Rest In Peace, Razor

Razor was a loyal and steadfast horse, friendly to all, and best companion for Diamond and Maggie. On to green pastures and rolling meadows, Razor.

""In partnership with a horse, one is seldom lacking for thought, emotion and inspiration. One is always attended by a great companion." --Charles de Kunffy-

A perfect tribute for Razor, "a great companion."--5/12/87--9/26/07

Mourning For Our Shared Dobiedog Barron

"With more sadness in our hearts than we could imagine, we sent our Barron at the young age of seven to the Bridge this morning. This gentle giant ambassador to the Doberman breed has done a grand job in his seven years of convincing many, many people that Doberdogs are wonderful, intelligent and gentle animals. "

Thus began the email I received from my friend this morning after her beloved Barron went to the Rainbow Bridge. He was suffering with the deplorable bone cancer, and had put up the good fight, but it was time for his suffering to end.

I was never a big fan of Dobermans and such until I met Barron. He had the Doberman lean against your leg, and looked "very ferocious" carrying his stuffed animals in his mouth while waiting to go for a ride in the car. He loved the special doggie treats I baked for him and brought joy to all who met him. He particularly cared for another cancer patient who was bravely fighting the disease. I guess they both understood each other.

He was not my dog, but I think I shared a little bit of him.

I am sure there will be other Dobies in our lives, each with their own special personalities and cute habits.

But there will never be another Barron.

Just Having A Meltdown...

The party is over, everyone is in bed, and I am here all nostalgic and crying over my lost girl, Bailey, who should be here with me at the new year. I thought the crying was over and done with, but it comes back at the oddest times. We bought this new house because of the big yard and trees where she could chase chipmunks. But instead, she is buried in the back yard under a St. Francis statue. Oh well, thanks for indulging me in this moment of weakness. Take care of all your furry friends and please pet them and give them kisses for me tonight...

Ok Now I Am Ready.

Ok, now I am ready for this. I just need to do this tonight and then let it go. Our precious little girl, Bailey, left this earth all too soon, and unexpectedly, on September, 26, 2005. That day began like any other--me going to work, leaving treats, and returning at 3 o'clock. Bailey was her regular self--older at the age of 10 for a Sheltie--but with several good years left--or so I thought. She was chasing the motorcycle sounds coming through the windows, and sitting at our feet as usual. Then, about 7 o'clock something unusual happened. She went downstairs, and would not come up until I carried her. I got on the floor, looked into those beautiful blue eyes, and something was missing. I petted her, told her she was a good dog, rubbed her ears, and called for my husband. Something was wrong. Two hours later, he returned from the vet with the words, "She is gone." Bailey was a special dog, a therapy dog for 8 years at a nursing home with brothers and half-sisters who made it to Westminster. But to us, she was just our dog. Hopefully she is at the Rainbow Bridge, playing with all of the other pets whose best friends post here. Thank you to this site for saving my sanity the night she passed.

Well One Week Today.

Well it has been one week since our little Bailey died. We are plugging along, doing what we need to do, but with heavy hearts. I suppose when we get her ashes back, and put her to rest by the lake she loved to run along, maybe some of this unimaginable grief will disappear. Yesterday was particularly a bad day--didn't feel like getting out of bed on a gorgeous autumn day in Pennsylvania. But I am up and about and trying today. Once again, a million thanks for all of the support from the posters on this board. And bless all of your pets who have left you. Give special hugs and kisses to the ones you still have. You never know what the day will bring.