Dreams

For the last two night I have the most awful yet happy dreams.

Last night I dreamt that I dug up Barney's coffin and he was alive .

I was so happy, I took him back into the house and everything was normal again. It seemed like the dream went on for hours. I got up this morning and went downstarirs and my mum had left her coat on the sofa, for a SPLIT second I thought it was Barney.

Barney, In Pictures

Just thought I would share with everyone a few pictures of Barney. I will be scanning in all of my photos at some point, these are the few I took with my camera phone/digicam.




Thats it for now. Except, when we brang Barney back home and he was sleeping on his bed once more, we took a picture of it. I took it to remind me that in the end he was at peace. For me, it isnt upsetting to look at but I understand it could be for other people so I will not post it unless people want to see it. It just looks like he is sleeping, and for me it is much less upsetting than the picture from my ''He's gone'' post, where Barney was looking so desperate and sad.

Anyway there will be much more to follow once I have scanned in all of the photographs.

Bad Situation

Hey, I am sure most of you have read my thread about losing Barney (''He's gone'' post).

Well this Sunday, 6 days after Barney died, my parents are going to get a new Yorkshire puppy.

I am not sure if this is a good or bad thing. It feels like I havent had time to properly adjst to life without Barney, and getting a new puppy may upset me more and cause me to not show it as much love as I did Barney, which just wouldn't be fair on the dog.

HELP!

He's Gone

My Yorkshire Terrier Barney passed away today.

He was nine years old, I have had him since I was 7 (I'm very nearly 18). He was the best friend I have ever had, there every single day, waiting for me and always making me happy. In times of great pain he was there for me, never asking for anything in return.

A few months ago he had a minor stroke, it didn't have a noticeable impact on him though. He was still the same old Barney. Then on Sunday 3rd October when we got up, something was wrong. His eyes didn't shine anymore. He couldnt balance properly, he kept walking into objects and looking confused. He would just aimlessly walk around and kept falling over. It was absolutely devastating to see him like that. Today when I woke up, my parents had taken him to the vet. She said he had experienced a major stroke on the saturday night and that the kindest thing to do would be to put him to sleep. And thats what they did

This was the first pet I ever had. It hurts because I couldn't tell him what was happenning to him, he must have been so scared and confused. I am still in shock, and I hope someday I will see him again.

Here is a picture I took on friday 1st October -



I know its kind of hard to see, but he is just sitting on my bed looking like he always did. He was guarding the bags of food Now here is a picture I took yesterday, 12 or so hours before he died-



He was just laying there with a vacant stare. It wasn't Barney. I feel so bad whenever I see that picture, it breaks my heart.

Just wanted to share my story. Thanks for reading.