grieving over "smokey" 12 year old male GSD - Page 3

thank you so much everyone! all your words are soo kind it makes me think of how happy he was, and how happy he is and even though it tends to make me cry all over again....there starting to be happy tears vs solely sad ones. waking up to this trully did light a spark in my day. i keep saying his name out loud...i dont want him to think he isnt missed for a second. (i sound like a crazy woman) i ordered some pictures of him last night (there ready to be picked up) but im scared im scared it will hurt me more to hold them in my hand. the goal was to print them and put them over my art desk where he loved to lay and watch me. after being on this site and reading old comments about DM and the way their beloved doggies had changed due to it...it have put my heart at peace with knowing i let him go before he gave me the eyes of "mom its time"
thank you every one with helpign me during this time...its only been days but i feel it was only 5 minutes ago and the pain is so hard

This is posted im my vet's office and brings a tear to my eyes everytime I read it.  I hope it helps.


A Dog's Plea

Treat me kindly, my beloved friend,
for no heart in all the world
is more grateful for kindness
than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick,
for though I should lick your hand between blows,
your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me
the things you would have me learn.
Speak to me often,
for your voice is the world's sweetest music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail
when the sound of your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.
Please take me inside when it is cold and wet,
for I am a domesticated animal,
no longer accustomed to bitter elements.
I ask no greater glory than the privilege
of sitting beneath your feet beside the hearth.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water
for I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food that I may stay well,
to romp and play and do your bidding,
to walk by your side
and stand ready, willing and able
to protect you with my life
should your life be in danger.
And my friend, when I am very old,
and I no longer enjoy good health, hearing and sight,
do not make heroic efforts to keep me going.
I'm not having any fun.
Please see that my trusting life is taken gently.
I shall leave this earth knowing
with the last breath I draw
that my fate was always safest
in your hands.

– Beth Norman Harris

 

 

I wrote this for a Friend's dog who passed unexpectedly a while back....

SG Cito v Wolfstraum, SchH2, CGC

- Oct 3, 2003 - Sept 13, 2010 -

I thought I saw

a Shepherd there

Running in the sky

Leaping free from cloud to cloud

as quick could catch your eye.

I thought I saw a Shepherd there

Run fast and free of pain

I saw a shepherd running there

amid the gentle rain.

The rain was just my falling tears

as hearts were torn apart.

The shepherd Running

in the sky took with him

most my heart. 

I lost my beautiful GSDs - the daughter at 9 years old - suddenly had cancer pain.. one day she was fine, the next day she couldn't walk and the vet told us she had cancer... we put her down... then almost exactly one year later her mother just died.. she was 11.  She wouldn't come in one night and insisted on staying out all night - highly unusual... we found her dead by the gate the next morning.   She was just ready to go.

That was last October and I have to say I still miss them both terribly.  I see a dog that looks like them and I cry again.    That is what GSDs do.. they come in and take a piece of our hearts because we willingly give it to them... but I believe my girls are waiting for me.. we will re-unite and both will be healthy and happy to see me.   I hang on to that.

Now I have two rescue dogs... one is a gsd mix -very sweet but like baby Huey... not the smartest dog but she is mine.   I also have a GSD with pituatary dwarfism... he isn't expected to live very many years... but I can love him while he's here.   The question is, why do we keep putting ourselves through this? BeCAUSE it IS worth it!   They give us so much.. and then they die.   They we get another dog... then they die.   It always hurts, but for us dog lovers... it IS worth it!   They love us so unconditionally and take whatever we give them... yes, I am a dog lover indeed... and thankful that I am.  

Awww i completely agree im 27 and have had many dogs and each time i tell myself im never getting a dog again because of this pain....but bam i always do because theirs so many dogs out there and i feel their so deserving of love.