I only had the one..
but, as I said, I loved her.. but she was not my 'MAIN' furbaby..
My main fur baby is still with me 10 years later.
does that make sense with out coming out as hateful.... I hope..
Sympathies and regards from semiotterly.
This is the hardest time.
Mikey had a pillow he kneaded every night, including his last night. There's an imprint on that pillow from his physical presence. His body weight. I won't move it. Won't let anybody sit on that loveseat. I glance at the imprint occasionally and picture him there.
I tell myself I'm being silly. Move the pillow. Fluff it up. Reclaim the loveseat. I can't do it. Not yet, anyway.
Deal with this however best you can.
I just found this thread and am also in tears. You have my deepest sympathies Osso
I know about those dreams, too, shewolf and littlek. Jake used to actually pucker a little to kiss and I remember that, and I've had dreams where I could feel his fur or smell his paws. He always smelled like grass, used to tell him, "You smell like a meadow on a summer's day" and he'd wag and maybe he'd get it or not but it doesn't matter and I distinctly recall dreaming, touching the big paws, feeling the huge claws and pads and sniffing them and telling him that, and they really did smell like that.
Those dreams used to make me wake up crying but now they make me wake up smiling. That transition will eventually come and it's wonderful.
I am having trouble throwing out the last of his dog food. It's not a lot, I had gotten down to buying small packages. <slaps self. I will do this. Trash day tomorrow - the dog beds are in the bin already.>
I'll give Sally his little bag of dog treats, though. And the squirrel Sally leant to him, that he never much played with.
I'm having crying jags, not believing he's gone/knowing he's gone/not in a hurry to stop the not believing.
I am keeping his collar, his halter, his leash, his dog crate cushion.
My husband and I had kept our irish setter's leash and collar after we lost him. When we split a decade later, he took those with him - he had been especially close to Kelly. They were a common sight, running together through our Venice neighborhood.
ossobuco
I just read this entire thread and everyone's post. It made me cry. I want you to know I am sorry for your loss.
Dear Osso, I just discovered and read this thread. I grieve for you. And I am again amazed by the love some of us can feel for our pets. They give us the opportunity to know the purist kind of love--with the painful grief that must follow.
I'm also impressed by your A2K friends' feelings of loving and helpless empathy.
While Pacco cannot be replaced, another little dog who needs the love you are able to give may meet the needs that Pacco met.
Please don't be alone.
Good morning, osso.
I haven't anything new to add.
Just letting you know that I'm thinking of you & sending many hugs your way.
How are you today?
I never like osso or her mangy cur, I don't like sally dog either.
Right, dys, you expect ME to believe that....
Thank you, JL.
Well, Olga... I picked up some recent photos today (waaaahhhh). He looks pretty good, so I might post one or two. Might not.
Ah, probably will, I think it helps me.
Yes, osso, please do post those photographs (if it isn't too upsetting for you). I'd really love to see them & I'm certain others here would, too!
osso feet, pacco and sally dog;
I never like sally dog or dante cat;
Ahem, dys, those not MY feet.
ossobuco wrote:Ahem, dys, those not MY feet.
oops, must be lady Diane feet, she didn't like pacco either.
OK, I'll try to choose photos. I gotta say, this gives me something to do... besides all the should do's.
The thing is, I don't want to show him really struggling - not that I took a lot of those, but I have one I don't want to show.
I don't mind showing an intimation of stuff.
I don't want to show him in pain, but mostly he hasn't been in pain. Just some photos are less jolly.
I learned stuff, on review... in that with all the enhancing you can do with photos, I'm thinking his long latent discoid lupus might have gotten going...
oh, never mind.
The photos at the end were taken by Diane with my Nikon, dunno what happened. They're fuzzy as bears. However, I'm not disappointed. I like them that way, somehow right re the transition, just before we got in the car.
I am perplexed, Walgreen's didn't cd one I took, him smiling by the bench, and I'll take the film back for that one shot. It has flare in it, probably terrible, but I want to see it printed.
Back when I gather my photo wits.
g'night bubbele. Thanks for the wonderful photos. They made me smile. And Pacco appeared to be smiling too.
