all my acans for sale

[Pufferpunk]

So sorry for your loss. :( I know how you feel...

 

[Smarsh]

my heart hurts with you ricordianut! As you may know, I am a dogwalker and a petsitter. I share your pain as I just lost my guy in Nov (total shock and unexpected). They left us way to soon.

Your boy has a beautiful face, I am sorry for you and his girlfriend. I am glad his passing was peaceful and pain free.

The vet should not charge you full price. They did not complete the surgery. It should be prorated for what they actually did.

Run swift big boy, play hard, sleep well!!!

Sandy. R.I.P. Remy the best dang pitbull in the world (I'm biased)

 

[dhoch]

I'm not sure if this will help or make it hurt more...

This is a song that is close in my heart (and if you are a dog lover I'm sure it will touch yours)... just reading it brings a tear to my eyes...

My wife and I lost our dog Aspen about 2 years ago now, man was that hard so I understand:

Randy's Tale (by John Gailmor)

No wonder you were different, no mystery there at all
Neurotic was an understatement. You were off-the-wall
I'm blaming the game warden for every little quirk
When you were just a piddler, I showed you to that jerk

I held you like a champion. You licked the man in green
He said you were the strangest looking pup he'd ever seen
Well, he didn't even whisper. No, he said it to your face
The damage to your self-esteem had surely taken place

Your early years were troubled. A thousand tears were shed
You took it out on chair legs and your normal brother, Ned
Surviving adolescence matured you with a flare
Your nose no longer paisley, you could face the world out there

But just when life got mellow, and brothers became friends
The ones who loved you, she and I, went separate ways again
I would've been so lonely without you loving hounds
And when you lost your sibling, I turned the favor around

We weathered all the traumas. We held each other up
And I can't count the good times, Randy. Numbers aren't enough
But now you bend in misery. Your hurt consumes me, too
There is no pain like powerlessness. I know what I must do

I'm not sure where you're going, but there's no need to grieve
I hear they've got some t-bones there that you would not believe
Good night, my pooch and partner. Sweet memories and take care
When my time comes, I'll find you. We'll take a walk up there.

 

[Smarsh]

I just wanted to share this with you as well Ricordianut. I got this back with Remy's ashes.

After Death by Edwin Arnold

"Farewell, master, yet not farewell.
Where I go, ye too shall dwell.
I am gone, before your face,
A moment's time, a little space.
When ye come where I have stepped
Ye will wonder why ye wept."

 

[ricordianut]

thanks all i am really glad to be a part of a group like this
thanks again
joe