I said goodbye to my 13 1/2 year old greyhound today...
I'm so so sorry that you lost your best friend today. My doberman Zeus is my best friend and helping me through a really dark time right now. Our animals bring us so much comfort and joy. It's so heartbreaking when we must say goodbye to them. I'm sending you hugs and peace.
So very sorry for your loss .... My pets have seen me through the darkest times and I know my doberman Jade was sent from God two years ago as He pulled me from the grips of depression ... One of Jades best friends is a beautiful greyhound named Cairo, they are such regal dogs. My heart aches for you
Sending big hugs to you Freedom. I love animals and have had to watch a few be put down myself. Such a hard but loving thing to do. What a lucky dog to have such a loving family to be part of. They are part of the family!
Ohhhh DeVon I do know how hard it is to let these gentle creatures go......I only have one of my sweet greyhounds left now. I have no doubt that Randy gave you so much love and affection in his very gentle way. And now he's running full speed.......there is no joy like the joy of a greyhound running free.
I am so sorry for the loss of your sweet fur baby.
gentlest of hugs
ke
I am so sorry for the loss of your sweet fur baby.
gentlest of hugs
ke
Thank you so much everyone for your kind words. They bring me much comfort.
The rest of the canine crew (4 mixed breeds, 1 Westie) are readjusting as am I to the absence of Randy's presence.
I never was an aficionado of any particular breed for many years as all of my canine compadres had been rescues who were all mixed breeds. Then Bart walked into my life in 1998, and when I lost him the next year, I realized not only how much I missed him, but I also missed the gentle spirit and elegant presence this breed brought into my life.
I have never been without a greyhound (or two) in my life since 1998. It is tough right now.
As much as my heart aches without a greyhound in the pack, now is not the time to acquire another.
I lost my part-time job almost a year ago now as the client I was caring for was moved out of town by family to be closer to them.
My small town of 3000 still has a tanked economy, and despite my best efforts, I have been unable to find work in the same field (direct support worker). My monthly disability check will not support a new canine crew member at this time.
Fortunately my youngest daughter has a greyhound mix, Sissy, and I love her and she loves me. I see her every day as I take care of Amber's dogs while she is at work, and Amber often brings Sissy with her when she comes over to spend time with me. That does ease some of my pain.
Like others have mentioned, my fur kids have been with me through the worst and best of times. They have kept me going in my darkest hours, which have been many over the years.
They are an integral part of my recovery, and for that I am incredibly grateful.
Randy and I found each other when he was 4 1/2, so I had 9 incredible years with him.
My grand old dame, Lori Ann, also lived to 13 1/2, so I must be doing something right, along with the loving presence of a higher power in my life.
Thank you again for your kindness, and when I am healed more, I may share Randy's story with all of you as his journey through life was amazing.
Hugs to each and every one of you.
The rest of the canine crew (4 mixed breeds, 1 Westie) are readjusting as am I to the absence of Randy's presence.
I never was an aficionado of any particular breed for many years as all of my canine compadres had been rescues who were all mixed breeds. Then Bart walked into my life in 1998, and when I lost him the next year, I realized not only how much I missed him, but I also missed the gentle spirit and elegant presence this breed brought into my life.
I have never been without a greyhound (or two) in my life since 1998. It is tough right now.
As much as my heart aches without a greyhound in the pack, now is not the time to acquire another.
I lost my part-time job almost a year ago now as the client I was caring for was moved out of town by family to be closer to them.
My small town of 3000 still has a tanked economy, and despite my best efforts, I have been unable to find work in the same field (direct support worker). My monthly disability check will not support a new canine crew member at this time.
Fortunately my youngest daughter has a greyhound mix, Sissy, and I love her and she loves me. I see her every day as I take care of Amber's dogs while she is at work, and Amber often brings Sissy with her when she comes over to spend time with me. That does ease some of my pain.
Like others have mentioned, my fur kids have been with me through the worst and best of times. They have kept me going in my darkest hours, which have been many over the years.
They are an integral part of my recovery, and for that I am incredibly grateful.
Randy and I found each other when he was 4 1/2, so I had 9 incredible years with him.
My grand old dame, Lori Ann, also lived to 13 1/2, so I must be doing something right, along with the loving presence of a higher power in my life.
Thank you again for your kindness, and when I am healed more, I may share Randy's story with all of you as his journey through life was amazing.
Hugs to each and every one of you.
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