Goodbye to an Old Friend

DorGunR,

My sympathies on your loss. I've lost two pupsters way before their time and it really hurts (to this day). I can still see both of them giving me that doggie grin they had when I came home. Looked eerily similar to this :D only with more drool. Take care.
 
Deepest sympathies,

With heartfelt pain and many tears I pray that you be comforted as you walk through this valley of grief and sorrow. One day you will again emerge into the future, but ever will the past remind you of the mountains and valleys you have walked upon with your Pal. Nothing sweeter than the mountains, nothing so bitter as the valleys, but altogether it has been a good walk and one day not too soon but soon enough, fond memories will replace the empty longing of your heart.

Our 2 beagles are the only kids my wife and I have in our lives. We have lost 2 others and are aware of the pain that a pet's loss brings. You are in our prayers.

Shalom,
DaHaMac
 
Man DG I am brand new on this board for only a few hours and having never met you I am getting a bit misty myself remembering the pals I have lost over the years. It never gets any easier but they are always friends for life!

Been a while since I have had a pup in my place. My roommate just got a 6 week old baby Beagle girl. She is fun as hell to play with. Here is hoping for a long and happy life with her!
 
Friend, I have no words to express my sincerest sympathies for your
loss. I can do no better than to pass along what Brother Kipling
wrote - - - -


"THE POWER OF THE DOG"
"Garm--A Hostage"--Actions and Reactions

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find--it's your own affair--
But . . . you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept ‘em, the more do we grieve:

For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long--
So why in--Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

Rudyard Kipling
from KIPLING, A Selection of His Stories and Poems, vol. II, pp. 433--435 (John Beecroft, Doubleday, 1956)
 
Aww man, I'm sorry, DorGunR. There is something about that love that only a dog can give. I sometimes think that God gave us dogs to show us how we ought to love each other. My mom's dog Sammi is any day now herself. Whenever I leave from visiting, I gotta say an extra goodbye just in case. God, this sucks.

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Blev
 
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