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Comment by Joan C. Sellarole on April 14, 2012 at 1:34pm

I have lost many of my 'kids" (cats, dog, birds) and they have all touched a special spot in my heart. The hardest for me have been 2 cats, Tiger and Simba. Having no children, Tiger and Simba were the sons I never was blessed with. Tiger died at 20 years old Dec. 6, 2000 and Simba died at 16 years old Sept. 19, 2010. It still feels like yesterday. Does it ever get easier?

Comment by David Arkham on August 25, 2011 at 11:45am

Im sorry for everyones loss.  I had been looking for ways to cope with pet loss after our family dog recently passed. His name was Rascal, (Sheppard mix) and like most families he meant so much to my kids. While my wife and I were upset over the loss, we were obviously concerned about the children.   I wanted to find a way to immortalize our great friend Rascal, respectfully.   I found a great site http://bit.ly/PetMemory which offers different ways to remember and cherish your beloved pet. I eventually decided to go with a Photo Blanket for the kids, with our favorite pictures of Rascal.  It really brought out a positive memory for our children. I just thought this may be of use to some of your families as well. But we all need to remember one thing;  Things get better with time!

Comment by BONNIE on July 16, 2011 at 11:06pm

I know that our pets spirits live on. You know our loved ones come to us in our dreams sometimes.

My daughter who has passed on recently.

 

Had called me up at work, when she was away in college,  the day after our cat died before I told her because I did not have the heart to tell her. She asked me if I was feeding Peaches and she saw peaches in a dream and Peaches was really cold, Peaches was not well and was saying good bye. I was floored and at work....I think this is evidence.

Comment by Garry on July 15, 2011 at 11:04pm

Last night we lost our one year old kitty named Fluffy Kitty because she was hit by a car. She came to us through a neighbor and never liked being in the house all day probably because she was born outside. She was a very friendly and social kitty and had a very nice Fluffy coat and that's how she got her name. She was a good hunter and also climbed trees. She liked sleeping in the windows and liked playing with string. We will post a picture later this week. We buried her in the back yard and marked it with a rock. We know she is in heaven playing with all our other pets, Captain, Aggie, Fitzie, Zeke, Lace, Rosie, Rusty, Coco and Flicka. We love her very much  and she will always be in our hearts.

Comment by Julie on July 13, 2011 at 8:22am

It's been just over two months since my boy, Gambit went to heaven.  I still think about him and talk to him.  I thank him for helping me to find our new boy, Norman.  And I'm learning that it's ok to love another pet.  That may sound silly to some, but Gambit was the first pet I've lost, and the idea of loving another was hard to fathom.  Norman is another rescue dog - a 7 year old German Short Hair who still bounds around and runs like a 4 year old!  We've had Norman for a week now, and I'm still nervous about risking my heart to love another pet even though Normans brought me so much peace already just by letting me love him and loving me in return.  Some days I wish I didn't have a pet, but that only lasts for about a minute. I love Norman, but he's not Gambit - and I'm not replacing Gambit, but adding to our family.  I still miss Gambit terribly, but know we'll be together again one day! ♥

Comment by BONNIE on July 12, 2011 at 11:14pm

I have lost too many beloved pets.  It seems their live span is always shorter. Although two were run over and that was the worst. My Dane had diabetes for years and his life was just so complicated. I miss them all..yet you can never replace them each one is so different.

Comment by BONNIE on June 7, 2011 at 9:48pm

We are all here for a reason.

We have a mission here and it is only a matter of time when our work is accomplished and we can  meet our loved ones again.

Comment by Julie on May 24, 2011 at 1:04pm

I am at a loss... for 7 1/2 years I had the privileged to loved and be loved by my furry four footed child, a German Short Hair Pointer named Gambit.  We adopted Gambit from a rescue when he was 6 years old.  He was the sweetest thing.  He grew up a Comic Book Store dog.  Never having known the comfort of a couch - and the love of sleeping in bed with his pack.  We quickly gave that to him! And my life took on a whole to understanding of the word heaven!

Since my husband and I don't have any children, we completely doted on our boy!  He truly was the completion of our family.  

Just as Gregory noted in an earlier post, it seems that I can come to terms with the passing of family members and close friends easier than I seem to be handling this.  It just feels like sometimes I'm falling apart... unable to focus on anything and all I want to do it cry.  (just as I am right now).

Gambit was such an integral part of my every day life that I feel like everything is off kilter right now.  The sun is shining, but all I see are gloomy skies.  The strange thing is, it comes and goes.  I have good hours, and sometimes day, and then I "fall apart again".  I know I'm on a roller coaster with emotional highs and lows - but how do I find the way to even it out?

Over the past year of Gambit's life he became ill.  He was diagnosed with Hypothyroidism, a few weeks later we added Cushings to the list.  A month later Gambit was diagnosed with Diabetes.  The amazing thing is - we had everything under control  Our vet was/is a miracle worker.  Gambit was doing great.  9 months later we found a tumor located just under his tail bone.  The tumor was attached to the outside of his intestine.  At just over 13 and with all the medical problems, Gambit wouldn't survive the surgery to have the tumor removed. We decided at that point his life would be about quality over quantity.  4 months later, Gambit couldn't urinate.  I was hoping it was a UTI, but in the back of my mind I kept thinking tumor.  Unfortunately I was right.  It seems like it happened overnight.  When we took him to the vet, they catheterized him and removed 3 pounds of urine from his bladder.  Again, surgery was not an option, and catheterizing my poor boy 3-4 times a day was also not an option.  The quality of life was just not there.  You could see it in his eyes.  I called my husband on my way home from the vet and told him is was very bad news, and that I needed him right away.  He came home, we had a cuddle time on the bed and loved and loved and loved on our boy.  2 hours later we returned to the vet and had our boy put to sleep.  It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life. My heart is breaking again as I write this.  It's strange that the decision, once made was easy to accept...but the loss is something I fear. I've never lost someone who was in my everyday life. Someone who I interacted with and loved and who loved in return. The house feels so empty - my heart does as well.  It's been 22 days and I can't tell if there is an end in sight.  3 days ago I tried with another pet.  We had him overnight and I fell apart.  We took him back to his fosters the next day.  Since having the second dog in the house, my grief seems to be returned to full force.  I've got anxiety medications, and have a call into the doctor to see if I should up the dose!  But isn't grief normal?  Should I try to block the pain, or is the pain the healthy way to heal?  I feel like an alien in my own body. I'm hoping sharing this will help me on the road to recovery.  I'm not expecting it to happen overnight, but I'm hoping that I'll be able to function again soon.

Thanks for reading...if it helps you to know your not alone, that makes me feel like it was worth writing...if you want to share your story, too...I am willing to "listen" and we can help heal each other.  God Bless and help us heal!

Comment by BONNIE on May 9, 2011 at 9:00pm

The first death I ever experienced was of my beloved pet. One of the most tragic was my best friend kitty Georgia. She was run over right in front of my house. I can never forget that horrid day. It sent me into a depression.. and then there was my Great Dane Beau..he had a long bout with diabetes. Right now I do not have any pets because it is so painful to lose them. Each one so special and unique.

However I found this site upon my daughters death.  Death is not an easy fact of life.

Comment by Gregory on February 26, 2011 at 5:57pm

In all honesty, I am personally able to handle and come to terms with the passing of family members and close friends. BUT, when it comes to the loss of my pet (dogs), I become inconsolable, with a sadness and grief that run incredibky deep. I should add that, after a long, long time of going undiagnosed, I now am treated for a clinical depression, a fact that the depression periodically is so severe that I am now disabled.  I have been taught that an acute event in one's life, can trigger a depressive episode, something that had occurred a number of times in my life. I am, once again, a dog owner, with a wonderful Bullmastiff "Boozer" as my closest pal. Boozer is four and one half years old and the lifespan of this breed is approxiamtely ten years. I stumbled upon this group by chance, and see it as a resource that I might need, when Boozer's time here on earth, comes up. I hope to make the acquaintance of a friend and ally in the near future to share our experiences. Feel free to call upon me, if anyone who reads this, is in need of a friend and their own ally in their tough times. Thanks.

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