Thank you Terri, every day I wake, I make coffee, feed my dogs, and head out with them for a walk. I’m usually on the road around 430-530. I’ve had some of the best memories seeing wildlife and my dogs reaction. The other day we caught a buck crossing the road. Years back I had a dog we named Brandy. She was full of life and would follow me around and lay on my feet when I sat. When I walked her sometimes off leash if we came upon a muddy puddle I would tell her not to but she would sprint through it and get all muddy. She was my best friend and many times I think she was walking me. She ended up getting stomach cancer and eventually couldn’t keep anything down. My wife was mad at me for keeping her too long. The day before I put Brandy down we went to a big field where I walked them and played ball for one last time. To this day I still feel I let Brandy down. I prayed that my older brother might watch her until I see them both some day.
You didn't let Brandy down. She was blessed and lucky to be with you! You did the right thing to end her suffering. I'm sorry for your loss. I've been through it several times. It's heartbreaking. Grief is grief no matter the loved one, be they human or animal.
Been a vet for 34 years. Have helped hundreds of families say goodbye to their beloved pets. Please take heart, you were a great dog dad. Euthanasia is never an easy decision, but sometimes the greatest measure of love is letting go. Pets don’t sin, so they go to heaven! Rom. 8:20-21 says the creation wasn’t subjected to death on its own , but by our sin, and the creation will inherit the glory of the children of God!”That’s heaven!
The pain and sorrow finds a way to come and go. Thank God it goes.
I had a 2 1/2 year old Golden named Toby. His grand parents were Grand national field winners. Toby was a plug and play duck and goose retriever and the coolest dog we ever had. He was accidently hit by a car and they failed to stop. After much pain and surgical attempt, we had decided to remove his pain. Mine stayed longer. Feeling I let him down.
I’m so sorry Randall. There’s something about an animal that for some reason makes it harder. Maybe because they can’t speak. I’ve lost so many people and animals that were close to me,I know it may sound off, but Brandy had such a living personality even after 8 or so years it still upsets me. After she was gone we buried her and our male dog Colby next to the lake in NH. They both loved it there.
James, So special, these creatures are. Don't wait until you "crossover" they are available, remember. How could you let Brandy down, they can take on some of our illnesses and for certain the love for you is unconditional and forever. It is said that too much hanging on to grief can prolong the transition. See her in her most vital years, That is the way many appear in dreams, in their most vital years. My mother sure did to me and my son-34 was how she looked to both of us and my son was only 19 and could remember and recognize her youth. (She died at 76)
Thank you Terri, every day I wake, I make coffee, feed my dogs, and head out with them for a walk. I’m usually on the road around 430-530. I’ve had some of the best memories seeing wildlife and my dogs reaction. The other day we caught a buck crossing the road. Years back I had a dog we named Brandy. She was full of life and would follow me around and lay on my feet when I sat. When I walked her sometimes off leash if we came upon a muddy puddle I would tell her not to but she would sprint through it and get all muddy. She was my best friend and many times I think she was walking me. She ended up getting stomach cancer and eventually couldn’t keep anything down. My wife was mad at me for keeping her too long. The day before I put Brandy down we went to a big field where I walked them and played ball for one last time. To this day I still feel I let Brandy down. I prayed that my older brother might watch her until I see them both some day.
You didn't let Brandy down. She was blessed and lucky to be with you! You did the right thing to end her suffering. I'm sorry for your loss. I've been through it several times. It's heartbreaking. Grief is grief no matter the loved one, be they human or animal.
Been a vet for 34 years. Have helped hundreds of families say goodbye to their beloved pets. Please take heart, you were a great dog dad. Euthanasia is never an easy decision, but sometimes the greatest measure of love is letting go. Pets don’t sin, so they go to heaven! Rom. 8:20-21 says the creation wasn’t subjected to death on its own , but by our sin, and the creation will inherit the glory of the children of God!”That’s heaven!
Goodbye’s not the end!
The pain and sorrow finds a way to come and go. Thank God it goes.
I had a 2 1/2 year old Golden named Toby. His grand parents were Grand national field winners. Toby was a plug and play duck and goose retriever and the coolest dog we ever had. He was accidently hit by a car and they failed to stop. After much pain and surgical attempt, we had decided to remove his pain. Mine stayed longer. Feeling I let him down.
I’m so sorry Randall. There’s something about an animal that for some reason makes it harder. Maybe because they can’t speak. I’ve lost so many people and animals that were close to me,I know it may sound off, but Brandy had such a living personality even after 8 or so years it still upsets me. After she was gone we buried her and our male dog Colby next to the lake in NH. They both loved it there.
We have always done the same kind of closure. Location location always memorable.
Similar in value of a National Cemetery for all Veterans.
If you were so close to Brandy, she may have been a spirit that you know and love.
James, So special, these creatures are. Don't wait until you "crossover" they are available, remember. How could you let Brandy down, they can take on some of our illnesses and for certain the love for you is unconditional and forever. It is said that too much hanging on to grief can prolong the transition. See her in her most vital years, That is the way many appear in dreams, in their most vital years. My mother sure did to me and my son-34 was how she looked to both of us and my son was only 19 and could remember and recognize her youth. (She died at 76)