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Dear...you fought a good battle...you never complained...in the end we won...where you are now, there is no cancer. I love you always...mommy
Sweet handsome brave boy. I am so sorry he's gone.
Iam so very sorry. 
I'm at a loss for words. I'm very sorry. Run free Dear!!!
Oh my goodness, I thought he was getting better. I am so sorry for your lost. He is now with Toby, and I'm sure he will keep an eye on him. Sending prayers your way. 
He was doing good until I guess Sunday, he stopped eating. I had to poke food down his throat & make him swallow.
I had noticed his tummy pertruding out...but yet his backbone & hips & ribs were still showing.
Wednesday night I noticed he labored when he breathed. My vet said the cancer had moved to the lungs.
Last night when he refused ice cream...and turned away to sleep & I could hear him breathing from another room...I knew it was time.
It made me sick to my stomach the other afternoon when I went to give him a hot dog & he refused it. I found a 1/2 eaten hot dog outside where he had started eating it & couldn't finish.
I found where he had thrown up water this morning, and there was 2 blood clots on the rug...this was after I came home from the vet.
I wish I could have done more, I wish we could find a cure for cancer.
I do feel honored that he loved me and that I was with him to the very end.
I had noticed his tummy pertruding out...but yet his backbone & hips & ribs were still showing.
Wednesday night I noticed he labored when he breathed. My vet said the cancer had moved to the lungs.
Last night when he refused ice cream...and turned away to sleep & I could hear him breathing from another room...I knew it was time.
It made me sick to my stomach the other afternoon when I went to give him a hot dog & he refused it. I found a 1/2 eaten hot dog outside where he had started eating it & couldn't finish.
I found where he had thrown up water this morning, and there was 2 blood clots on the rug...this was after I came home from the vet.
I wish I could have done more, I wish we could find a cure for cancer.
I do feel honored that he loved me and that I was with him to the very end.
Run free with the greys there hun.
to Snowyxxx
Hilda
He is with out pain and I bet he up there getting scritches off of my son Al.
He is with out pain and I bet he up there getting scritches off of my son Al.
Race with the wind sweetheart
Hilda this was sent to me when we lost our first Greyhound Shadow
The Spirit Of A Greyhound
I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat,
and the spirit of a Greyhound was lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark eyes, ancient wisdom shining through.
in the essence of his being, I saw the love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day,
and he told me of this story about a place so far away.
As I stood upon that hillside in a field of blowing wheat,
in a twinkling of a second his spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease, all my fears did fade away
about what lay ahead of me on another distant day.
"I live among God's creatures now in the heavens of your mind,
so do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue, my leash a shooting star.
my boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined,
but I'm free to roam God's heavens among the Greyhound kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud gentle breezes rocking me,
and dream the dreams of earthlings, and how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats, and tennis balls abound,
and milk bones line the walkways just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up, the grass all lush and green;
and everyone who gaits around becomes the Best of Breed.
For we're all winners in this place; we have no faults, you see.
and God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with gold, my world a beauty to behold;
and wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in angel's arms, her wings protecting me,
and moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent and you stand at Heaven's gate,
have no fear of loneliness-- for here, you know, I wait."
-Author Unknow
The Spirit Of A Greyhound
I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat,
and the spirit of a Greyhound was lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark eyes, ancient wisdom shining through.
in the essence of his being, I saw the love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day,
and he told me of this story about a place so far away.
As I stood upon that hillside in a field of blowing wheat,
in a twinkling of a second his spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease, all my fears did fade away
about what lay ahead of me on another distant day.
"I live among God's creatures now in the heavens of your mind,
so do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue, my leash a shooting star.
my boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined,
but I'm free to roam God's heavens among the Greyhound kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud gentle breezes rocking me,
and dream the dreams of earthlings, and how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats, and tennis balls abound,
and milk bones line the walkways just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up, the grass all lush and green;
and everyone who gaits around becomes the Best of Breed.
For we're all winners in this place; we have no faults, you see.
and God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with gold, my world a beauty to behold;
and wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in angel's arms, her wings protecting me,
and moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent and you stand at Heaven's gate,
have no fear of loneliness-- for here, you know, I wait."
-Author Unknow
That is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.
Its funny, not in a ha ha way, that I thought of Al this morning...I bet he was standing at the gate motioning Dear to come on...and beside Al was Pegasus, Bool, Brogan, Bones, Racer & Sadie-Grey....and so many others that have cross before him.
Its funny, not in a ha ha way, that I thought of Al this morning...I bet he was standing at the gate motioning Dear to come on...and beside Al was Pegasus, Bool, Brogan, Bones, Racer & Sadie-Grey....and so many others that have cross before him.
Hilda you are very welcome there are more poems I have posted at The Rainbow Bridge site
I am not going to say I know how you feel as I am not you but I can say I know how it feels to lose a beloved greyhound as I have lost 4. My first Shadow, Phawn, Penny and last but not least Dart. I know I will be losing more and it does not get any easier and I do know Softee is here with me on borrowed time. Your boy had a greyt home with you and he could not of gotten any better care than what you gave him. Just think that he is racing the wind now at the Bridge with green grass and if he wants to play in the snow there will be plenty there for him to roll in.
I grieve and cry with you so you are not alone in your grief
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I am not going to say I know how you feel as I am not you but I can say I know how it feels to lose a beloved greyhound as I have lost 4. My first Shadow, Phawn, Penny and last but not least Dart. I know I will be losing more and it does not get any easier and I do know Softee is here with me on borrowed time. Your boy had a greyt home with you and he could not of gotten any better care than what you gave him. Just think that he is racing the wind now at the Bridge with green grass and if he wants to play in the snow there will be plenty there for him to roll in.
I grieve and cry with you so you are not alone in your grief
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I am so sorry for your loss of Dear. He was muched loved and I know he is at the Rainbow Bridge running and playing. I am sure our Zeus and Annie met him there and they are playing and having fun.
Run Free Dear.
He was muched loved and I know he is at the Rainbow Bridge running and playing. I am sure our Zeus and Annie met him there and they are playing and having fun.Run Free Dear.
i'm so sorry for you loss
I'm so sorry
Dear was the kind of dog that made me laugh. He had alot of personality & he knew how to use it to get what he wanted. He some how thought he was a lap dog too. Especially when I was on the computer or watching tv. It would be w/out warning...he'd come over & he'd put his head in my lap...then slowly...a foot. By the time the foot appeared, I would have gotten the hint...stand up woman & walk to the kitchen...either I'm hungry or I need to go outside. Sometimes I'd just wait & see how far he would get. Once, he had both front legs in my lap & was standing up. 80 lbs!!!
When I had knee replacement, my friends Cynde & Hurricane kept care of 4 of the dogs, the special needs ones. The other 4 went to the adoption kennel to be boarded. Special needs, Snowy who is old, Gabby who has epilepsy, Pipi who has SA & Dear because he was just plain ole special. Hurricane really loved Dear.
Cynde came over at night when she got off work, 2 friends of our Evelyn & Bill came over in the morning to do turn out. Hurricane came over at 3:00 & did turn out & smothered them with treats and runs around the yard.
So when I came home from the hospital & recuperating...every single afternoon at 3:15/3:30...Dear would appear at my bedroom door...Hurricane always let us outside at this time, why can't you?
So I'd get up, using the walker I'd go thru the house & let them out. Dear would make a few laps around the yard & come back in, get on the couch & go back to sleep. That's all he wanted.
From day one, 4 yrs ago...he was full of life. He was a cheerleader! He led the crowd, he was the first wave of the greyhound tsunami! No one can ever take his place...he was one of a kind.
When I had knee replacement, my friends Cynde & Hurricane kept care of 4 of the dogs, the special needs ones. The other 4 went to the adoption kennel to be boarded. Special needs, Snowy who is old, Gabby who has epilepsy, Pipi who has SA & Dear because he was just plain ole special. Hurricane really loved Dear.
Cynde came over at night when she got off work, 2 friends of our Evelyn & Bill came over in the morning to do turn out. Hurricane came over at 3:00 & did turn out & smothered them with treats and runs around the yard.
So when I came home from the hospital & recuperating...every single afternoon at 3:15/3:30...Dear would appear at my bedroom door...Hurricane always let us outside at this time, why can't you?
So I'd get up, using the walker I'd go thru the house & let them out. Dear would make a few laps around the yard & come back in, get on the couch & go back to sleep. That's all he wanted.
From day one, 4 yrs ago...he was full of life. He was a cheerleader! He led the crowd, he was the first wave of the greyhound tsunami! No one can ever take his place...he was one of a kind.
I am so sorry for the loss of Dear ... there are no words to express how sorry. Just please know I keep you and the others who have lost dear ones in my thoughts and prayers daily.
Tara
Tara
What a beautiful tribute Hilda