Exactly one week ago tonight, I held my childhood puppy in my arms as his heart beat for the last time. He was 14 years old. We got home from the vet, after he had gotten a shot of anti-biotics and a banana-bag of fluids in an attempt to fight off a horrible infection, and I helped him out of the car, as I had so many times in the prior few days. But this time, his legs didn't lock when his paws hit the pavement. He just collapsed into me, and I fell onto the ground. He wasn't breathing and his pulse was faint...and then it was gone. His old body just couldn't fight off the infection, compounded w/his heart condition and just general age.
I've gained about 5 pounds in the last week. I've consumed entire pizzas in one sitting. But, I'm aware of it. And after I finish this slice, I'm done. I'm back on the wagon. But, I thought I was done w/the emotional eating. Guess not. Maybe I should get off my soapbox.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
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I'm sorry for your loss; it's horrible to lose such a loved pet.
Rainbow Bridge
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....
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Oh how sad. I'm so sorry for your loss. Pets are like family members to me and the grieving process is just as real. It will take time, but eventually you'll feel a tiny bit better.
Your puppy know your love for him, the same as you knew his love for you.
Take care.
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