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Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 45 Joined: 9-September 05 Member No.: 1,127 ![]() |
Hi, I haven't been here for awhile. Started a new job.
It has been 3 months today that we had to have our beautiful sweet mixed breed husky put to sleep. I have never missed a human this much after death. Tico was a northern dog and just loved the snow. If anyone ever doubts that dogs feel joy, they should watch a northern dog ( or any dog) romp in the snow. We walked in every season, through all kinds of weather. We loved storms and wind and sun sparkles. But HE taught me how to love the beauty of winter (not the cold). I didn't notice the cold as much when he was with me. All I had to say, was "Walk, Tico", and he would run all over the house til I got my boots on. He jumped over footstools and back again till we were at the door. Then he would tear down the steps with me hanging on for dear life! ! (I sprained a finger once.) Our silent walks took place through the swaying willows that still kept their gold on the last clinging leaves. He pranced through those trees and always kept his eyes on the crows wishing he could catch them. I remember so well the walks around Christmas time because the silence seemed deeper then, like a quiet piano. And we loved the music. And he loved the music. I left on classical music for him when I left the house and I could see it soothed him. Oh how my heart breaks when I think of the peach glow of the setting sun on his ruffling fur in the breeze. His inner joy and happiness matched his outer beauty. I never had a friend like him before. We spent countless hours together. We must have walked a thousand miles together. Sometimes his footsteps fell into mine. Sometimes my footsteps fell into his. I have posted a poem for him on the tributes page. Thanks for listening. I swear that on some of our walks, I could see that dog smile. peace Cathi |
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Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 27 Joined: 9-December 04 Member No.: 601 ![]() |
It is so true that all animals feel happiness and sadness. My old boy Jacob, who was half ##er spaniel and half springer spaniel was always so happy when he was outside in either the long grass in the fields or in the snow. He would just spring up and down and look back at you and smile, like it was one of the best things in the world to be doing. Boy do I miss that dog.
![]() LouAnn Needham Mother to: Jacob - doggy angel (08/1982-05/1999), Smokey - kitty angel (12/1987-09/2004), Quinton - doggy (07/1998), Phoenix - kitty (03/2003), Tyler - kitty (04/2004) & BobCat - kitty (07/2004) |
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