To all of you out there that have lost a beloved fur baby.

Dogs are one of the greatest gifts that God gave to man. Their lives are so simple and pure.
When you hold a dogs head in your hands and look deep into its eyes, you are getting a glimpse of heaven.
Some say that dogs have no soul. When they are gone, they are gone. I disagree. I know that God would not allow such a loving creature to just be gone.
I am sure he wants to enjoy them also. This is probably why their lives are so short compared to humans.
God forbade them the gift of speech, but in return he gave them the gift of unconditional love.
For all of mankinds higher knowledge, unconditional love is something that we humans are sadly missing.
They are our comfort when we feel bad.
They are our bedtime companions.
They are our official door greeters.
They are our protectors.
They are our room re-arrangers.
They are our play-time companions.
They allow us to whisper into their ears our deepest secrets.
They have a natural calming affect on our troubled and busy lives.
They make a house a home.
A long time ago I told my son to never, ever, mistreat a dog. They are really Angels in disguise. I can't imagine my life without dogs in it.
The end of life is always a hard thing for those left behind. Some day the tears will end. If you are like me, it will take a while.
Take comfort in knowing that your wonderful companions loved you unconditionally, and will be waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge.
With sympathy
F.D.

That was beautiful and of course made me cry especially with the pic at the end. It looks like the portrait that was done for me for my preadopted boy who never made it to his forever home.

That is so beautiful.
I was talking to a friend of mine the other night. She's kind of our pet sitter, greyhound holder, extra non-owner volunteer. She comes to all our adoption kennel events. She had a golden retriever who died of old age & the only reason she hasn't gotten a greyhound is she's wanting to get a different house with a flat backyard. She's even meeting me with some friends tomorrow for a fun run because she's off work & wants to come watch the pups run.
I asked her one night how she came home to an empty house...her eyes teared up & she said its hard. Its so lonely sometimes not having a dog. Her brother has a goldie also & she said sometimes she'll go over & get Honey for the weekend.
I can't even stand for one of mine to be gone (out of 8) much less if I didn't have any at all.

When I work or do craft shows it is always hurry home to the babies. I have lost and it does not get any easier no matter what the number. It will be 2 years for Shadow soon and I still cry, Phawn about 18 months, Penny almost a year and Dart about 6 months. There are tears almost every day for them