My dog died ...

[Zinga]

Ruberoo died on Sunday from a short illness lasting less than 24 hours; the day after my mother's death husband & 2 weeks before my husband's ...
She was a gift from my late husband - he said I will need someone to care for ... Uh!
My baby girl became hysterical one night - nothing I did calmed her down so I brought her in the house to keep from disturbing the neighbors ...
At exactly 11:07 she abruptly stopped barking & running around - I, then, received an ADC from my husband saying it was a car collision, I love you & the kids, etc ...
I picked her up drifted off to bed feeling joyous & peaceful ...
At 6am the police chaplan was at my door to inform me of his death - Ruberoo became hysterical again - we all took turns holding her ...
At one point I was awakened by the irritating sound of Ruberoo crunching on an empty water bottle - I stumbled to get my glucometer to check my level, I was at 41 heading into a diabetic coma ...
There were many more times Ruberoo saved my life during my years of active grief - I am beside myself ...
She is now w/Daddy - I hope she greeted him by running & taking a flying leap into his arms just as she did as young a pooper puppy ...
Every one of my late husband's anniversaries have been felt at different depths ...
This one feels like year 3 of grief sickness ...
I watched the sun come up weeping & clutching their pillows ...
I believe in God & the afterlife ...
My heart is soothed knowing they are safe, secure & loved ...
Her cremains will be ready to take to the cementary on his anniversary - the day my life shattered to bits & pieces ...

 

[Gordian Knot]

Dogs are, in so many ways, the sacred beings we are constantly seeking. And here they are with us, right here. I have always believed that it is no coincidence that god is dog spelled backwards. They are angels in fur.

 

[Namaste Jesus]

I'm so sorry for your loss. My best friend, our beloved "Kitty" passed a few years ago. I have never felt such pain in all my life.

I didn't think I was ever going to get over it. Then one night "Kitty" came to me in a dream. Only, he was no longer a cat, but a huge tan and white bull walking with Krishna. I had been thinking of getting another cat, but wasn't ready just yet.

In the dream, "Kitty" spoke to me and told me to wait for 'Alley Cat'. I had no idea what that meant, but shortly thereafter someone abandoned a beautiful Tuxedo Maincoon cat in a crate on our front steps. He looked hungry and I remembered I still had a bag of Kitty's food. When I retrieved the bag from the cupboard you could have knocked me over with a feather. Kitty's favorite food was called Alley Cat and right there on the bag was a black and white cat just like the one dropped on our door step!

I have a new best friend now, "Jackie Chan" sent to me by my other best friend, "Kitty"

Animals are truly our link to all things spiritual.

 

[Thomas]

I think I've told this story before.

Mum's house was collapsed by a V1 flying bomb during the war (WW2). The family were in the shelter, but the cat was indoors and buried in the rubble. Mum could hear her howling, and dug her out, getting her arm ripped up by the terrified animal in the process. The cat then ran in circles round the rubble of the house, still howling.

The family dog, an Alsatian, wandered up and watched the cat making its mad circuits. For a couple of times it did nothing, then, as the cat flew by, his paw shot out, caught her between the shoulder blades and pinned her down. He then proceeded to lick her until she calmed down.

She made a complete recovery.

Not so dumb, them animals.

 

[madera]

Ruberoo died on Sunday from a short illness lasting less than 24 hours; the day after my mother's death husband & 2 weeks before my husband's ...
She was a gift from my late husband - he said I will need someone to care for ... Uh!
My baby girl became hysterical one night - nothing I did calmed her down so I brought her in the house to keep from disturbing the neighbors ...
At exactly 11:07 she abruptly stopped barking & running around - I, othen, received an ADC from my husband saying it was a car collision, I love you & the kids, etc ...
I picked her up drifted off to bed feeling joyous & peaceful ...
At 6am the police chaplan was at my door to inform me of his death - Ruberoo became hysterical again - we all took turns holding her ...
At one point I was awakened by the irritating sound of Ruberoo crunching on an empty water bottle - I stumbled to get my glucometer to check my level, I was at 41 heading into a diabetic coma ...
There were many more times Ruberoo saved my life during my years of active grief - I am beside myself ...
She is now w/Daddy - I hope she greeted him by running & taking a flying leap into his arms just as she did as young a pooper puppy ...
Every one of my late husband's anniversaries have been felt at different depths ...
This one feels like year 3 of grief sickness ...
I watched the sun come up weeping & clutching their pillows ...
I believe in God & the afterlife ...
My heart is soothed knowing they are safe, secure & loved ...
Her cremains will be ready to take to the cementary on his anniversary - the day my life shattered to bits & pieces ...

sad that dogs have such a short life.