So sorry had a few bad days - Page 3

I am so sorry for you Wazzup and Yellow Rose. It is horrrible to loose them, but the yo-yo of up and down is the part that tears out your heart. Some years ago I had to put down 3 VERY beloved dogs in teh span of 8 days, and a 4th 3 weeks later.  I now you both are probably not at the computer right now, but if you do read this thread, I want to what something I wrote when I said good by to my own. I don't mind it is is shared, so long as teh Author mname is included.

You are in my thoughts...Jackie Athon
THE WIND

The Wind can take many forms.
Sometimes it blows into our lives in the shape of a puppy.
There are times, when young, that this Wind seems more like a tornado!
With time, the Wind mellows, and blows sweetly through years of our lives.

In later years, the Wind grows weaker.
It still has bursts of force, but it is gently becoming calm;
And sometimes, our friend, the Wind, needs our help to finally be still.
Then a cold wind blows through our heart.

This cold wind blows through us because our heart has a hole in it…
Where our beloved friend lived,
But now lives in our memory instead.

Where does the Wind go?
And will it ever take form and blow our way again?
Yes! I believe it will…if
We are aware and recognize it's new shape.

Our life is ever richer for having shared it with the "Wind".
By Jackie Athon-Hodsdon, April 24, 1997

I don't know what to say, just know that my heart and prayers go out to both of you.

So sorry for you both.  It is so difficult to make the decision and to know when it is the right time.  I commend you for doing what is right before it is too late.  I still regret waiting too long for Reno and coming home finding her gone.  I should have not let her go alone.

May your beautiful memories bring you comfort soon.

Cheryl

Sitting here at work with tears streaming down my face.  So very sorry for what the two of you are going through.  I know I made the right decision for our old girl but I will still feel like maybe I should have given her more time.  That thought nags me as I relive our last moments together each and everytime someone else tells us they have to go through it.  It's a hard, hard thing to face and my sympathies go out to you both.  Please, both of you, know that you have a lot of hugs, thoughts and prayers headed your way from all of us.

MVF:

To answer your question about all THREE at one time:   DIeter is 12 AND CAN NO LONGER WALK STRAIGHT, FRONT ELBOWS,   are gone. 
He has lost some hearing..For the Boy with the most , here, he can no longer jump in truck,,,doesn't hear things, and doesn't shake his head to get off the bugs that come calling..He has quit eating as well so I can not longer watch a top male live like that.

The female long coat is a dog I took from a lady who had abused her and had her on a chain. SHe has no teeth left because she tried to chew out of the chain for a year.   She is super aggressive to other dogs..Time for her to join her Dad and her Mom.

THe third girl has reach the old age also and has not interest in getting up to join anyone or do much.  Too hot to put her thru any more summers.

I am so tired and so hot here and I have no energy. 

  I have a new friend ...He spent last evening talking me through this and he sent me the poem I posted and many more articles.

For all of you I have to share this person with you ,.. I am in another world...    google     and read.        Dr. Melvin Massey

I have been so busy and too much to do getting this all done and COPING, that I have not read what you will find..


Now to my mowing and the rest of the chores..

..    THANKS TO ALL THAT SEND EMAILS, AND PM'S.   I am keeping busy and trying not to notice  three empty spaces.  I will post the picture of Dieter when I went to load him .  He grabbed the Jolly ball and brought it to me....  ALmost did me in.


 

 

 

While I was staying there and Dieter was out, I did not go into the yard.  Old and crippled as he was, still wouldn't push my luck!  He hung out by the fence at night when I was out on the porch.  He'd watch me and I'd talk to him.  Almost got to the point where I wanted to go and pet him but, he was there to watch over YR and did his job well!  I wasn't falling for it.  So, although I never got near him, I still believe he knew I was friend, not foe.  RIP Dieter, you were loved and appreciated, and handsome to boot!  YR, you have my deepest sympathy.  Hugs to you, hang in there.

 Dieter brought  the Jolly ball to the truck
  Minutes before I loaded him...He loved his ball .

How difficult that must have beent for you.  I'm sure he sensed your pain and tried to ease it by inviting you to play.  Dogs are funny like that.  No matter their pain, they want only to please us when they feel we are suffering.  What a grand old man!  May your memories bring you comfort.