I’m so sorry to hear of your loss. Rest in peace, Ranger.
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Every pet comes with a guaranteed heartbreak. Unless you die first, I guess.
No cite available, but I always think that your kitty chose YOU out of all the people on the planet to come and share her life with.
Every head-butt, every purr, every bright-eyed twitchy tailed mad skitter attack, every cute little sleeping snurfly noise and all the rest, she chose YOU to share them with.
I think I had more theories about shared realities and observation and stuff but I have something in my eye, damnit.
Sorry about the prepositions at the end of the sentences too.
Beautiful picture =)
Hugs.
A day has passed and the dopers are still showing much love.
Thanks and peace to all!
It’s been two days for me now, BwanaBob. It’s the smallest things that keep bringing him back to mind – like seeing the empty floor where his food and water were for all those years. Means he’s really gone.
It’s like a physical wrenching pain deep in my chest; a pain that would send me to a doctor if I didn’t know the emotional cause. But, it’s getting better, and I hope it will for you too. My girlfriend and I have been reminiscing over all his little quirks. Sitting here at my computer, I thought I felt his tail brush my leg. Someday the pain will be distant but the good memories will remain, and I think that’ll be true for you and Ranger.
I’m so sorry for your loss. He’s not properly mine, but I’m petsitting for my parent’s dog and he just got some extra treats and cuddles in honor of Ranger.
Last year we had to put down our dog Tammy at the age of 14, on December 11th. I missed being able to say a final goodbye in person by twelve days, and the house was just painfully empty. It does hurt, incredibly, and probably for longer than you expect. You don’t realize what an enormous part of your life they are until suddenly they’re gone.
But gradually, it gets better. A year later and I still miss her, but it’s not the gut-wrenching pain anymore.
Offering a virtual hug to all my SDMB friends enduring the pain of the loss of their “fur-babies” at this time of year.
Words fail us all at such a time, but here’s hoping the hurt lessens, as your little one occupies more of your heart and your memories, and that you may, at some time in the future, find another friend who may be waiting for you at one of the shelters.
I know that it goes without saying it, but your little four-legged friends I know are very thankful they got to spend their time on Earth with such loving “parents” and they’ll be waiting for you somewhere, sometime.
Bill
You did the hard thing, but the right and loving thing. I firmly believe that we and all our late loved ones, human and furry, will meet again.
What a hard time of year to have to do it though, my condolences to your and your family.
I am so sorry to hear of your loss. It is so sad to lose a beloved pet - more so at the holidays.
Sending supporting thoughts your way.
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