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Life & Death of our Pets...from my Heart..Plz Read
Nov 08, 2009 12:15AM
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Posted by Sandra_G, Nov 07, 2009
Hi all....This is an upbeat letter to all of you who suffer the heartache & constant worry of a sick pet, and/or the loss of your precious fur baby.
I watched an adorable video tonight of a tiny puppy "falling in love" with the family cat. It was mutual love.
It made me think of my Poodle Julie, when she was a puppy & how lucky I am to have had the pleasure of experiencing her adorable, fun & loving life, , from a puppy to now, at 10 yrs. old.
She is my first dog as a adult. When I look back at the 10 years that I have had with Julie, I say thank you God for giving her to us. Julie is a loving learning experience...every day is different. She is a child to us.
Julie traveled with us everywhere we went, every Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn, around the USA & Canada.
She is a pleasure to take anywhere. When I look at her & start to cry, knowing that I am losing her, I try to think of the fun times with her, & she still is fun, it helps a bit.
It took me a long time to believe that I am losing Julie. In my crazy mind, I couldn't comprehend that I'd lose her. I felt that people were wrong, NOT MY DOG, I thought. How WRONG I was.
I spent mega bucks to "save Julie & to try to make her better". Thats short lived. Something always happens again & again.
I lose my precious Mom one year ago. She & I both went thru the the Five Stages Of Dying & I now realize thats what I am going through with my Julie..... (sadly, my Mom never came to Acceptance.)
They are...1. Denial, 2. Anger, 3. Barganing with God, 4. Depression, & 5. Acceptance.
Acceptance is NOT doing nothing, defeat, resignation or submission.
Acceptance IS coming to terms with reality. Death is after all, a part of LIFE.
I wrote alot on Cushings in the past & when other people in the forum said what a awful disease it is & most dogs don't live too long, I knew she was very sick yet I cringed & thought of how wrong they are. My baby will NOT die, I will get her cured.
How wrong was I??? I was so very WRONG. I was in Denial & Anger. Than I Bargained with God, every day.
Right now, I am somewhere between Depression & Acceptance, as best that I can handle it, because I have no other choice.
Whats was so hard to accept is the LIMITED years that we have with our precious Pets. After all, I had my Mom for 81 years, (although thats never enough). This is what I am starting to accept about Julie.
This is not meant to be depressing, I am telling all of you my learning experiences with Julie. There is so much more good to tell, but I will stop now, because I am hoping that you will all think of the great times with your own pets, past & present. My heart goes out to everyone. Keep your spirit up & your pet will live in it.
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Posted by Sandra_G, Nov 07, 2009
Hi all....This is an upbeat letter to all of you who suffer the heartache & constant worry of a sick pet, and/or the loss of your precious fur baby.
I watched an adorable video tonight of a tiny puppy "falling in love" with the family cat. It was mutual love.
It made me think of my Poodle Julie, when she was a puppy & how lucky I am to have had the pleasure of experiencing her adorable, fun & loving life, , from a puppy to now, at 10 yrs. old.
She is my first dog as a adult. When I look back at the 10 years that I have had with Julie, I say thank you God for giving her to us. Julie is a loving learning experience...every day is different. She is a child to us.
Julie traveled with us everywhere we went, every Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn, around the USA & Canada.
She is a pleasure to take anywhere. When I look at her & start to cry, knowing that I am losing her, I try to think of the fun times with her, & she still is fun, it helps a bit.
It took me a long time to believe that I am losing Julie. In my crazy mind, I couldn't comprehend that I'd lose her. I felt that people were wrong, NOT MY DOG, I thought. How WRONG I was.
I spent mega bucks to "save Julie & to try to make her better". Thats short lived. Something always happens again & again.
I lose my precious Mom one year ago. She & I both went thru the the Five Stages Of Dying & I now realize thats what I am going through with my Julie..... (sadly, my Mom never came to Acceptance.)
They are...1. Denial, 2. Anger, 3. Barganing with God, 4. Depression, & 5. Acceptance.
Acceptance is NOT doing nothing, defeat, resignation or submission.
Acceptance IS coming to terms with reality. Death is after all, a part of LIFE.
I wrote alot on Cushings in the past & when other people in the forum said what a awful disease it is & most dogs don't live too long, I knew she was very sick yet I cringed & thought of how wrong they are. My baby will NOT die, I will get her cured.
How wrong was I??? I was so very WRONG. I was in Denial & Anger. Than I Bargained with God, every day.
Right now, I am somewhere between Depression & Acceptance, as best that I can handle it, because I have no other choice.
Whats was so hard to accept is the LIMITED years that we have with our precious Pets. After all, I had my Mom for 81 years, (although thats never enough). This is what I am starting to accept about Julie.
This is not meant to be depressing, I am telling all of you my learning experiences with Julie. There is so much more good to tell, but I will stop now, because I am hoping that you will all think of the great times with your own pets, past & present. My heart goes out to everyone. Keep your spirit up & your pet will live in it.
i have a poem for you that will hopefully make you feel a little bit better
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
stay strong ..
Kristyn
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
stay strong ..
Kristyn
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