I think about it on occasion with my cats and then I sit there and bawl. But there is a poem that helps people cope. Its called rainbow bridge.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
2006-07-30 07:06:12
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answered by Manny 2
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Actuall just had that happen last year to my baby girl. WHat hurt the most was that I wasn't there when she got sick and eventually died (she lived with my parent's and I live 300miles away). It was the hardest week of my life. Her kidneys and liver failed and she died after a week of being diagnosed. It was terrible; I have never cried so much in my life. I know it is kind of wierd to think of this. I mean, I know she was just a dog, but my family had her since she was 6wks old and she died at the age of 12. I had her through my 'formidable years' as well as those crap years of being a strange teenager in a preppy high school. I miss her so much, even now.
A few weeks after she died, I adopted my current dog Indiana Jones. It seems heartless to look at other dogs right after mine died, but I didn't want to grieve. I wanted to spend that engery I would have given to grieving and feeling like crap towards giving love to a dog that had been thrown away and abandoned. That is why I got my Indy. I know she looks down on Indy and I, and as wierd as it is to say, I think she channels him a bit b/c every now and again, he'll do something that Noelle (my old dog) use to do all the time.
2006-07-30 16:10:40
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answered by marquise_hari 2
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I had my Maltese Winston since I was 11 years old and he was a constant companion through out the years. Into he's 15th year you could tell it was harder for him to move around and he was experiencing a lot of pain, everyone kept telling me that I would have to face the fact that he wasn't going to be around much longer.
We just put him down a month ago because he was suffering so bad, I did not feel guilty because he had such a great life and I couldn't bear to watch him suffer anymore.
I just think of all the joy and fun times we shared.
I think his brother Wrecks was the most devastated as he wandered around the house for days and refused to eat at first, but as time past he accepted it as well, it's the way life goes....
2006-07-30 07:14:06
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answered by Anonymous
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Just remember to live life now and enjoy it. Give your doggie a big hug and a couple of cookies for being there for you. Take an extra walk. Keep making those memories and take lots of pictures so that one day you can remember the good times and, with the pics, see them too.
I am constantly impressed by those unique individuals who have the strength to adopt senior pets. They are aware that time is precious but they only have love to give. Congrats to all you senior owners!!
2006-07-30 07:24:32
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answered by Johanna T 2
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Have already been through it three times, and it's not been easy. Always had to decide when to put the dog down. Unfortunately, they never died of old age.
Very tough and sad, but you need to do what must be done (if you're in the position where you have to make that decision).
Still love and miss those 3 wonderful pets. But have great memories of them.
2006-07-30 07:10:20
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answered by 60s Chick 6
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Yes-and I pray it's due to old age, not some accident. If the quality of his life ever leaves a lot to be desired, then, I'll be glad to put him out of his misery. He'll be pain free and in a better place. It would be selfish of us to keep our best friend here in pain. Hopefully, we would do the right thing for the animal.
2006-07-30 07:04:28
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answered by Peggy M 3
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I have a Lab that's 7ish. When the time comes, a part of me will die. I know that in the end, he will be cremated and I will bury the cremains on my property. Don't like to think about it, but death is a fact of life.
2006-07-30 20:13:37
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answered by kaschweigert 3
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I have thought of it and lived through it. One the hardest days of my life.
2006-07-30 07:01:20
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answered by Anonymous
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hoping will never come, i already lived a day that another dog of mine has died, it was like 1 year old.......
2006-07-30 07:13:10
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answered by moarteainvacanta 2
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my husband & i talk about when that day does come and we do think about it as well.
2006-07-30 07:06:13
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answered by Anonymous
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