Author Topic: There's a big hole in my heart tonight (NGC) (Read 9223 times)

lucydad · « **Reply #1 on:** May 24, 2016, 08:00:03 PM »

Nick,

Poodles send licks, tail wags and pack Unity.

oldbike54 · « **Reply #2 on:** May 24, 2016, 08:05:30 PM »

I am so sorry Nick .

Dusty

fotoguzzi · « **Reply #3 on:** May 24, 2016, 08:07:19 PM »

I'm sad..

twowings · « **Reply #4 on:** May 24, 2016, 08:10:00 PM »

His spirit will roam those woods forever...sorry to hear....

cruzziguzzi · « **Reply #5 on:** May 24, 2016, 08:11:05 PM »

I feel for ya - got one on the way out myself.

Todd.

Guzzistajohn · « **Reply #6 on:** May 24, 2016, 08:52:59 PM »

Sorry man, that's a bummer

yrunvs · « **Reply #7 on:** May 24, 2016, 09:07:44 PM »

I know it's a hard thing. Mans best friend.

PJPR01 · « **Reply #8 on:** May 24, 2016, 09:44:36 PM »

Ouch...got an aging Labrador here at my feet, hope he lasts a few more years....beautiful shepherd there...what a great companion.

canuck750 · « **Reply #9 on:** May 24, 2016, 10:00:02 PM »

I am sorry for your loss, the love for an animal is special and the loss can be oh so hard, lost a couple dear ones myself.

groundhog105 · « **Reply #10 on:** May 24, 2016, 10:18:59 PM »

I'm so sorry for your loss. I have been there and it is a big loss. Thought I wouldn't get another dog but in two months I couldn't hold out and got a great cattle dog.

rboe · « **Reply #11 on:** May 24, 2016, 10:20:43 PM »

They never live long enough. Sorry for your loss.

kidsmoke · « **Reply #12 on:** May 24, 2016, 10:42:25 PM »

These days always kill me. So sorry Nick. Simply one of the sweetest things in this life.

Demar · « **Reply #13 on:** May 24, 2016, 10:48:29 PM »

Sorry to hear. They are such great friends.

JeffOlson · « **Reply #14 on:** May 24, 2016, 10:52:58 PM »

Sorry for your loss.

Yukonica · « **Reply #15 on:** May 24, 2016, 11:17:35 PM »

So Sorry. Never is never long enough. Forever exists. Namaste.

guzzi4me · « **Reply #16 on:** May 24, 2016, 11:29:10 PM »

Saying remember the good times is never enough..but we need to..

They are in our lives for a short time but in memories forever

Going to love on our two dogs before going to bed...one of those hugs will be for yours...

Jeff

injundave · « **Reply #17 on:** May 25, 2016, 12:16:30 AM »

Megan and I are very sorry Nick. Our dog Mia sends you a lick of commiseration and support.

Dave

Arizona Wayne · « **Reply #18 on:** May 25, 2016, 01:18:37 AM »

I feel your loss.

The bigger the dog the shorter it's life span. Small dogs live a lot longer.

Zoom Zoom · « **Reply #19 on:** May 25, 2016, 04:48:35 AM »

Sorry Nick.

John Henry

Lotsahorses · « **Reply #20 on:** May 25, 2016, 04:50:32 AM »

They truly move in a different dimension don't they Nick? Being with them gives us a glimpse of it...just the faintest glimpse.
Being a retired Veterinarian I had the good fortune to spend most of my life with them. I lost my 18 year old Beagle mix "Jimmy" just last year-he went to work with me every day. He arrived when he was three having been hit by a car and spent a couple years learning to walk again in a wheel chair like contraption I made but that never dampened his sunny disposition. I miss his extra bit sunshine every damn day...

nick949 · « **Reply #21 on:** May 25, 2016, 05:01:10 AM »

Thanks for all the great support and comments folks. It really does help.
Casey was trouble. She met life full on - always ready for anything. We will miss her.

jas67 · « **Reply #22 on:** May 25, 2016, 05:27:56 AM »

Nick,

So sorry to hear for your loss. Our dogs give us so much joy and love, but leave us too soon. Having just loss our labrador, Hannah, last Friday, I know that big hole in the heart all too well.

Perhaps Casey and Hannah are playing together while they wait for us.

sib · « **Reply #23 on:** May 25, 2016, 06:08:41 AM »

I know that motorcyclists tend to be dog owners, but I can tell you that, having jut lost a beloved cat last Saturday, it hurts when they go, too.

HDGoose · « **Reply #24 on:** May 25, 2016, 06:34:16 AM »

I have had several dogs in my life.

"THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF AN EXTREMELY DISTINGUISHED DOG

by Eugene O'Neill

I, SILVERDENE EMBLEM O'NEILL (familiarly known to my family, friends, and acquaintances as Blemie), because the burden of my years and infirmities is heavy upon me, and I realize the end of my life is near, do hereby bury my last will and testament in the mind of my Master. He will not know it is there until after I am dead. Then, remembering me in his loneliness, he will suddenly know of this testament, and I ask him then to inscribe it as a memorial to me.

I have little in the way of material things to leave. Dogs are wiser than men. They do not set great store upon things. They do not waste their days hoarding property. They do not ruin their sleep worrying about how to keep the objects they have, and to obtain the objects they have not. There is nothing of value I have to bequeath except my love and my faith. These I leave to all those who have loved me, to my Master and Mistress, who I know will mourn me most, to Freeman who has been so good to me, to Cyn and Roy and Willie and Naomi and -- But if I should list all those who have loved me, it would force my Master to write a book. Perhaps it is vain of me to boast when I am so near death, which returns all beasts and vanities to dust, but I have always been an extremely lovable dog.

I ask my Master and Mistress to remember me always, but not to grieve for me too long. In my life I have tried to be a comfort to them in time of sorrow, and a reason for added joy in their happiness. It is painful for me to think that even in death I should cause them pain. Let them remember that while no dog has ever had a happier life (and this I owe to their love and care for me), now that I have grown blind and deaf and lame, and even my sense of smell fails me so that a rabbit could be right under my nose and I might not know, my pride has sunk to a sick, bewildered humiliation. I feel life is taunting me with having over-lingered my welcome. It is time I said good-bye, before I become too sick a burden on myself and on those who love me. It will be sorrow to leave them, but not a sorrow to die. Dogs do not fear death as men do. We accept it as part of life, not as something alien and terrible which destroys life. What may come after death, who knows? I would like to believe with those my fellow Dalmatians who are devote Mohammedans, that there is a Paradise where one is always young and full-bladdered; where all the day one dillies and dallies with an amorous multitude of houris [lovely nymphs], beautifully spotted; where jack rabbits that run fast but not too fast (like the houris) are as the sands of the desert; where each blissful hour is mealtime; where in long evenings there are a million fireplaces with logs forever burning, and one curls oneself up and blinks into the flames and nods and dreams, remembering the old brave days on earth, and the love of one's Master and Mistress.

I am afraid this is too much for even such a dog as I am to expect. But peace, at least, is certain. Peace and long rest for weary old heart and head and limbs, and eternal sleep in the earth I have loved so well. Perhaps, after all, this is best.

One last request I earnestly make. I have heard my Mistress say, "When Blemie dies we must never have another dog. I love him so much I could never love another one." Now I would ask her, for love of me, to have another. It would be a poor tribute to my memory never to have a dog again. What I would like to feel is that, having once had me in the family, now she cannot live without a dog! I have never had a narrow jealous spirit. I have always held that most dogs are good (and one cat, the black one I have permitted to share the living room rug during the evenings, whose affection I have tolerated in a kindly spirit, and in rare sentimental moods, even reciprocated a trifle). Some dogs, of course, are better than others. Dalmatians, naturally, as everyone knows, are best. So I suggest a Dalmatian as my successor. He can hardly be as well bred or as well mannered or as distinguished and handsome as I was in my prime. My Master and Mistress must not ask the impossible. But he will do his best, I am sure, and even his inevitable defects will help by comparison to keep my memory green. To him I bequeath my collar and leash and my overcoat and raincoat, made to order in 1929 at Hermes in Paris. He can never wear them with the distinction I did, walking around the Place Vendome, or later along Park Avenue, all eyes fixed on me in admiration; but again I am sure he will do his utmost not to appear a mere gauche provincial dog. Here on the ranch, he may prove himself quite worthy of comparison, in some respects. He will, I presume, come closer to jack rabbits than I have been able to in recent years.

And for all his faults, I hereby wish him the happiness I know will be his in my old home.

One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also with happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my long happy life with you: "Here lies one who loved us and whom we loved". No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail. "

http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/lastwill.htm

Gliderjohn · « **Reply #25 on:** May 25, 2016, 06:42:24 AM »

So sorry.
GliderJohn

timonbik · « **Reply #26 on:** May 25, 2016, 07:41:56 AM »

It's extremely hard to do, especially so early but please give another loving soul a chance at a great life, adopt a rescue dog. You will be amazed how many personality traits of your old beloved companion will manifest themselves through your new pal, because they develop around us. they become what you want them to be.
My condolences, Tim

Fuzzy · « **Reply #27 on:** May 25, 2016, 07:48:49 AM »

My eyes are filling up. It's hard. I'm sorry.
Kent

oldbike54 · « **Reply #28 on:** May 25, 2016, 07:51:11 AM »

Quote from: sib on May 25, 2016, 06:08:41 AM

I know that motorcyclists tend to be dog owners, but I can tell you that, having jut lost a beloved cat last Saturday, it hurts when they go, too.

Yes it does . While I am more a dog person , there have been a couple of cats that are still missed .

Dusty

leafman60 · « **Reply #29 on:** May 25, 2016, 07:59:08 AM »

Awww, Nick, sorry to read this!

Looks like you guys were very close and had a great time together!

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Author Topic: There's a big hole in my heart tonight (NGC) (Read 9223 times)

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