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Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 32 Joined: 24-February 06 Member No.: 1,440 ![]() |
I guess I should have known that I would fall apart when I finally got the call that I could pick up my Baby's ashes. I was beginning to worry that they had lost her, and I really couldn"t take losing her again. But now I don't think I can go get that llittle bag with the little box inside. I'm sorry I'm being depressive, just sad and had to vent.
Thanks: Cindi |
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![]() Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 35 Joined: 22-February 06 Member No.: 1,434 ![]() |
I know how you feel. It was just 2 short weeks ago - although it seems so much longer - that we put our 7 1/2 old down. My husband picked him up on Wednesday and I thought I couldn't wait to hold him again. But when I did, all I could do was sob. I couldn't believe my Roo Roo was now just ashes and in a plastic container. He was such a big boy and now reality has really set in that I will never touch him again. However, this morning I talked to him like I use to when I was getting ready to leave for work and it was (kind of) like he was there and that made me feel better. I put him in a central location, so I can always see him.
I thought I was doing better until then. Now I've started to cry when I think of him again. I'm hoping that once I can get him up the the lake and bury him, have some kind of ceramony for him, then I can finally put some closure to it all. It is getting easier, day by day, but some days are just like it was yesterday. I know 2 weeks is not a long time, but it sure seems like it. |
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