off of the balcony a week ago & showed no signs of injury.

On easter she started crying a lot. Then monday she stayed on the couch unless she had to go to the bathroom & at night when kiddo would take her to bed with her. Because we knew she was dying & wanted to spend every moment we could with her.

Kiddo didnt want to go to the vet because wanted Spazzy to go on her own & not be forced.

Every since Spazzy started the crying my daughter would tell her its ok to go towards the light & that she would feel better once she got there. My daughter told her that its ok & that my daughter would see her soon.

Last night my daughter wanted to leave her on the couch because she looked so peaceful.

Then i was awoken. My daughter told me this morning that Spazzy came in her room & jumped on her bed, howled a couple of times & laid down & went to sleep, permanently.

Spazzy looked so peaceful on my daughters bed & it was heartbreaking to see my daughter there trying to wake her.

I told her Spazzy came in to say bye to her, that she would see us later & that she finally found that light.

After we moved Spazzy to prep her for my moms we went back to sleep for a bit.

Our other cat came in my room & jumped on the bed & wouldnt leave (this is unusal for him). I finally pushed him off & told him i appreciated it but he needs to be with kiddo because she needs him more.

Kiddo got Spazzy for her first birthday from my mom. Spazzy was kiddos very first pet.

Spazzy was 8 1/2yrs old.

RIP Spazzy aka Peachy, Rose

9/97 - 4/19/06
Quote:
I have seen this poem/story/saying so many times.... It never gets any easier.

Last night we had to put down our 2 babys, they were 10 months old. The vet couldnt figure out what happened to them.

Now i have them, but i also have my very first cat, stubby, my sisters cats lisa & boinka, my rabbit sam, a pet rat, several fish, some more of cats wildspirit, saffire & chatter, & then there is our chameleon sarah, another one of my family cats nusence, onica, fluffy, a dog named riley, several unnamed kittens, an older cat named pepper.


I hope i included & remembered everyone. If i didnt, it doesnt mean that they are not in our family's heart.
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When I woke up this morning I knew that this would be the last day I would get to spend with Duchess. She was suffering and I knew in my heart this would be it. I came home from work, and sure enough, even though she was weak she greeted me at the door of the laundry room. She would sleep the afternoon away on the ottoman in the living room. I could always see her sitting up when I drove up in the driveway and then she would run to the door to great me.

I spent the afternoon holding her a lot and kissing and hugging her and telling her how much I loved her. I got her to eat some chicken, just a little bit, and I opened up a can of people tuna so she could drink some of the sauce, which she did. She wanted to go outside so I let her out for a little bit. She walked around the yard. It was cloudy out but she got some rays of sunshine. There were birds on the other side of the fence and she watched them for a bit. I picked her up so she could see better over the fence.




When I brought her inside I held her some more and then I brushed her and she purred. She always had such a really loud purr, but this one was soft. She was happy getting brushed. It made her feel good and she looked so pretty afterwards. When we were done I took two pictures of her looking so pretty. I saved the hair in the brush and hugged her and held her some more.



Her appointment was at 4:20 so we left the house about 4. At the vet I held her for a long time. It was so special that as I was holding her and talking to her and telling her how much I loved her, the sun came out brightly shining into the window of the back room where we would put her to sleep. It had been cloudy all day but that moment her face faced the sunshine for awhile. I told her that was God sending his light for her and I promised her that Kitty and Brandy would be there waiting for her when she arrived in Heaven. That she wouldn't be alone when she gets there. I promised her that one day we would all be together again.



We laid her down on a pink towel and I was holding her head in my hand. She did not fight or struggle as she was too tired to fight. It was her time and she was content. Her head fell softly into my hand and she was gone. I cried a lot and my vet gave me a hug and reassured me that I always did what was right and always took good care of her. He told me that these tumors were beyond my control.



The emptiness in the house now is unbearable. There is till chicken on the floor, and the afghan she had been curled up on the sofa where she last slept was still there. The food was still in her bowl that I could not get her to eat. My heart is so empty. I don't understand why these little angels come into our life just to leave us so soon. I got you at Petsmart that day back in September of 1994 after Kitty passed away. You were curled up in the back of the cage with those big gold eyes looking so scared. I promised you that I would always love you and take care of you. I feel I have let you down on so many counts. I hope that you are not suffering anymore and that you are with the angels and Kitty and Brandy. My little baby girl, Duchess.
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When I woke up this morning I knew that this would be the last day I would get to spend with Duchess. She was suffering and I knew in my heart this would be it. I came home from work, and sure enough, even though she was weak she greeted me at the door of the laundry room. She would sleep the afternoon away on the ottoman in the living room. I could always see her sitting up when I drove up in the driveway and then she would run to the door to great me.

I spent the afternoon holding her a lot and kissing and hugging her and telling her how much I loved her. I got her to eat some chicken, just a little bit, and I opened up a can of people tuna so she could drink some of the sauce, which she did. She wanted to go outside so I let her out for a little bit. She walked around the yard. It was cloudy out but she got some rays of sunshine. There were birds on the other side of the fence and she watched them for a bit. I picked her up so she could see better over the fence.




When I brought her inside I held her some more and then I brushed her and she purred. She always had such a really loud purr, but this one was soft. She was happy getting brushed. It made her feel good and she looked so pretty afterwards. When we were done I took two pictures of her looking so pretty. I saved the hair in the brush and hugged her and held her some more.



Her appointment was at 4:20 so we left the house about 4. At the vet I held her for a long time. It was so special that as I was holding her and talking to her and telling her how much I loved her, the sun came out brightly shining into the window of the back room where we would put her to sleep. It had been cloudy all day but that moment her face faced the sunshine for awhile. I told her that was God sending his light for her and I promised her that Kitty and Brandy would be there waiting for her when she arrived in Heaven. That she wouldn't be alone when she gets there. I promised her that one day we would all be together again.



We laid her down on a pink towel and I was holding her head in my hand. She did not fight or struggle as she was too tired to fight. It was her time and she was content. Her head fell softly into my hand and she was gone. I cried a lot and my vet gave me a hug and reassured me that I always did what was right and always took good care of her. He told me that these tumors were beyond my control.



The emptiness in the house now is unbearable. There is till chicken on the floor, and the afghan she had been curled up on the sofa where she last slept was still there. The food was still in her bowl that I could not get her to eat. My heart is so empty. I don't understand why these little angels come into our life just to leave us so soon. I got you at Petsmart that day back in September of 1994 after Kitty passed away. You were curled up in the back of the cage with those big gold eyes looking so scared. I promised you that I would always love you and take care of you. I feel I have let you down on so many counts. I hope that you are not suffering anymore and that you are with the angels and Kitty and Brandy. My little baby girl, Duchess.

How is it possible that 5 years have gone by, and I still feel the pain of losing her. RIP my little one, I love you and I hope you are in heaven.
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On Thursday , September 16 , 2010 , my dog , Luke , walked across Rainbow Bridge and joined his Best Friend, Cheyenne , for whom both Luke and I still grieved after a year and a half. I found this poem and it is a Tribute to them both.


The Gift

I’ll lend you for a little while my grandest dog, he said.

For you to love while he’s alive

And mourn for when he’s dead.

It may be one or many years,

Or days, or months, you see.

But will you, till I take him back

Take care of him for me?

He’ll bring his charm to gladden you,

And should his stay be brief

You will have treasured memories

As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,

Since all from earth return.

But there are lessons taught on earth

I want this dog to learn.

I’ve looked the wide world over

In my search for teachers true.

And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes

With trust, I have selected you.

Now will you give him your total love?

Nor think the labor vain,

Nor hate when I come

To take him back again?

I know you’ll give him tenderness

And love will bloom each day.

And for the happiness you’ve known

Forever grateful stay.

But should I come and call for him

Sooner than you’ve planned

You’ll brave the bitter grief that comes

And someday you’ll understand.
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one of my biggest hurts is that our pups are going to pass and he is never going to get to kiss their sweet lil bellies again.. they are 7 and he got 18 years. So doubtful unless they allow service dogs.

One of my friends is an artist and painted the most beautiful water color of "rainbow bridge" and I just have to order one soon.

Our female pup , had a ruptured disc and had to have back surgery in October, and they all said "put her down, did not and she is doing fine.

Praying and yes they all do go to heaven there is biblical proof.
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one of my biggest hurts is that our pups are going to pass and he is never going to get to kiss their sweet lil bellies again.. they are 7 and he got 18 years. So doubtful unless they allow service dogs.

One of my friends is an artist and painted the most beautiful water color of "rainbow bridge" and I just have to order one soon.

Our female pup , had a ruptured disc and had to have back surgery in October, and they all said "put her down, did not and she is doing fine.

Praying and yes they all do go to heaven there is biblical proof.
California does allow properly trained service dogs according to their rules, I believe its listed on page 8, lol!
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Last night I had my 17 year old cat put to rest. It was emotional and for the first time I opted to bring a pet home and do the burial myself. I'm glad I did. I was able to remove the IV line and wrap him in a special cloth. This morning I drove out into the desert and buried him with a marker saying, "Stay Wild, Little Man". Saying goodbye in a way fitting of his scrappy cattitude is helping my heart hurt a little less.

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This is a wonderful website, it has the rainbow bridge story written or flash. It also has a wonderful message board when you lose a loving pet. It also has a candle light ceremony.
When I lost my Bethoven, it was wonderful and helped me so much to be around others who understood and who had been where I was at the time.

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I'm reading all the stories with tears rolling down my face. I miss my doggy too. His name was SweetPea. He was the most perfect dog for me ever.. He was a mutt a big one and maybe just a little fat. From the day I rescued him he was my dog. He never had a accident in the house, never went in the trash, never trampled my flowers, never tried to run away. He was perfect. As the years went on and the bond between us grew, Sweetpea became even more perfect. He developed a gift for telling when I was going to get a miegrain and keeping me safe. One night late , after having a headacke for over 3 weeks I had a pretty bad seizer. SweatPea stayed with me, and when it was over, he went out his doggie door and ran 4 blocks to get my sister. Jack (my sistr) and her husband brought Sweatpea back that night and took me to the hospital. I was there for 4 days and in that first night I had 3 more episodes. I know that my perfect dog saved my life that night. I love him soo very much, and I miss him like no other. But he went to the rainbow bridge 2 years ago. He was very old and very sick.. I was with him in the vets office the last time. And I held him and huged him and sang to him till long after he was gone.. And then I buried him with my family in Decker Mighigan, so he would never be alone.
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Picked up my girls ashes today. She was my faithfull companion for 14.7 years - minature red dachound. She always wore her ears back like she was in a wind storm - never wore them hanging down.

It was back in December when she had a stroke and I had to put her down.

Here I am crying again.
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Today I put my Tiggy down. She was only 6 years old, which is young for a healthy Doberman, but not for one that endured what she went through before she came to live with me.
She was starved and left outside on a chain, no matter what the weather, because she wouldn't breed and make her owners money. Someone had heart enough to call on the people and she was taken to a rescue.
When I applied for her, she was 41 pounds and had many patches of hair missing. With love, patience, and a great vet, I had a beautiful red Doberman.
After so much abuse and neglect, her body aged quicker than her spirit did. She acted like a puppy, even though outwardly she was ancient. She was lonely and I got her a puppy of her very own. That baby is lost without her "mama".
Today I lost one of my girls, but I keep thinking that she is out of her pain and in a better place.
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On Aug 5th,2005 my Sassy girl passed away, i miss her so much. Sassy was a pink nosed pit, she was only 2 yrs old. Sassy was/is the love of my life.The house is so empty without her,very quiet cause I'm not yelling "Sassy leave that alone!" Theres no one to come home to right now, just a dark house after work. My heart breaks everytime I pull into the drive way and shes not looking out the gate at me, wagging her tail, and barking. she always barked when i got home just to say "Hi Mama" I really miss my girl she was like a child to me. Will my heart ever mind.
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Oh, dear! Buffalo, Mr. Mousebreath, Miss Kitty, Eek, Gibson, Barshoe, Sandy, Miss Piggy, Belle, Bugsy, Mikey, Gawain, Kellin, Mr. Toad . . .
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She'd been my cuddle-bum. Mine was the only lap she ever wanted...and the only hand other than my one son, that she accepted touching her.
At night, she'd sleep between the top of my head and the wall (after i fell asleep she'd disappear for her night-time cat-patrol). yes, often, i had to scrunch down a tad to insure room for this multi-colored furriness of love. A love that was focused on me.

When i awoke that morning, back in October, 1995 and came downstairs. She was no where to be found! I looked under and behind everything.
In the office/library. under my desk.... there she was. I knelt down to speak with her, "there you are sweetie!"
She lifted her head and i heard a very, very soft....."meow......".
Immediately, i knew something was terribly wrong. Oh, God! No!

I flew around the house. getting her carrier ready... getting her blanket...her toys... some food...some water. Into the car they went. called the vet to let them know that i was bringing her in. I ran back to the library.
She still lay in the same place. and at sight of me, that ohhh so soft....... "mew".

I put her in the car on her blanket...on the front seat. The carrier in the back seat.
We rushed down the highway. Me talking to her. She just laying there. So quiet.
I'd steer with one hand (tears fogging the road in front), gently stroking her with the other... and saying, "it'll be alright honey. i promise. it'll be alright. moma and the doctor will fix it. you'll be alright."
I thanked God for the lack of cops/highway patrol as i rushed my little friend to the emergency room.

The prognosis was not good. She had an enlarged liver. And was very weak.
I asked, "why didn't i know something was wrong?! how is i could not know?! how?! why?!" and......she purred.
I asked if this can be treated? I asked if he could help her? I told him..... "i promised!!"
He said, gently, "we'll do what we can.... but, you have to ready yourself to let her go......."

"No!!" ...and, i cried.

they kept her. i drove the 58 miles back home. alone. sooo alone.
I called as soon as i got to the house and they told me that she was resting comfortably... that she now had an IV. and, i cried.

The next day, i drove back. I visited her. stayed with her for hours. Talking, stroking, holding. She purred. With half-opened eyes, she looked at me with that ohhhh soooo familiar love. and... purred.

I drove home, alone.
This went on for 4 days. Me driving there and back. Her being there.... plugged in, and so alone in that strange place. with those strange people. And, those damn needles.

On day 4, the vet took me into his office again. for the fourth time. We talked for nearly two hours. Him explaining. Me holding to ... grasping for.... miracles... straws.
My comment before going out the door....."You can fix her! You are the best Vet in this area! Please! make her well. let her come home... I Promised that You Would!"
I left his office. went in to say my daily goodbye to Patches. Laying there, so weak. Needles in her little legs. Eyes almost half-open.... looking toward me, my voice... trying to focus on me. that soft "mew..." and there was no.... purrr.

When i got home, the phone rang. It was the vet. "Please, I know you love her...and she loves you. Please let her go."
We talked. Sobbing, i said, "ok........."
He said... he promised... "it'll be alright".
But, i already knew about promises!
He said, "i'll call you back in about 15 minutes."
I sat there, waiting.... sobbing.

Then..... shhhhh..... there! by the ceiling! the corner!
a something.....
then the 'feeling'. the 'thought', "moma, it's alright. i'm fine now. i love you......."
I watched that spot by the ceiling...the corner.
I held that feeling and that thought,
and i 'felt' her..... purrrr.
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