One More Summer

Buddy, When I was told about your cancer I was devestated. I begged you not to leave me. I prayed for one more summer. I asked you to stay just one more summer, so that you could enjoy the deck we built for our cats (and us humans too) and the yard that looked so perfect for you when we bought this place all those years ago and so that you could relax in the iris as you always loved to. I wanted one more summer I guess, it was for me that I asked you to stay. One more season where we could sit out in the warm, sweet air together and just enjoy our time together.

Thank you Buddy, for staying just one more summer. I will always remember and I will always be grateful. You are my best friend even still and no matter how many others we resuce, no one will ever replace you in my heart. I love and miss you so much my sweet pal.
Please visit me in my dreams.

Christine

My I Recommend A Book To Those In Pain?

I found this book in the winter time when Buddy had been diagnosed with cancer.
It was a tremendous help to me then but I find it to be particularly supportive now that he is gone.

I hope it's okay to post this, I'm not affiliated in any way with the author.

I just LOVE her and think many here will also.

Animals and the Afterlife

True stories of our best friends journey beyond death

By Kim Sheriden



Peace and blessings to all.

I Never Understood The Phrase *final Act Of Love*

Until now.

I didn't quite get why people would refer to euthanasia as a final gift of love. I could only view it as the end of life. Something to dread and avoid at all costs.

After having taken that path with Buddy, I now understand why it is our loving gift to our beloved. To let our special friend go is to put ourselves and our need to have them in our life aside and to do what is best and what is right for our suffering companion.

It has only been 3 days for me, and I do wonder *what if* Buddy were still here with us. Maybe we could have tried to do something else for him to prolong his life. The only comfort I find now that it is done and he is gone, is knowing that we did this for him to end his pain and suffering.

The day of his physical death was his day to soar off. I kept telling him that over and over, that today is your day Buddy, to be free of all this.

I love you and I miss you terribly.

I've Lost My Best Friend

I know I'm not unique in my pain, I've read so many posts here by others who have also lost a beloved friend. I'm so sorry for all of us.

I have this need to continue to talk about my feelings of grief but I sense those at home would like me to stop. No one has said that, but I feel that way. Everyone loved Buddy but he and I had a special bond.

My beloved friend and companion of 13 years, Buddy, died this week on 9/11/06. He had been diagnosed with cancer in late January and was doing really well. But he went into kidney failure and we just couldn't keep putting him through treatments any longer. He seemed so tired.
So we chose to let him go. It was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.

Afterward, when we brought him home and buried him, we saw a rainbow over his grave and shortly thereafter, a moth type butterfly fluttered around my head and followed me for a few feet before flying off toward Buddy's grave. I sense that he was sending me a sign that he is okay and that he survived physical death.

While I find alot of comfort in that, I miss my friend so much I feel sick and can not function. I do not know how I will ever be happy again.