Toni, I am so sorry to hear this. I still get teary eyed at the thought of my friends that have passed before me. I still have special dreams about them. Wishing you the best. muddy
***Hugs*** He's no longer in pain, and will be waiting. I wish i could give a real hug to all of you.
Thank you all so much for wanting to help us get thru this. I have re-read everyones comments several times since we got home yesterday just to re-new the huggy feeling and twice just this morning to help get this day going. I heard him bark this morning just as I got up. It was his younger, strong bark and it was his bark.
Maybe it was a reminder that he isn't hurting any more and you should remember him that way. Remember the good things with love. dooley
I hope you find peace and comfort in all of these lovely e-mails, Toni. I know I will feel a great loss when my Casey and Lingh Lingh leave me. I do believe God's creatures go to a special place. Be good to yourself and know that you did everything you could to help your friend. Gardengater
I am so sorry for your loss...it is always difficult to put a pet down...we have put way too many down..and it doesn't get any easier....Prayers for Rambo and your family...Sherry
I think Rambo was trying to tell you that you did the right thing for him Toni and that now he's free of pain and happy. When our Blue had to go on his last journey to the vets it was dreadful. The night after after his passing I heard him 'huffing' in my ear as I lay in bed. Honestly I really did. This was always his way of telling me he loved me. I can now look back and remember all the good times we had together with a smile. I'm glad our messages are helping you a little through this sad time. Love and hugs.
Toni I am so very sorry to hear this. It is so hard to have any words that really will comfort you. I've been there too, and it was not a pleasant time. The pain and hurt I felt back when Benjamin was put down is the same sinking feeling I have for you now. God bless!
Thanks for the comments. They have all helped me a lot these last three days. It is still very strange to think of all the fun things of the past with Rambo that will never happen again. I don't leave lights on in the house during the day, only when really needed, so I have caught myself stepping over shadows on the floor thinking it was my little black doggy....almost made myself fall thinking I was about to step on him. I used to fuss like crazy when I would find his 'surprises' in the flower beds or on the shingle path...but I really wish I still had that to fuss about. Okay, gonna cry again so I will stop remembering for now. :'(
Oh, no. *hugs* I'm so sorry for your loss, Toni. Have a good cry. You might feel better afterwards. Be comforted by the thought that you did the right thing by Rambo. It's never an easy decision to make, and it's regrettably our responsibility to make it no matter how much it pains us. I'm still hurting when I think of my departed furry friends and know what you must be going through now.
Thanks Droopy, as long as I don't sit and think then I am alright. We got a sympathy card from the Veterinarian today, I really appreciated his thoughtfulness.
Hope you are finding a way to cope, Toni. I just wanted to comment that it is interesting that you heard Rambo bark and Eileen felt her dog huffing. I heard my Hester dog barking in the back of my truck for months after she had passed. Ron heard her too. I found myself telling her to shut up from time to time. I missed it when I stopped hearing her. The pain will ease but then hit you hard when you least expect it. It is the price we must pay for having such amazing creatures around us. muddy
I just posted the second paragraph here, in another forum, and then found your sad posting. I can feel your pain, as we lost our Deputy at the end of June, in much the same way you just described. He didn't have a tumor, he succumbed to a stroke, but as you did, I feared as we went to the vet that we would return alone, and we did. It was the hardest thing I've had to deal with in some time. Deputy's ashes now overlook my desk from the top of the book case, and I get some solace from knowing he will be there with me as long as I'm here. Time heals all wounds, and it will this too, but in the mean time know that the harder it was and still is, for you the more you loved him. Following are some thoughts I have on a related subject. I think that there may be something to this whole idea of some sort of communications after death. We lost our much loved Deputy at the end of June, and since then I have had several experiences that I first accepted as my mind playing tricks on me. Deputy woke me most mornings with a need to go outside and do his business. He often went for a walk, who knows where. Some times he would be out for a half hour, roaming about in the woods. I often went back to the warm confines of my bed, and just as often would dose off again. When Deputy was ready to come back in, he would come to the front door and bark. He would give me time to get there, and if I didn't show, he would bark again. On several occasions since he passed, I have gotten out of bed and rushed to the front door to let him in, after hearing his bark, only to find, and remember that he is gone. Once recently in the dark of night, I was up to use the bathroom, and on the way back to bed, I stepped on what I thought was Deputy, at the spot where he usually lay at night. In the morning I found his toy laying there. How it got there from the spot in my closet where I had stored all his old toys and things is a mystery. When we built the house a couple years ago, I put in some floor warming for the tile floors in the bathrooms, and I included a spot in my bed room for Deputy. His bed and a towel that was his, are still there, and on two occasions, I awoke, looked over there, and I swear that I saw him laying there in the moonlight. All the above can likely be explained away rationally, but I would rather believe that he stops in from time to time to be with us. Tom
