~:~:~:The Doggie Thread!!:~:~:~

hedonist

"Don't bark back!"

Who Princess

hedonist said:

Who P, if dogs eat shit, is soil so surprising? Pretty planters, by the way.

(now I'm thinking of Peter Gabriel's Digging in the Dirt, courtesy of Scout's antics)

I guess I shouldn't be surprised but I've never had a dog that did that before! He's getting interested in the house plants now, too.

And thanks about the planters. There are several of them and I just love them.

wasa1971

Hi everyone. It’s taken me a few days to have the fortitude to come here again. It’s with a broken heart and tears streaming down my face that I write this. My beautiful Downey has passed away. We discovered she was full of cancer at the young age of 8. Never ever did I think it would be so hard. She was my happiness at the end of a difficult day. My constant companion, who never judged only showered me with love. She was my walking partner, my motivator and the ear of many conversations. I miss her eyes peeking over then end of my bed, the surprise visits while in a bubble bath, the excitement when she would hear the leash or asked if she wanted to go for a car ride. I’m so sad; she truly was my best friend.
Rest in peace Downey. Until we meet again.

SD48277

wasa1971, I am truly sorry for your loss. It is never easy to lose a furry loved one.

hedonist

I'm so sorry, wasa. She looks like she was a big lug of a sweetheart.

Enkidu

Also very sorry, was. What a sweetheart. I bet she's having a great time with all her doggie friends from the forum in doggie heaven and I hope she meets Ernst, Keiko, and Brian. It's super hard to lose a pet you love so much. She was very lucky to have you.

Wobbie

Oh, Wasa, I'm so sorry to hear about Downey . She was a beautiful dog. We've lost two dogs and it's just about the worst thing to bear. Please believe me when I tell you things will get better...very slowly but surely. I hope the following can bring you some comfort:

If you’ve ever loved an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember. The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked opinions of many friends or done research finding a breeder. Or, in a fleeting moment, you may have chosen that silly looking mutt at the shelter, simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore…when you feel it brush against you for the first time, it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through many years to come.

The second day will occur years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. You will see sleep where you once saw activity. You will begin to adjust your friend’s diet and you may add a pill to her food. And, you may feel a growing uneasy feeling until the third day arrives.

On this day, if your friend or your higher being has not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own on behalf of your lifelong friend. Whichever way your friend leaves you, you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow freely as they must. If you are typical, you will find that not many family and friends will be able to understand your grief. But, if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul, smaller in size than your own, seems to walk with you at times, during the lonely days to come. At those moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary, you may feel something brush against your leg. And, looking down at the place where your dear friend used to lie… you will remember those three significant days. The memory will be painful. As time passes, the ache will come and go. You will reject it and embrace it and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.

But, there will be a fourth day when, along with the memory of your pet, and piercing through the heaviness in your heart, there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with the pet we have loved and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love, like the heavenly scent of a rose. This Love will remain and grow, and will be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It’s the legacy our pets leave us when they go… and it’s a gift we keep with us as long as we live. And until we leave, perhaps to join our beloved pets, it is a Love we will always possess.

Wobbie

piper and her best buddy sasha. the next pics I post will most likely be in the snow!

wasa1971

Thank you for the kind words, and Rob your post brought me to tears yet again. I truly can't remember ever being this sad. I will visit here often and take joy in the fact that you all have such love in your life.

norm

so sorry to hear about downey :(

norm said:

True Love


It was a hard day.
Full of frustrations;
The world succeeded
In beating me down
No matter how hard I fought.
Home at last,
I opened the door
To your admiring, loving face,
And kisses like I'd been gone
A lifetime.
Warm caresses, healing love--
I felt the cares of the world
Slide off my back.
I held you in my arms
And only love and happiness
Surround me.
and I remembered
Why I love, so much,
Coming home...
You're such a good little dog.



my mom found that somewhere and passed it to me.......to all the dogs past and present......you're good little dogs.....:)

norm

Happy Thanksgiving Doggies!

hedonist

Now THAT is one contented happy boy.

PJ_ROCKS

norm said:

Happy Thanksgiving Doggies!

two days late, two dollars short...

hi all

Who Princess

Wasa, I am so very sorry to hear about Downey. Much too young. As Rob said, while the pain is very hard now, it will gradually lessen. She will always hold a special place in your heart.

I've had a dog in my life consistently since I was 5 years old. Usually I've had 2 or more at a time. So at the grand old age of 61, I've been through the loss of several doggies. The pain of losing them is ALWAYS terrible. I try to remind myself that the degree of the pain speaks to how deeply I loved them.

I read this a few years ago and it brings comfort to me:
It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are.

PJ_ROCKS

Who Princess said:

Wasa, I am so very sorry to hear about Downey. Much too young. As Rob said, while the pain is very hard now, it will gradually lessen. She will always hold a special place in your heart.



I read this a few years ago and it brings comfort to me:
It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are.

+1

Who Princess

Penny owns this bathroom. Her favorite place to sleep (if she's not on the bed).



Meanwhile, Scout has found his own Dog Cave.

Wobbie

^^^^^ very cute! Piper used to go under the bed....and chew on things. Thankfully, she seems to have outgrown that.

is that a PINK scale? How old is that sucker?

Who Princess

imalive said:

is that a PINK scale? How old is that sucker?

Ha ha, probably not as old as you might think. We moved there in 1990 and I'm thinking I found it at some department store a short time after that. It's not the greatest scale but with not one but TWO PINK tiled bathrooms I like having all those retro accessories. Step into my house and it's like back to the 50s!

PJ_ROCKS

Who Princess said:

Penny owns this bathroom. Her favorite place to sleep (if she's not on the bed).



Meanwhile, Scout has found his own Dog Cave.

awe, cuteness

Who Princess

Scout: Enough with the pictures, Mom!