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23 Jun 2009
As most of you know I lost my Sammie girl, a black and white sheltie who was 3 1/2 years old exactly 18 days ago. The past few weeks have been the most difficult of my life since my mom died 6 years ago on the same day, June 5th. In some ways this was harder for me. Maybe it was the shock of coming home from vacation and finding out she had died and hadn't been sick or maybe it was the fact I've never felt or given a love like that. I've cried, screamed, sobbed, hyperventilated, threw up, yelled at my family, drank too much a few nights, took Ambien to sleep, put her collar under my pillow, put pictures everywhere around my house and I write letters to her in my journal. I also ordered her a marble headstone and they are etching her picture in it. Her grave site has beautiful stones around it and flowers. I can now make it through the day without crying. Somehow I feel guilty about not crying as if I've moved on and that's not right. I think I feared moving on as if it might mean I loved her less or stopped loving her. Rediculous!!!! That's just the grief talking. Most friends don't understand but you all do and I am so thankful for each and everyone of you that has helped me through the past 18 days.

I now have a dilemna that I know will come with very different advice but I want to write about it anyway if for no other reason than it seems to give me some peace to put my feelings down. Two of my kids came to me early last week and said they wanted to get another puppy. I was MAD, whew was I mad at them. They let me rant and rave for awhile and this is what my quiet, reserved 12 year old said to me. "Nothing will bring Sammie back. She loved you and she loved us and she knew how much we loved her. Sammie would be hurt if she knew how sad you were. She always wanted to make you happy". At that point I was sobbing pretty hard. My other 12 year old who is very outspoken said, "Mom, you need another dog to love. It won't replace Sammie. The new dog will be different and you will love her because that's what you do, you love animals". They begged me to think about it and I told them I would. The very next day, my friend, the one who Sammie was with when she died, told me she found us a puppy on puppyfind.com. In fact, she said she found litter mates, girls. I yelled at her a bit too. Then she told me that she's know me for 20 years and when she lost her sheltie a few years ago the only thing that helped her get through it was having her other sheltie to love. She thinks I need that too. So, then I called my dad and my brother and my other best friend and they all said they think I should.

I'm scared. What is I resent the dog(s) b/c they aren't as loving as Sammie or as smart or whatever? These puppies are also shelties, black, white and a little tan and remind me of Sammie so much. They come from a breeder in Alabama which is a few hours from me. I've talked to him and he is a wonderful man who's been doing this for 20 years because he loves the breed. My husband thinks that the puppies will be different enough in their personalities, size and stuff that I won't compare them to Sammie. I have to admit to you all I am excited about getting puppies but I am fearful and nervous all the same. Then I think will I stop mourning Sammie? Would she be happy that we are bringing new little ones into her house? A million thoughts are in my mind. The owner of the puppies said he would give me a few days to think about it and they wouldn't be ready until July 3rd.

What are you thoughts, everyone, the good, bad, anything. I'm really struggling. Thanks so much.
11 Jun 2009
My name is Melanie and I just lost the greatest love of my life. My Sheltie, Sammie "girl" who was 3 1/2 years old died last Saturday morning. I was on vacation and when I left her she was fine and when I got off the cruise ship to call my friend who was taking care of her I found out she was gone. She had a very bad incidence of pancreatitis about 2 years ago and ever since she would have "spells" for a day that she was lethargic, possibly throwing up and weak. The vet and I both thought it was just part of a pancreatitis flair up. I would give her doggie ensure, boil hamburger and rice and nurse her back and it never lasted long and she was running and playing again. All this time we now know it wasn't pancreatitis, it was Addison's Disease. It is a disease most often found in famale dogs around the age of 4. This aweful disease attacks their adrenal glands and their bodies don't produce cortisone and other chemicals. She had what's referred to as an Addison's Crisis where the attack was so bad that it shut down her kidneys, caused her to have seizures and finally her heart stopped. It is hard to diagnose b/c it presents itself in ways related to so many other things. If you are lucky and diagnose it early then you can put your dog on medicine and they can lead a heathly life. I tell you all this so that you will be aware of this and maybe save one of your fur kids. I have had lots of pets buried them, euthanized them and actually watched one get hit by a car but all of them combined haven't hurt like losing Sammie. I can't stop crying. I've cried so hard I actually threw up what little I had eaten. My face is pealing from the salt in my tears. I can't eat without throwing up or running to the bathroom. I can't sleep without waking up crying or screaming. It hurts to breath. I have to concentrate to breath. She was MY dog. My kids loved her and my husband loved her but she was my soulmate. She was everywhere I was. I took her to work everyday the first 6 months of her life. She was in every room I went in. She slept with me. She ran errands with me. We had rituals, we had fun, we shared everything. She was my happy place when all else sucked. She was the greatest joy in my life. I love my family don't get me wrong but I have 3 teenagers that don't necessarily want to be around me and a wonderful husband who is trying to build a new business so .....Sammie was always there for me. That dog understood me and tried to talk, literally would make many different kinds of noises when I talked to her. She woke me up every morning by putting her nose to my nose and staring me down until I would wake up to play with her. She waited for me to get out of the shower. She wouldn't go into my room at night to go to bed until I walked down the hall and she went with me. She was my life and now I don't know how to live. It's day 5 and I can make it about 30 minutes without a major cyring episode. Staying busy at work isn't helping, talking about it isn't helping. I actually wanted to go to sleep and not wake up the first 3 days b/c the pain is unbearable. Nothing in my life makes any sense. I can't keep a straight thought together. I walk into a room in my house for something and forget why I'm there. I couldn't remember how to do the laundry last night. I really thought I had lost my mind until I read other folks reactions to their losses and learned that this is normal. I am playing the could have should have game too. I'm trying to stop it b/c it won't help or bring my girl back to me. I feel guilty b/c I wasn't here for her when she needed me the most but I'm trying to believe that God knew I couldn't handle that part. I feel guilty I was off having fun and she was dying. I hate the world right now. I can't imagine being truly that happy again. I've been through a lot in the past several years: I had cancer twice and a stem cell tranplant, a divorce, my daughter lost a kidney, my mom died of cancer, my dad had cancer twice (he survived), I buried my very loved cat, Lewis, and I went through HELL at work the last 18 months. I'm a financial advisor with a company that changed names, systems and everything else twice. All were hard and I've been strong. I was able to cope and get a grip until now. I feel hopeless. I feel lost. I can't function. I miss her so much, she's all I can think about. I found her collar last night (my kids had hid it from me b/c they knew it would hurt). It smelled like her and I just sat on our couch and smelled it for hours. I put it under my pillow last night so she felt close to me. My husband built her a casket on Monday. I put the quilt from my childhood in there for her with her favorite pillow (she always had to lay her head on a pillow) her favorite toys and our family picture which she was in too. My husband picked her up from the vet hospital and put her in the casket so I didn't have to see her like that. My son used the tractor and dug her grave. Eight of my closest friends came over and we buried her at 6:00 Monday night in our back yard where she loved to play. I go home from work each night and sit by her grave and talk to her. I scream, throw things and cry. I just want to be as close to her as possible. I will keep reading posts as I need you all. My family and friends love me but I don't think they understand the depth of my pain. Thank you so much for taking time to share my grief with me and for the love you have all given to your furry kids.
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