Sad Heart



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  1. I just now was going through my emails. I am so sorry for your loss. Our pets are part of our family. (((hugs)))

    • It was a toughie, but she lived a long life – supposedly 100 in human years. We enjoyed her presence, personality, and love for many, many years. Thanks for the hugs, thoughts, and for stopping by.

  2. They are family. So sorry for your loss. I have always liked this poem (I don’t think the author is known).

    Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

    When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
    There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
    There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

    All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
    The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

    They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

    You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

    Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….

      • The poem is so sad … but so hopeful too. I always think of the way that beloved pets (in my past) would perk up … or tilt their head a certain way when they realize I was home or in the room and I can very much imagine that at the Rainbow Bridge. And, in the meantime, I like to think of them playing, getting into their particular brand of mischief, and having fun!

        • 🙂 We buried her with her favorite toy and her collar & leash (not on but loose in the grave to show that she was in control).

          And yes, the poem is both sad and hopeful.

  3. It’s so hard to lose one of the family like that. Sending happy mojo your way. I always feel them around for a couple of weeks after, as if they are helping me through it.

    • 🙂 Thanks for stopping by. Hard part is not preparing her food when I prepare the dogs’ meals (I have another dog and I’m also keeping my son’s dogs right now until he finds a place to live since his military retirement). It just seems soooooo wrong not to have her dish on the counter with the others.

    • Thanks, Ed
      She was a good dog. Depending on the age calculator used she was about 100 in human years 🙂 so she had a long life. The house seems really empty w/o her.

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