I buried my baby dog Mork yesterday. She was a Bichon Frise. She was 16 years old. I had her since she was a puppy. She ment everything to me since I am alone most of the time. Right now the house feels so cold and empty and I feel the same way. All my life revolved around Mork from getting up at 5:15AM to after work. As she got older, we put a gate across the stairs so that she would not fall down the stairs. The first thing I notice when I come home is the gate is gone. It breaks my heart. When I would take a shower, she would come in and lick the water off the shower door. The first shower that I took after she died, I could not make it. I am sitting here with tears streaming down my face as I am writing this. She was such a character. She would run across the top of the couch. She loved to go riding. Each time we went for a ride, we stopped and got a hamburger. I loved her so much and I know that she loved me just the same. She had to be by my side every step of the way. When she heard the car come in the driveway, she would jump on the table in front of the window to watch for me to come in. She would then be waiting for me to come up the steps, tail wagging and wiggling, excited to see me. The last years she started getting sick. My vet and I tried everything we could, giving her vitamins and medical treatments. I just could not see how sick she was.

I wanted to try everything because I couldnt let her go. I finally realized one night after she had been up all night that she could not go on. She could hardly bark. Her death was peaceful. She laid in my arms and then just went to sleep. Now I can't stand this house. I am under doctors care but it is not helping. It is so painful. I loved her so much. I start back to work next week and I am dreading it. I have to come back to this empty house without my baby dog Mork. People have told me to take some time and get another pet. Another pet is not an option as my husband has forbidden it because he does not care for animals in the home.

I do not know how I am going to go on. She was my life. I will never again feel the softness of her fur or be able to hold her. I can not believe that this has happened and now I am alone. My baby dog is gone forever.

I am so sorry for the loss of your precious Mork. She sounds like she was a real doll and just as spoiled as my little girls. I could not be without more babies in my life it would break my heart. Maybe your husband will relent and let you have one later on. Please come and talk more with us, we will help you all we can. We are all in this grief and pain together. Once again I am just so sorry for your loss.
Ann

I'm very sorry to hear about Mork passing. We lost our Sam almost four months ago and the emptiness in the house is indescribable. You have come to the right place. Few people can appreciate the depth of your loss, maybe even your husband. The folks at this forum have gone through what you have and understand how terribly difficult it is. They are not going to tell you that you'll get over it, you need a new dog etc. Hopefully one day you and your husband can come to an understanding of your need to love a dog. I'm campaigning now for a new dog...my husband took our Sam to the vet and is still having a difficult time with it but I think he knows we need a new dog to love to make our lives complete. It will happen soon I'm sure. Sam took a piece of my heart that will never be replaced but I know that it will get easier with time. It will for you too. I wish you the very best. Post a picture of Mork if you have one.We'd love to see it.
Barbara and Sam 1/10/05

You Poor Dear ~ My heart goes out to you in the loss of your dear Mork ~ what a sweet and dear babe of yours ~ to have shared a long 16 years together is so wonderful ~ I understand your sadness and despair as I lost my Tabby girl Amber after nearly 20 years of sharing our lives together also ~ the house does feel empty and dark I know ~ I lit a candle the day she left me and have it burning each night to symbolize how we are still burning brightly together forever in my heart. Please know that you are NOT alone ~ your sadness and grieving are so understood by all whoe are "here". My grief has been a journey of so many tumultuous things ~ going back to work was hard ~ I returned to work on April 6th after just a little over a week ~ it is a brave thing to do ~ and everyone here will be "there" for you should you need to stop during the middle of the day and "talk" ~ I thank God I found this site and hope that my sincere condolences will help you a little so your house is not quite so dark and empty ~ Take care ~ (((HUGS))) Kathryn

I'm so sorry for your loss of Mork. She sounds absolutely adorable.

I remember all too well the empty feeling of the house after Shiloh died. She would always greet me at the door when I came home from work and lay on the floor outside the bathroom when I showered in the morning...so I can also relate to how you felt after your first shower without Mork and to coming home and not being greeted at the door. The first couple months are very difficult, but you will start to heal. Shiloh has been gone for almost 8 months, and although I still have days when I miss her terribly, that searing pain that you're feeling now has subsided.

Going back to work after Shiloh's death was actually a good thing...it gave me something other than Shiloh to focus on...it was kind of like an emotional break.

You're in my thoughts.
Kathleen

Dear Morky's Mom,

My deepest sympathy to you on the loss of your precious Mork. As everyone has said, you are not alone.............We all know how you feel and will help you as you travel this most difficult road. I hope in time that your husband changes his mind about getting another pet. You have so much love to give and there are so many animals out there in need of a loving home.

Thinking of you and wishing you strength.

Hugs,
Lynn

Dear Mork's Mom,

How well I remember those first days ... the hardest part is trying to establish a new routine. My deepest sympathies go to you. I wish I had words that would make all the pain go away.

I am sending you hugs across the wires ... have you tried talking to your husband and telling him how sad you are ... maybe he will relent.

Hugs,
Beth

I too am so sorry for your loss. And yes, those first days and weeks of trying to get used to a new routine are very hard. You just go one day at a time. THere is no timeline or definitive path in the grieving process...but in time, the pain does fade. I am 6 weeks into and doing much better, although at times, I cry at the drop of a hat. We all here understand and there is no way you would be ready to "get another dog" right now.
As for work, I too took the week of when Jasmine died. It helped a lot. I also dreaded going back but it wasn't as bad as I made it out to be in my mind. It does help to focus your attention elsewhere, even if for a little while. I think that the grieving process is all about putting it aside for a while, and coming back to it when it's time. Right now I know it's so fresh, the pain is consuming. It's okay though. Give yourself this week to feel the sadness, and then you'll be better able to face a new day next week.
Take care
Audrey