for all that have a lost a gsd - Page 3

Sparrow, I don't have a scanner or a digital, but if you want to send me your snail mail address, I'd be pleased to send you a few photos of him to show you how beautiful he was too  Blitzengsd@comcast.net He only met one man he didn't like and that's a long story that I've told here a million times and might get kicked off if I tell it again .

Desi, welcome to the GSD broken hearts club .

shoot...now yall got me crying...hope nobody walks in here....will have to explain that i got somethin in my eye.....

so sorry to all of you for your loss....i havnt admitted it yet but i know my Ratty, roscoe , wont last much longer....he is my constant companion, right now at my feet and has been there for the last ten years......such a bond with him that i can look at him a certian way and he knows just what i want him to do....he was the first dog my hubby and i got together, right after we were married, so he is like our 'first born"....i dread the day i lose him......but who knows ...maybe (hopefully)...he will be around many more years....

ok...now get me a tissue.......crap, my mascarea is running.....

I'd never trust a person who did not cry over a lost dog.

Ditto Blitzen

That is a very touching poem i lost my first GSD 13 years ago and i was crushed they are part of the family i lost his daughter 4 years ago cant wait to meet up with them on the rainbow bridge some day

Just a wonderful poem..................which made me cry as well......

Just three months ago my only male dog "Odax de El Rancho Hanseatic" (he is here in the Database) died in my arms from a spleen cancer. He was ten hyears old. With his last and little strength he came into my bedroom and looked at me to let me know that he was leaving this life. He stood there trembling, and I got to him on time to keep him from falling on the floor completely. I held his head on my arm, caressed him and spoke to him in a soft voice, telling him how much I loved him, that he was going to heaven, and that I would never ever forget him. I tried to be tranquil and not upset, while I was kneeling there. But it only took five minutes, maybe a litlle more, I don't know.........then he was gone  .......... Later I have cried  more than once.............

I thank you for the poem, and Blitzen, I would not trust anyone either, who never cried over the loss of a dog!!!

I thank you all very, very much for having let me exchange this last experience with you. I know "Odax" is there, somehow, he will never leave me completely and forever, I am sure of that !!!!!!!

Tristesse is taking over me............ I love you, Odax !!!!!

Aw geez, here I go again . Odax is in very good company now, Marion, but I know how much you miss him. It seems that part never goes away.  

I am convinced I saw Dylan a few times after he died running free in a field, even pulled my car off the road and started to open the door and call to him.  I'd also felt his presence inside the house, heard him walking around at night and felt the weight of his head on my lap and his breath on my face. I have no doubt it was him trying to comfort me. He's been gone now for almost 6 years and I don't sense his presence anymore. I think he has passed the torch to Blitz now and he knew it wastime for him to leave. In some ways I wish he were still here as it was a comfort to me. He was sick almost his entire short life of 7 1/2 years; cancer took him too, leukemia.

Some think I'm nuts when I tell them  all of this and for a long time I only shared my experiences with my closest dog friends. Now I tell anyone who will listen. I know what I saw and felt. Our heart dogs never die, they just go to a better place and wait for their moms, dads, and friends to join them.  Odax is there now.............I hope that is some comfort to you.

Marion,

Know that he was comforted during his departure.  He came to you because he trusted you and you didn't let him down.  We who have lost our beloved babies will cry with you and for you we know just what you're going through.  They are truly special, I don't think any breed comes close and when we lose them it stays with us forever.  They speak volumes with those loving eyes and they can see into our souls, they love us for who we are and we them.  Find peace in that love.

I couldn't even get through the poem let alone you responses, find it just to upsetting, I still can't talk about any of my past 9 dogs without going the same way. I will try again but ain't never going to get through it. Man the joy they bring in life but can't they just break your heart when their gone, even thinking of the good times turns to sadness at the loss.