Comments on: Goodbye, Silky, I Love You So Much

By: ~J~

~J~ — Mon, 01 Oct 2007 05:49:03 +0000

Thank you, Mary M.

We had 3 dogs at the beginning of this year and now we have one.

I’ll be sixty years old in a few days and my husband is over sixty, so when this dog and our 17 year old cat go we don’t intend to replace them. I would hate to die and leave them behind.

We have gotten some guinea pigs for our grandchildren to have as pets at our house along with our dog and cat, but that’s probably the extent of our pet owning days.

When my husband’s father died he had a mean dog and he was old and not in good health. We tried to place him because we knew he wouldn’t be a fit in our home or with our children since they had children. We ended up having to have him put to sleep too. If he didn’t bite we would have kept him.

By: mary m

mary m — Mon, 01 Oct 2007 05:34:32 +0000

My heart breaks for you. We have lost two dogs in the not distant past–one to possible poisoning by someone, and my beloved Fluffy, due to old age. Fluffy died on the floor by my feet–not in any apparent pain, and it broke my heart. We adopted her from the Humane Society 15 years ago, and she was the sweetest, kindest, best friend one could ever want. It has been a few months now, and my daughter is giving me a Keeshond puppy for Christmas (although we will actually get her next week). God bless her–she is using her Christmas money from her grandparents and others for this gift, even though I tried to discourage her. I hope you are right, and I will someday be reunited with Fluffy, Gabby, Agnew, Softy, Taffy, Gynx, and Phoebe one day. They have lightened my load on this earth, dogs and cats alike. God has been very gracious to us, creating such wonderful creatures who can be our beloved companions.

God bless you, J, as you grieve the loss of your dear Silky. You are in my prayers.

By: SonnyJim

SonnyJim — Mon, 01 Oct 2007 02:45:23 +0000

My condolences for your loss. I’ve had a few pets come and go through my life. None touches my dog Bloody (no, no, he was not an exceptionally fierce character unless you were a raccoon; Capt Blood don’t you know, as in Errol Flynn). He was my constant companion in the woods, my heat-sharing partner in the cold winters of upstate New York and the one who was always there at the end of the driveway waiting for me to get home from school. He left us after I left home for the Marines. I still miss him thirty years later.

By: Renee P

Renee P — Sun, 30 Sep 2007 02:20:46 +0000

There are three sets of ashes lovingly placed on top of my dresser: two were my hearthounds, Beowulf and Grendel, a pair of Irish Wolfhounds. The third was my daughter’s hearthound, Blade, a lovely shepherd/greyhound mix we adopted from the shelter.There are countless memories of furry angels that have graced my life over the years. When I think of my beloved companions I will think of your dear Silky too.

By: Pat

Pat — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 23:09:15 +0000

Please accept my condolensces on Silky’s loss. When we lost a beloved pet my Mom used to say “It’s better to have loved and lost them than never to have had them at all.”

Pat

By: Shirley

Shirley — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 20:28:29 +0000

I’m truly sorry for your loss. I too am an animal lover.

Something you might enjoy reading is Mark Levin’s book entitled Rescuing Sprite. You can read more about it on his web site. Mark’s going to donate a portion of his proceeds
from the sale of the book to animal shelters.

God bless you and your family.

By: daughter of patriots

daughter of patriots — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 19:53:06 +0000

We lost a much beloved Lucy last summer. A chocolate lab, she was patient, kind, loving, obedient, truly a gift from the Lord. One of a kind. I feel your grief.

By: Obi's Sister

Obi's Sister — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 18:54:35 +0000

So Sad. We already argue who will have to make the call to our College Girl when our precious little Shih-tzu goes. I t won’t be me….I will have taken to my bed.

Hang in there - remember the sweet memories.

By: ~J~

~J~ — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 18:05:08 +0000

I am overwhelmed by the outpouring of support on the death of our precious Silky. It will take time to adjust but we know the right thing was done for her. It happened so quickly and she was slipping so fast we could see the change and I believe she was in the process of dying anyway. It was her time and we just made it easier for her.

Again, a big heartfelt thank you to all who have commented.

By: benning

benning — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 17:45:47 +0000

My sister and I picked a puppy from a litter of german shepherd/collie mix puppies. Our neighbors took a female and we took a male. We named him Toby; they named her Tippy. When I was eighteen Toby had reached a point where I had to lift his hindquarters so he could come in the back door. He was becoming mean - snapping at our grandmother if she got too close to his dinner dish, and other things - and it fell to me to take him to the vet to have him “put to sleep”. Spring of ‘74 it was, and Dad had died the previous September, so I was not in the best of shape emotionally, but trying to keep up a Manly facade.

I took Toby in the car to the Vet, and they led him off on his leash. He looked back at me, and I think he knew he was not coming back. I wish I had hugged him then, but I was trying to keep from turning into a weeping, little girlie-boy, so I said a quiet, “Goodbye, boy,” and watched him go.

When I got back in the car and headed home the radio was on, playing a Beatles tune - “Anytime At All” - and I wept like a baby. I can’t listen to that song to this day, 33 years later, without getting teary.

Our dogs are our brothers or our sisters. They’re kinda stupid, kinda silly, and they love us no matter what we’re like. They’re family.

When they’re gone we miss them, just like a human relation, forever. I miss Toby.

I feel for you, Jeanette.