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MrsE, you've started me off now and I'm not a cat lover.
Sorry
If its any help, I don't feel oddly about the spot in the house it happened.
We had him cremated, we had a full proper cremation (like a little service), he was cremated on his own (rather than the ashes being mixed with others) & I have his ashes in a curled up hollowed wooden sleeping cat, on the hearth.
That might be something to think about now, while you have this time.0 -
Loulou, the Vet said 6 months, but Merlin lived a further 2 and a half years. Good on yer Merlin. You showed 'em.0
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Oh Mutter I'm so sorry about Jaffa
thats so sad. I'm sure he's had a good life with you and your family. Just remember the good times now
Thinking of you
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Mutter - he really did show them! no one could believe it, especially the vets. And thanks to the brilliant vets he had a good quality of life for that time too.0
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I was very sad to read Emma's post on the passing of her dog.
To die at the age of twelve from a heart attack, must have been a tremendous shock for her. x
Jaf I fear, has to face the inevitable tomorrow.
He has a good day, eating and wants to find the toy, followed by a day like today. Comatose, he lying on his bed with laboured breathing. Until 3.30 pm. Ate some chicken and rallied.
He just ate a good dinner of haddock in breadcrumbs at 7.30pm, finely chopped and looks quite perky. That is why I can't do it.
He wanted to go for a walk, he's deaf so I do the Yellow Pages motion.
Went there, did a tiddle and back in the car. Couldn't cope with walking.
We sit here, the pair of us. Jaffa on his bed, me watching him.
If I go without being in his eyesight, he struggles to reach me. I haven't been upstairs in weeks, only to sleep.
I hope I have the strength tomorrow.
Strength to you too Emma. x0 -
Mutter,my heart really goes out to you
Jaffa has been truely lucky to have an owner such as yourself, one who loves him so much she knows that even though its going to break her heart, shes going to do the kindest thing she ever can.
My thoughts and prayers are with you both tonight, Jaffa so that he has a peaceful night, and you that you find the strength from knowing that you are doing the kindest loving thing you can for him
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If I Could Talk
You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.
But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.
So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.
The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.
That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all these years...
My partner 'til the end.
Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.
You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.
So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.
Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.
And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll always stay.
I'll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I'll run,
...a young dog once again.
Thinking of you Mutter - Be Strong xx
"Men are generally more careful of the breed(ing) of their horses and dogs than of their children" - William Penn 1644-1718
We live in a time where intelligent people are being silenced so that stupid people won't be offended.0 -
Frugalista, you made me cry0
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Oh dear Mutter, it is a hard thing you have to do, but it is undoubtedly a brave thing, a kind act, an unselfish and noble deed, and the last parting kindness you can give your lad for his years of loyalty and love. Let him go easily, and comfortably, with the company of this loved one to meke him feel safe and secure... I know you will do what is best for him, although it will hurt you to lose him, it will be a kindness to him.
I once took an old and very ill boy of mine to the vet to be PTS, and I am ashamed to say, I couldn't bear to go in with him, (I was only about 16) I have regretted it ever since. Be strong, do what you need to do for him and for your conscience and peace of mind.
Frugalista, that is a lovely poem. I like these two :
If It Should Be
If it be I grow frail and weak,
And pain should wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle can’t be won.
You will be sad, I’ll understand,
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand,
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We’ve had so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears,
You’ll not want me to suffer, so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
I know in time, you too will see,
It is a kindness you do me,
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering, I’ve been saved.
Do not grieve that it should be you,
Who has to decide this thing to do
We’ve been so close, we two, these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
Old Dogs Do Not Die
We have a secret, you and I,
That no one else shall know,
For who, but I can see you lie,
Each night, in fireglow?
And who but I can reach my hand
Before we go to bed,
And feel the living warmth of you
And touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths,
And see, ahead of me,
Your small form racing with the wind,
So young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
In every brook I pass.
And, when I call, no one but I
Can see the bending grass.0 -
Oh, Mutter, I can't say any more than others have already said. My heart truly goes out to you.0
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