Goodbye to an Old Friend

DG...I am so sorry for you loss :(...I know how painful it is. Amen to what Dennis said (should it frighten me that Dennis and I think so much alike? ;) ). Animals, whether tame or wild, are such a huge part of my life, and every loss hurts.

Bruels, thank you for posting the Rainbow Bridge link...I was going to post it if no one else had. Although I can never read it without crying, it expresses what I feel in my heart.

Remember Pal fondly...it will get easier.
 
DoorgunR,

'Had exactly the same experience a year ago last month. Sixteen year old POODLE of all things. I'm a real macho sumb!tch, too. Damn!

Condolences, gunner. Get another real soon. I did.
 
On March 18, 1996, the day after St. Patrick's day, my mother woke me up and said "I think Jake's sick."

I went out into the back yard where he seemed to be struggling to have a movement. I called the vet and told them I'd be on my way, and I scooped up Jake.

I got to the vet, a respected Texas A&M graduate, and he simply stated that it was Jake's time.

I found Jake when I was 10 or 11. My mother and I were getting ready to go to the store on a cool, rainy November morning, and this sorry-looking stray mutt was across the street. When he saw us, he came straight for us and was as friendly as could be.

Well, after a of day of holding this stray, my mother decided that she should probably take him to the shelter in case anyone decided to claim him. I thought that was the last I'd see of him.

Five days later, my mother picked me up from school. She said nothing out of the ordinary, and it was the typical ride home. But when I got home, there he was. My mother had gone back to get him before - well, you know.

Jake was my buddy - my companion. He was my fat, junk-food-eating, squirrel-tormenting, cicada-eating buddy.

I cried like I had never cried before I as held Jake in my arms as he received his shots.

I wanted to take him with me afterwards in order to give him a decent burial, but was convinced to let him go. I did - reluctantly.

As I type this, my eyes are tearing up. It's four years later, and I still miss that mutt.

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For the short time they're with us, dang if they don't become your best friend. My condolences to you DorGunR. My brother lost his dog last week to a car. :(
 
DorGunR, sorry for your loss.
I think you did the right thing.
Quality of life over quantity of life.
-Kframe
 
As I sit with my Marley by my side we both are sorry for your loss. There are two days that I never forget Sept 18, and April 22 The hardest days of my life.

Patrick
Marley has four legs I have two.

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After reading threads like this and the ones for people who are sick and/or injured, and seeing the amazing response they always receive and the great outpouring of sympathy and support, it gets me thinking. I think about those antis out there who love to stereotype gunowners as unfeeling, uncaring, callous, heartless, etc, etc. And it makes me angry. Next time I hear that BS expressed in my presence, there's going to be hell to pay. Perhaps I'll print out copies of threads like this, force them to read 'em, then shove 'em down there throats. Sorry for the mild outburst...just got to thinking.
 
Been there as well, and I don't need to tell you that it sucks.

I can't add anything to the already eloquent posts that are here.

Remember the good times . . .
 
My deepest regrets for your loss.
I have buried a number of dogs behind my barn over the years, all of their graves are marked with steel crosses and etched with their names. Each and every one of them were my buddy, trustworthy and loyal, those qualities that are often hard to find in the human race. It seems so unfair that dogs can not live as long as we do. But life never was fair. I presently have 2 young Labradors that are the biggest "lap dogs" I've ever had. They are both my best friends.
 
My deepest and sincerest condolences to you. I went through the same thing last summer, and it still hurts. Time may heal, but it doesn't erase the scar...or the good memories, either. :(

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Shoot straight regards, Richard at The Shottist's Center
 
Let me add my condolences also. I've lost a few of my best friends over the years but I remember the good times much easier than the bad. Will be heartbroken again when my collie 's time is up.
 
They are the best of friends we will ever have. They are as much a part of family as any. Mine is now 13, and I think, when will be her time?

My sympathies are with you, DorGunR.
 
DorGunR, sorry for your loss, buddy.

Penny lived with us for about 12 years - beautiful, albeit a bit hyper Golden Retriever. Our compassionate vet got her through one bout with cancer, but the next one took her. Still, she had a good life, and she made ours better as well.

Now we have an aging yellow Lab (Max) and an aging Lhasa Apso. Max becomes more lovable by the day, and we know our time together won't last much longer. Still, he joins me often as I scan TFL, and he is my buddy.

Dogs are one of the very best parts of life, IMHO. I hope to always have at least two, and when it is my time to pass I'll hope I have time to reflect on the dogs I've loved.

DG, no dog can replace Pal, but I hope you'll find another dog to love when the time is right for you. Take care.
 
Ouch! It really hurts and sucks, I know, as my wife just had my german shephard buddy put down without warming. She scared her bitchy mother.
I pray I get to be with all my pups when I leave this rock.
And yes Gene Hill is my all time favorite author.

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"Keep shootin till they quit floppin"
The Wife 2/2000
 
Sorry for your loss.... but there will come another day when you are walking through life and that doggie in the window will catch your attention and you'll fall in love all over again.

until then, enjoy your memories of an old friend and be happy you had your time together.

Dr.Rob
 
DorGunR,
My condolences as well on the loss of a faithful friend. Even now, my bestest buddy of 12+ years (found in a farmers field by a couple of other missile cops) lays curled up in Momma's robe in the dining room chair as I type this. The death of a pet is just as painful as the loss of a human family member. I'm sure all of us at TFL have you and your beloved pet in our prayers.

Ryan

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Times have changed, but the nature of man hasn't. That's why I always go to AA, "Alert and Armed". :)
 
I'm a little late here, but also wanted to express my sympathy. I'll never forget June 14, 1997 when I got the call that my Border Collie, Morton, had been found dead out in my parent's backyard. We rescued him from the pound when I was a kid and loved him for 14 years. He was a great dog, and always loved me, even when I thought noone else did.

Pets truly do touch our lives and change us... they always love unconditionally.

As I type this, my green macaw sits on my shoulder, chewing on my hairclip. We almost lost her 2 years ago to a respiratory infection. We spent $500 getting her well, but she is well worth it. She has no clue that she's not human! :)

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"Liberty or death, What we so proudly hail... Once you provoke Her, rattling of Her tail- Never begins it, NEVER- But once engaged never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage. DON'T TREAD ON ME!!

"Many's the men who've battled foe
many the number slain,
many the lads have fallen though
Scotland shall rise again."
 
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