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I had my dog put to sleep four months ago because she had heart failure. She was my little buddy and a source of joy throughout the worst parts of the pandemic.
I'm still struggling to come to terms with it. The day that I took her to the vet plays over and over in my mind. I constantly dream about her and then have to remember she is gone when I wake up. I can't even look at photographs of her without getting upset.
Maybe this post should be in the depression thread?! I just thought that the PJ pet lovers might be able to offer some advice or words of wisdom.
I'm still struggling to come to terms with it. The day that I took her to the vet plays over and over in my mind. I constantly dream about her and then have to remember she is gone when I wake up. I can't even look at photographs of her without getting upset.
Maybe this post should be in the depression thread?! I just thought that the PJ pet lovers might be able to offer some advice or words of wisdom.
I’m so sorry about your loss. I’ve survived three and they’re indeed painful experiences. You need to remember that she had a wonderful life with you - even though dogs have a way of making us feel as if we could do better, love them better, the truth is you probably gave her the best life possible. Dogs have a way of living for us despite their own pain so what transpired was probably for the best. Of course I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know, but we all have moments when we need others to help us affirm what we already know. I did. One day, not too soon I hope, I’ll probably need you to repeat those same words to me. Hang in there.
This is beautiful to read x
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I'm so sorry for your loss - putting a pet down is neber easy, even when you know it's for the best. I lost my cat four months ago and another cat at the start of this month. Though you've said looking at photos of them is hard, this is the one thing that's helped me remember them in a positive light. My family cat had cancer and towards the end he just looked sad and defeated. I spent ages looking at photos of him during his last days and it didn't help. I started printing out and framing photos of him when he was happy and healthy because that's how I want to remember him. Same for my most recent cat who passed away, I've got loads of photos printed and framed around the house. It's helped soften the blow of not seeing them physically here but they're always around me so I don't feel totally alone.
The grieving process is different for everyone. Please don't think you need to be 'over it' by now - you take the time you need to process what is essentially a massive loss and trauma.
Another thing that's helped me is journalling. I've been writing my feelings down and it helps me make sense of how I'm feeling rather than going over it repeatedly in my head. A lot of the time it’s a nonsensical stream of consciousness, but it makes sense to me.
You guys are all wonderful pet owners (sorry, in Dutch we say bosses which translated badly) to your pets and treat them so kind, they were all very happy to be in our lives and we in theirs.
I remembered this poem, called the rainbow bridge, which is about this exactly. It somehow it makes me fully tear up in a moment, but after also a bit happy after holding back tears. Either way. I found it on this site, which includes grief support and memorials.
You can read it here:
https://rainbowsbridge.com/poem.htm
Or here.
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....
Author unknown...
I remembered this poem, called the rainbow bridge, which is about this exactly. It somehow it makes me fully tear up in a moment, but after also a bit happy after holding back tears. Either way. I found it on this site, which includes grief support and memorials.
You can read it here:
https://rainbowsbridge.com/poem.htm
Or here.
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....
Author unknown...
To lighten things up a lil bit, the evil insurance company asked for Neelix's full medical history before they weasel their way out of paying a damn thing and his old vet emailed it to me so I had a read through.
Highlights included:
- The time he ate an entire box of M&S chocolate, foil included, and was fine
- "Dog was accidentally kicked in the mouth and has stopped eating" (I don't remember this, but it seems feasible he would walk into swinging feet)
- Cuts on ears, vet's summary: "Dog stuck his head in a prickly bush."
- His pet passport for his 11-month camper van trip around Europe, lucky pup
Highlights included:
- The time he ate an entire box of M&S chocolate, foil included, and was fine
- "Dog was accidentally kicked in the mouth and has stopped eating" (I don't remember this, but it seems feasible he would walk into swinging feet)
- Cuts on ears, vet's summary: "Dog stuck his head in a prickly bush."
- His pet passport for his 11-month camper van trip around Europe, lucky pup
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Thanks for your kind words guys. It's much appreciated! As @IEngineered said, I know that she had a good life and I did my best for her. I will try again to look at some happy photos/videos of her @colouroffensive. I think it would help to refresh some happy memories!
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Meet Rocco (he already runs our home)
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He is serving in that cone! <3
Oh my god those ears!!! Those eyes!!! That tongue!!! I love him. Such a good name too!
So my little mini Dachshund Lily has a suspected case of Intervertebral disc disease and can hardly use her back legs, I just feel so helpless and on top of it all her anti inflammatory medication has given her diarrhoea and sickness so I’ve been up the last few nights and feel drained!
She’s “only” 8 but I’ve been through so much with her, she has cancer 5 years ago and has been in complete remission for 4 years so it feels a kick in the teeth for this to happen to her.
I also have to take her to Bristol tomorrow for an MRI and see if she needs an operation or just crate rest and I’m praying for the later as the insurance won’t cover everything.
It’s a two hour drive from where I am in the middle of nowhere I’ll have to wait all day there which is setting my anxiety off something terrible as I have another dog with depression anxiety who I’ll have to leave with someone else nearly all day.
Sorry it’s just a bit of a rant.
She’s “only” 8 but I’ve been through so much with her, she has cancer 5 years ago and has been in complete remission for 4 years so it feels a kick in the teeth for this to happen to her.
I also have to take her to Bristol tomorrow for an MRI and see if she needs an operation or just crate rest and I’m praying for the later as the insurance won’t cover everything.
It’s a two hour drive from where I am in the middle of nowhere I’ll have to wait all day there which is setting my anxiety off something terrible as I have another dog with depression anxiety who I’ll have to leave with someone else nearly all day.
Sorry it’s just a bit of a rant.
I'm starting to think the vets are just rinsing a couple of gays for all they can get.
Every time I ask about extra meds for him, they want to do another examination. All I want to do is keep him comfortable for whatever time he has left, but they keep pushing scans, treatments n' shit like there's no tomorrow, all the while screwing us over by telling the insurer it was something they wouldn't cover despite never telling us that.
Every time I ask about extra meds for him, they want to do another examination. All I want to do is keep him comfortable for whatever time he has left, but they keep pushing scans, treatments n' shit like there's no tomorrow, all the while screwing us over by telling the insurer it was something they wouldn't cover despite never telling us that.
Let us know how Lily’s doing. Hang in there. X
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My little alien cat is less afraid of water lately.
