Over this past week my friend’s dog, Dakota, celebrated his 15th birthday while someone at work had to say goodbye to their dog, Niko. This got me thinking about how important it is that we see how all life matters. Dakota is not just a dog, but a part of my friend’s family and worthy to be celebrated! Niko was not just a dog, but a part of my co-worker’s family and worthy of a time of mourning and remembrance.
I wrote the following poem thinking about these two precious lives. Photos are included of each of them. (Dakota’s mom is a professional photographer).
A pet is not just a pet But one of the best friends you’ll ever get Your comforter, therapist, friend, & baby A pet is so many things including family
They are worthy to be celebrated in a big way To throw a huge party for on their birthday Decorations, friends, photos, and cake These are special memories that we make
It’s Sunday ! Time to kick back, relax, and wish a HAPPYBIRTHDAY to those in heaven.
Losing a loved one…nothing is harder.
I just got together with a friend who lost her dog that she had for 15 1/2 years. I often hear from people that they know I will understand. It’s sad that not everyone can understand how a pet is family and losing them can be as devastating as the loss of a human.
This coming Tuesday is my sister’s birthday. It will be her second birthday in heaven. She would have been 55 years old. I still have to pinch myself and ask if she is really gone. But instead of feeling overwhelmed by sadness, I am going to celebrate her.
The image I made below is for all of us celebrating a loved ones (human and animal) birthday in heaven.
A pet is not just a pet. A pet is a family member. That is exactly what Anders has been to a co-worker of mine.
Anders was added to their family when he was just a kitten. Sadly he passed away this past weekend. My coworker is devastated by this loss and was somewhat embarrassed that she was crying about it. Continue reading →
I came across this post and was so moved by it, I had to share. Tiya Ivy wrote this post after the tragic death of her cat, Henry. She poured her heart out about the pain she was in over Henry’s death and how it happened.
Here is a paragraph from Tiya’s post:
“You see, Henry wasn’t just a run of the mill house cat. He wasn’t just a fixture in the background of our home that came in for feeding and kept to himself. He was an ever-present, loving and very involved member of our family. The night he died, his final act in this world before sneaking past my husband’s feet to get out far too late that evening, was to calm our 4-year-old daughter (who was having a meltdown because she was overtired and didn’t want to go to bed) by laying peacefully beside her until she finally drifted to sleep – as was his way. Every time I had a migraine, he never left my side until the storm had passed, even when I was puking my guts up and writhing in agony. When he came for a cuddle, he didn’t just lie next to you, he insisted on having his paw held. Despite the numerous times they certainly deserved it, he never once raised a claw to either of our girls. The amount of times he would make us laugh on a daily basis is innumerable. He was the physical embodiment of love and patience. He gave us everything he had to give and your actions robbed us of the chance to thank him for choosing to share his life with us before he left this world.”Continue reading →
Coolidge when he was very young (photo taken by Lauren from Eel Creek Chronicles)
Coolidge was one of the rescued kittens from a litter that was found in a field. He was a shy and timid cat, uncertain of his new surroundings, when Lauren and her husband first brought him home. (Lauren’s description sounds similar to what I experienced with Cino when I brought her home). But the patience and love they seem to have had for Coolidge eventually created a beautiful bond. Continue reading →
My neighbor told me a few days ago that her son passed away suddenly. He was only 36. A co-worker and her family had to make the heart-wrenching decision to “put their dog down” recently. Should both be allowed to grieve? Continue reading →