Bustanut joker
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My supply of garage kids is dwindling............
Godspeed my friend
Godspeed my friend
Again..
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bluejag
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Sorry Barry ...your loss is our loss... Sorry this has to down you out esspecialy at this time of year WTF Pets are family too! JAG
I'm so sorry, Barry... sending you and the Missus big hugs...
Someone posted this recently and I saved it...
The Fourth Day
by Martin Scot Kosins
If you ever loved an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember. The first day is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter ... simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room - and when you feel it brush against you for the first time - it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day... will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet - and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing deep fear within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives. And on this day - if your friend and God have not decided it for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you - you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night sky.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or human friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you. But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy filled years, you may find that a soul - a bit smaller in size than your own - seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg - very, very lightly. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when - along with the memory of your pet - and piercing through the heaviness in your heart - there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes to form of a Living Love - It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go - And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone -And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets - It is a Love that we will always possess.
Someone posted this recently and I saved it...
The Fourth Day
by Martin Scot Kosins
If you ever loved an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember. The first day is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter ... simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room - and when you feel it brush against you for the first time - it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day... will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet - and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing deep fear within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives. And on this day - if your friend and God have not decided it for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you - you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night sky.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or human friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you. But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy filled years, you may find that a soul - a bit smaller in size than your own - seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg - very, very lightly. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when - along with the memory of your pet - and piercing through the heaviness in your heart - there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes to form of a Living Love - It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go - And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone -And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets - It is a Love that we will always possess.
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Surly
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Saddened by your loss.
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FJRay
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I know your pain. Losing our pets sucks. RIP
My deepest sympathy for your loss. They are such good friends and they always depart far too soon.
HotRodZilla
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Aw **** Barry. I'm sorry man. I don't even know what to say. I know how much you love your pets. Gimme a call if you need.
madmike2
Shtirrenuppenmeister
Some parts of life simply S-U-C-K!
The hole in your heart will heal and form a scar and you'll always be able to touch the spot where Turk lived....and she'll always touch you in that same spot.
The hole in your heart will heal and form a scar and you'll always be able to touch the spot where Turk lived....and she'll always touch you in that same spot.
FJR-RemingtonRider
Their Sunset / My Sunrise
Sorry for the family's loss.
CAJW
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Sorry for your loss. Why can't they last longer? I still miss my buddy. Jake, a 90 lb. Dalmation, we lost July 11, 2001. It just ain't fair!
Jer
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From someone who has lost a couple of those lovable kids, please accept my sympathy and understanding of your loss.
RaYzerman19
Go Wings!
Sorry to hear this Barry. Give a hug to Ms. Bust for me too!
Bustanut joker
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Thanks to all who have expressed their feelings. It means a lot right now...
But my best memory of her?
Firmly attached to Odots nutsack area via teeth the first year he was here. She'd just delivered and he walked in...
Odot with 29 pounds of dog hanging from his leather clad, *** less chaps balls?
Priceless!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gonna really miss her
But my best memory of her?
Firmly attached to Odots nutsack area via teeth the first year he was here. She'd just delivered and he walked in...
Odot with 29 pounds of dog hanging from his leather clad, *** less chaps balls?
Priceless!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gonna really miss her
not2shabby
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Aw man, that sucks, I know.
But the mental picture you just gave me is priceless!
But the mental picture you just gave me is priceless!
dcarver
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Tears. Iirc, me shared a bed with the pup when I was there at your home.
I grieve w you and family.
I grieve w you and family.
TomInPA
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I have a 12 year old cat with a terminal fibrosarcoma taking synthetic opiate pain killers, and a 13 year old Golden Retriever limping around the house, unable to hear or see. We are close. My heart goes out to you, but I'm sure turk shared a great life with you, and properly did his share to herd and protect the errant sheep that wandered into the territory. Regardless of the pain in losing these friends, we are richer for sharing our lives with them. My sincere condolences for your family loss.
Bugnatr
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:lol2: :lol2: One hell of a great story, obviously she was one very smart dog.
Dang pets can really work into our hearts.
worldbound4now
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I too am close to where you both are/have been. I have a 11 year old arthritis ridden girl and a 12 y.o. first family pet with terminal neurofibrosarcoma after 6 years of treatment, surgeries, and watchful waiting with some of the best family years ever. We finally got to a point where curative intervention was not an option. Palliative care for now..... it tugs hard on the heart strings just thinking about it.
My heart goes out to you.
worldbound4now
