… on the surface I might be my old happy self, but not one day passes without me missing my girl terribly.
Worst of all, I feel like it should hurt less, but it doesn´t. When I look out of the window I can see where we buried her and I so whish she would come back to us… where she belongs.
Thank dog for family, fellow doggies, summer, work and so on for keeping my mind from falling into this dark sadness pitch.
Hori, you are wonderful and will never be forgotten.
Love
C.
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Hi, I\'m a 5 year old great dane, very ladylike and now thanks to you all a tripawd rather than euthanised. The bone cancer diagnosis (8/8/09) was shocking and indeed we had to get a second opinion to get to the alternative of amputation (12/8/09). Again thank you!nI was born and bred in Germany and now live in Argentina, so sorry if my English isn\'t very good.nI hope to share and get lots of information and experiences here in Tripawds.com
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I know exactly how you feel. It’s only been 2 months since we said good-bye to our sweet golden angel Jake… and even though we have a new kitten that came to our home just before Christmas, and she is sweet and adorable and is making us smile each day… our hearts are still so broken inside… When will that pain go away?
Sending you a big loving hug!!
Angel Jake’s Mom
Hi Cecilia
I am always happy to see Hori’s picture in the blog, but sorry it is still so hard even though you have so many great people and dogs in your life.
Make sure to post a picture of Hori on the forum thread we just started for that purpose (to post pictures of our dog friends that passed). That way, it will be easy for me and others to see and remember Hori every day.
Have you read the Lost Symbol by Dan Brown? In it it talks about the weight of a soul, and how when a body dies, it instantly gets lighter – perhaps because an actual soul with actual weight is leaving the body behind. Hori is still there, she’s just in a different form. She could possibly still be right there next to you! I know this doesn’t make you miss her any less, but just the possibility that our dog friends are running around out there in invisible form (my term for it!) brings me a little bit of comfort 🙂 Hugs to you and hugs to baby Olympia!!!!
<3 Laura
Who’s to say how long we can grieve? It is okay to miss Hori everyday and want her back. She was a wonderful girl. Four months isn’t long. If she had been a person no one, including you, would question your grief. Will it get better? Sure it will but it takes time and will never go all the way away. My first dog Tristan died in 2001 and since then I have had three dogs but I still miss him. Dogs have better hearts than people do and our cancer dogs have needed us so much that when they are gone we have a big hole in our hearts.
My advice, Cecilia, is give yourself permission to grieve for as long as you need to, however you need to. Ask a close friend to watch you for signs of medical depression though. I went through that when my mother died and did not recognize it in myself until after the fact.
Virtual hugs to you.
Debra & Angel Emily
I lost my Old English Sheepdog, Willie, on August 10th, 1990, his 13th birthday. To this day whenever we go to a dog show I still tear up when I walk by the area where the Old English hangout.
I’ve never gotten over losing him and that’s the way it is.
I don’t remember all the bad stuff that happened just before he left us, only the good, fun stuff. I still have a very special place for him in my heart and mind.
It’s OK if it takes a while to move on, we all move on at a different pace.
We wish you peace and great memories.
Looking back at Jerry’s passing over a year ago, I can tell you it will never hurt less. But I can say it will eventually hurt less often. And you will always find friends here to shine a little light on things when it gets dark.
Peace.
We never forget our beloved dogs! They are forever in our hearts and minds! Remember the good days and hopefully they will bring a smile to your face instead of tears! Hang in there, we know what you are feeling!
Dillon
(Peyton’s brother)
I lost my blue merle male great dane back in 2007, he left a pawprint in my life that will never be erased by the sands of time and still to this day when my other danes do something that remind me of him i tear up, with the tears comes the memory of the aweful day that i had to have him close his eyes and sleep one last time. I hate myself for not being there with him as he took his final few breaths but I couldnt handle the though of the watching the light leave his eyes. He was a rescue dog with a bad start (poor nutrition and meth lab fumes) and was only able to stay in my life for 5 years (a 5 years i am grateful for) mentally he was fine but physically he was unable to move, i would pick him up to eat and he would just fall over, he layed his head in my lap and looked up at me as if to say “mommy i cant live like this anymore” and i didnt have the strength to take him to the vet i was weak, i had to have someone else take him in. I write this though the tears i shed for all of our fallen partners and for all of you who still love them as if they was here, noses in our faces, breathing snot all over our computer screens, or making us laugh because he/she is trying to eat a bug that tastes funny.
i thank all of you for loving your dogs as much as you do