A March Mourning,
( written for my mini schnauzer Bo, March 1994 - March 2005)
It was just another work day,
as usual my Bo would again stay,
alone in our house to wait,
and I would hurry home not wanting to be late,
because my Bo he was sick you see,
his little heart wasn't what it used to be,
I looked for him in the window in his usual place,
but I did not see his happy face,
I opened the door it was quiet inside,
I rounded the corner and saw where he had died,
my Bo was asleep no more would he greet me,
I cried out oh god please don't let this be,
My Bo is gone now and I mourn every day,
please god take care of him every night I pray,

Oh, that is so sweet and soo, soo sad. I am sorry. I remember all your beautiful stories/writings about your little Bo and your love for Bo.
Marcia

It is said there is a purpose for everything,
reasons will sometimes be unknown to us,
we are to accept these reasons without question,
but how can there be a purpose, or a reason,
for losing something so loved,
as our precious, innocent, beloved pets,

most harm nothing,
they can be a great joy,
some bring new life to hardened hearts,
all forgive without question,
they hold no grudges,
some comfort the sick and old,
all ask little in return,
but their lives are so short,
what is the purpose, the reason,
what is their reward for giving so much,

even in his death my little dog taught me something,
how to grieve unashamed,
I love you Bo,

So sorry about your little Bo. Tomorrow will be 2 weeks since my cat TJ died in my arms. He was 22. I can understand your heartache and grief. Sometimes I think that I am going to totally lose it!! I want him back so bad and there is nothing I can do. I don't know why they are only with us for such a short time. Why can't they age at the same rate that we do. It's not fair. Sometimes I think that life is actually Hell on earth. Meaning that we sometimes suffer so much while we are here that in the end we are allowed to pass into Heaven and be with our loved ones immediately because we have already done our penance while on earth. Your poem about Bo brought tears to my eyes. I hope in time you will find comfort and happiness again.

Lisa...NOAH'S ARK

Sometimes I wonder why we open ourselves up to this kind of hurt... and then I look at my 4 dogs, 3 cats and my beautiful bird and I KNOW why we do.. because it's worth it!

"I'll lend you, for a little while, a bird of mine," He said.
"For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he is dead.
It may be six or seven years, or maybe twenty-three,
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, as all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this bird to learn.
I've looked the whole world over in my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love - not think this labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call, to take him back again.
I fancied that I heard them say, 'Dear Lord, thy will be done.'
For all the joy this bird shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shower him with tenderness and love while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.
And should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand

can someone tell me why,
things that are so special have to die,
you see I lost my friend not long ago,
he had a tail, his name was Bo,
he was the best friend I've ever had,
he helped me smile and made me glad,
I worried about him, his age you see,
but I just knew god wouldn't take him from me,
one day he was sick and I left him alone,
my Bo was gone when I got home,
god had took him during the day,
even though every night I did pray,
he was gone, he blessed my home no more,
he waits no longer at my door,
time goes on and life is not the same,
I remember him daily and thank god he came,
I'll always love my little dog Bo,
until it becomes my time to go,
I hope to see him at least for a moment up there,
and to hug him and pet him and let him know I still care,
I miss you Bo,
dad

One Year:
That's how long its been since I lost a good friend. Bo has been on my mind most of today, tonight I wanted to write something really special, something eloquent that would stir peoples hearts and give remembrance to a life that has been so missed over the last year. But I know its impossible to express the amount of grief we feel when we loose something we love so much.
So here I am again sitting here at the computer making another attempt to explain something that's unexplainable. The friendship Bo and I shared was that special gift of a lifetime. A friendship no less than one you would have with a human friend, and in some ways even more special because of the innocents and unwavering devotion that only a creature such as Bo could give.
I still think about Bo every day and I suppose I will for the rest of my life, I still have times of deep depression over his death and the fact he was alone when he died.
In a world where peoples loved ones die each day I sometimes feel guilty about my grief for a four legged creature whose passing went totally unnoticed by all but one, but then I can't help it, its just that simple, I can't help but to grieve.

" Bo", Miniature Schnauzer, Cherished Friend. March 1994 - March 2005

Well that's just it, isn't it. Our love for our companions is a lot of times deeper than with our families or friends. Our companions have seen us at our worst/best, sick, happy, angry, all of it. And they still give us unconditional love. They don't judge us or or make us feel less of a person if something negative has happened.
We are truly naked with our companions (spirtually/emotionally) and know they still love us no matter what. You don't get that with humans. Even with the ones we love we still have those walls up, or try to protect ourselves. With our furry friends there's no need to.
That's why losing them hurts so bad. That's why all of us are here grieving for the loss of a loved companion. Because you can't get that kind of love or devotion anywhere else.

Bless all of those who have passed on.

Chris

Coming home tonight in the moonlite cab of my truck I looked down at the seat and there was my friend Bo. Right where he always used to be. He would ride with me on nights like this and would sometimes let out a little growl, I think just to let me know he was still there. Still by my side.
I reached my hand down to the seat to pet him, I knew he wasn't really there but just the gesture made me feel better for a second. But then just as quickly as a smile came across my face so did the tears and I had to pull over to the side of the road.

I miss you Bo, I would give all of what little money I have to get you back healthy and strong for a few more years. I never would have believed when you were alive that your passing would upset my life so much for so long.

I may be crazy but your bed is still in the kitchen corner. I tried once to put it up. Your food and water bowl is still on the counter and all of your medicine that I thought would save you is still there to.

Yes I go on with life and no you are not on my mind every single minute but you are there very often. I loved you more than I could have ever realized, yes you were just a dog, just a four legged, hairy, speechless, contrary mutt, but I loved you. and you know what? Just as important is the fact that you loved me back.