I love you guys.

[Tarkenchi]

Well, as some of you may or may not know, my dog that i've had for 11 years is no longer able to walk, she is dying, and the vet is coming wednesday to tell us the inevitable, Everyone here has always been nice to me, and comforted me through times of good, and bad, and i just want to say, Thankyou and i love you guys. :cry:

[Alumette]

<giant hug>

Oh Tark... That's so sad. :( I know exactly how you feel. You know, I still have dreams about my dog that I grew up with, and I always wake up from them feeling happy and comforted, so I know he's in a happy place now.

Letting a pet go is probably the most loving thing your family can do, especially if she's not able to walk or be herself. It will be hard, but just think about all that love she's given you, and all you and your family will give her when you let her go somewhere where she can run and play, across the Rainbow Bridge.

<another hug, for good measure>

[Thermyte]

:cry:

Sorry bud. I had a cat recently die that I have had since I was very young. Take it easy.

[AfterglowNoMore]

Yeah, I feel for you Tark. My cat of 15 years had to be put down for a similar reason last year. Still have a picture of him when he was morbidly obese.

[WingedAvenger]

The hardest thing about being a pet owner is knowing when it is thier time to go. Sometimes it's quick and unexpected. Sometimes it's something that builds up over months, or even years. Whatever the case, it's never easy. This is something I had to experience twice last year, and honestly, it tore me up. I don't envy what you'll be facing over the next few weeks Tark. If it helps, try to focus on the good times you've shared with your dog, the memories that bring a smile to your face. And remember that even though it's difficult to let go, it's for the best because you don't want them to suffer anymore.

Stay strong and take care.

[Chain Lightning]

Aw that just sucks Tark. My wife and I have lost three pets in the last five years, two we had to put down and one was a waif we had taken in that we discovered had heart worms that claimed her. (Unlike dogs, when cats get heart worms they are basically on borrowed time) So I know what you're going through. When we had Link and Frisco put down, we had them cremated and the vet sent them to a place that put them in very handsome wooden urns.

My wife has the urn of her cat Frisco on her nightstand. She got him when he was a kitten and had him for 17 years. I have the urn of our dog Link on my nightstand as when he was alive he used to sleep on the floor by me.

Sorry, starting to rant, we loved those pets. Anyway, I'm suggesting if you all don't find it too squeamish, you might want to consider getting an urn for your dog. And be strong, animals are very smart and your dog will know that it's time for her to go and she'll know you're doing it out of love. Trust me, she will.

[Poison]

Death sadly is the only guaranty we have in life.
Be strong, Tark. We're here for you.

[Tsarmina]

*big hugs* I don't know which is harder. When you have to arrange to let a pet go or when they pass away on their own. My 13 yr old dog became very sick last year and passed away in January at the vet before I could get there. I am comforted when he visits me in my dreams. *wipes away a tear*
They never seem to live long enough. But it does not stop me from getting another dog. I cannot imagine living without a pet. They enrich our lives so very much. Just remember the wonderful life you gave your pet and the joy they give in return.

May we all meet up again with our beloved pets on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.

The Rainbow Bridge poem (http://rainbowsbridge.com/Poem.htm) The Rainbow Bridge flash (http://www.indigo.org/rainbowbridge_ver2.html)

[Half Life]

Sorry to hear Tark......

[Masked Revenger]

Man... <at a loss for words... hugs Tark>

Chris

[TroubleWolf]

I've been in that position, Buddy, and I know what you're going through. I didn't have access to Internet yesterday, so I know this comes late, but I think I speak for everybody here when I say that we love you, too, and we're here if you need to talk about it.

*Big Uncle Wolf Hug*

[Randomus]

They'll let you know when it's time to go. It's a heart-wrenching transition, but it is for the best.

Good luck pulling through, man. Believe it or not, things are going to be okay again.

[Tarkenchi]

Bye... Bye... pokie :cry: :cry:


April 16th 1994 - May 25th 2005

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[Tarkenchi]

(im in tears, please excuse nay spelling mistakes) Im gonna miss her so much. who's gonna keep me warm at night, who's gonna be there at the door when i get back from school to cheer me up?

:cry:

[The Widowed]

My own mother just lost her cat Midnight almost two months back (yeah, a white cat named Midnight. Blame my little sister for that one). He was the purebred Himalayan who made it to 14 years, dealing with nasty feline acne and a bunch of other health problems every step of the way. Ask any breeder; Purebreds are pretty, but their constitutions are delicate as hell. Finally the medicine he was taking ended up causing kidney failure; The rest of him wasn't far behind.

Midnight was practically Mom's best friend, but that cat never liked me, not one bit. All the same, the day Mom called me up bawling so hard that I couldn't even make out the words, I knew what had happened. And along came that sudden hollow feeling, a little reminder that even the people and creatures we don't like all that much--or maybe even those with any adverse relationship short of mortal enmity--leave that gap in our lives when they're gone. And if the ones we despise cause such a bad sinking feeling, it's not too much of a leap to imagine the impact which follows the death of someone we love or care deeply about. Kinda like how Mom felt about Midnight.

So we all went down to Mom's place and buried Midnight in the little forest behind her apartment complex. Fittingly, Mom used the sofa's throw cover he liked to lie down on everyday as a death shroud, and we piled a heap of rocks on his grave so the raccoons wouldn't disturb him. And, of course, the topic of our own eventual mortalities came up soon enough. Sadly, that's all I had to comfort Mom with: "The worst thing about life is that it ends."

Wishing you well, Tarkie.

[MikeKAY]

I guess pets are the kind of thing you really take for granted until they are gone, then it's never easy. :cry:

Stay strong Tark, you'll be all right soon and we will always be here for you.