I sorry your loss, they are too special and it hurts to see them go away
Saying Goodbye to My Best Friend of 13 Years
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The loss of a pet is something that only a pet owner can truly appreciate. We had to put our cat down last Fathers Day. Everyday will get a little better, although you will always miss him.
Sorry for Your loss Brobs, sure that was great looking dog, had to thorough the very same path in my youth
Ouch, yeah that's awful hard. We put a couple dogs down a few years back, and I never really did get over it. I thought I had, but after a year or so I started volunteering at the local shelter and realized how much I had missed having a big fuzzy friend. Glad I took the time I took, but the house (and heart) sure feels empty.
Thank you for sharing photos with us. It is very clear the love and bond that you had with Moonshine. A beautiful dog indeed.
Glad he's not in pain anymore. Looks like he had a great life.
Damn brother, I’m truly sorry to hear that news. I know how you feel about all animals so, I know this is especially hard. I wish you peace sir
Soooo sorry to read this. We're having similar issues with our dog, Cricket.
Time for a new dog after the wound stops smarting?
BROBS, what a beautiful dog Moonshine was, and what a fine picture of him commanding the landscape. Animals do have a wonderful bearing when they are elderly but still somewhat well. I posted a year ago when the little female cat my wife bought down from Long Island passed on in my arms, after a short announcement. These are powerful beings, and it is honor to share their lives and times. My boyhood dog George who died about sixty years ago still wanders through my consciousness full of energy and fire. Their lives end, but they don't go away.
They do. It was heartbreaking to see his little buddy Maddie go outside and look for him in the yard.
Walking through your backyard must be like playing hopscotch
Haha it can be. I try to keep it picked up.
We live in a decent neighborhood so I’m trying not to look like “that guy”. ?
Give them even more hugs and attention, right now.
I have a 350 lbs harmless sex offender living across the street and an Air B&B next door. It takes more than dog poop to be "that guy" in my hood. I just kind of mow it all in. Crap. Maybe I am "that guy."
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It's tough to lose a buddy. If you get one great dog in your life, you are a lucky man, savor the memories.
The 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....
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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