Over the past three days, three of my friends have suffered the loss of a furry kid. I’ve been reflecting on what my family was going through this time last year and it hasn’t been easy to hear about others going through the same thing.
The last year or so, I’ve made friends with a guy I would see every Saturday morning walking his two beautiful German Shepherds. Capone is a big guy and Cash a black coated fellow. This past Saturday, he only had Capone. Cash had passed a few weeks earlier. It came up suddenly and there wasn’t much he or the vet could do. Capone started moping like my Scout did so there is a new addition to his family – Bella, another German Shepherd. Twelve weeks old so maybe I’ll see her in a couple weeks.
Today, I found out a friend a work lost his 15 year old dog on Friday to cancer. She was in a lot of pain and the cancer was around her heart. I didn’t get a lot of information. He’s still dealing with the loss.
My running buddy had to make the decision for her Kavanaugh today. Seeing him in pain was too much for her and Kav. His loss is still fresh in her heart.
Losing a pet to anything is hard. How you deal with it is ever harder? But you do have to deal with it. Each time, I chose to get another dog. Once because it was hard on me. The second because it was hard on my other dog. I still get sad and the tears do come. Sometimes though I smile because I remember the good times and I know I will see them again.
See you soon Angel Trini (my first Rottie), Angel Leo (my 2nd), Angel Jersey Girl (my 3rd)…..and special hugs to Angel Cash and Angel Kavanaugh! You are not forgotten!
The following poem is inspired
by Norse Legend
By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.
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The Pawsitive Thinker 
Sigh, this is such a hard thing. I have two doggies, both are 5 and i hope to have them for many, many years to come. Just thinking about them not being in my life makes me super depressed.
That always makes me cry. So sorry for your friends’ losses.