my cat Funky died at the vet yesterday while coming out of anathesia from a very routine procedure, he was just over a year old. i didnt want to take him to the vet, but his inner ear had been infected for a while (a polyp, we were to find out yesterday) and the therapy needed to be done. knowing this was a common procedure, i didnt think much about it. when i heard the vet (my ex-wife) crying on the other end, my first thoughts were that one of my kids was in trouble. then she said the words no owner wants to hear: your pet died.

i lost it pretty hard yesterday, who says men dont cry? i did for hours in bed while listening to the rain and thunder outside. he was a sturdy cat, healthy in every other way besides that damn ear. he and i had a good play session the night prior to the procedure, but in the morning i unceremoniously picked him up and stuffed him into the carrier for his final ride. if i would have known i would not see him again, i would have squeezed him til he squeaked. but that was not the case, and i didnt have a chance to say goodbye. thats what hurts the most.

i finally dragged myself out of bed to half eat some dinner. then turned on the tv to block out the sadness when, wouldnt you know, the national ASPCA commercial with sara mclaughlin singing 'in the arms of an angel' came on. well dear friend, i lost it again.

today, i am cried out. the shock has subsided but the pain still remains. i would love to stay in bed with the covers pulled over my head again today, but work and the world has different plans for me. the house already feels empty, tho the kitty was small he was part of my every day routines. i missed him chasing me down the stairs to my office to get fed this morrning. so sad. worst part yet to come, i have to face telling my daughter on friday evening when i pick her up from a week at camp. she loved the little guy, its not going to be pretty.

so though i may not respond to very many posts anymore, seeing the pain day after day has wore me thin, i do understand how you feel. i have been through the pain, and now go through the pain again.

RIP Funkyman, your time came much too soon.

WOW! Mark, I am so sorry to hear of Funky's unexpected death. I know first hand how it feels when news like this hits out nowhere. It's like getting hit by a mack truck head on wondering where the heck it came from.

Goliath and I had just returned from the ER the night he passed away. The vet said he just had some indigestion and sent us home with an antacid. Here I am sitting home feeling relieved thinking all was well. Can you imagine how shocked I was when he passed away in my arms just a few hours later? After the autopsy was done I was even more shocked because the results showed I had a perfectly healthy chihuahua.

These are the times that are so difficult to cope with. It's frustrating when we try making sense out of something that makes no sense at all, especially with these younger babies. Telling your daughter I know will be hard because the pain of giving her the sad news combined with your own feelings of sadness doubles the pain. My hubby was out of town when I had to tell him about Goliath and I never will forget how hard he took it. I was an absolute wreck and feel into such a dark hole I thought I could never crawl out.

That was til I found LS and wonderful people like you. Today I am soooooooo grateful for all that I have loved and all that is yet to be.

My thoughts and prayers are with you Mark as well as your wife and daughter. May you all be blessed with peace and comfort. Thanks for being who you are and for giving so much of yourself to myself and others.

Much love with warm hugs to you and yours,
Beth

Oh Mark, how we know this all too well. I'm really sorry for your loss of your prescious kitty, especially in such a sudden way. Please know that we're hear to support you and please feel free to vent anytime. I know it helps to express your feelings, even if it's just the cyber world. Tomorrow I would loose my Candy a week now and I know how it feels to come home to an empty house.

Take care buddy. It will get better.

When I hear something like this it just makes me want to scream and curse..instead I am sitting here crying as I type.

I am so very very sorry, Mark. This is just awful...one year old...routine procedure....I don't know if fate can get any crueler than that. I don't understand what happened. I have read in the past of reactions to anesthetics..I don't know if that was it. He must have been under an anesthesia before to be neutered. What was different? Can this be avoided in the future? Should everyone be scared to do..routine procedures?

Well, you do know so well how writing can help heal. This pain is just too intense and shocking right now. I am glad to hear you letting out as much as you can, whether by tears or whatever works.

You said: RIP Funkyman, your time came much too soon.


Truer words were never spoken.

Hugs and tears, Mark, and there are many cybershoulders here to lean on.

It just isn't right...it just should not have happened...

It is bad enough going to the vet knowing a final decision has been made and we know it is goodbye but shocks like this are the most unfair of all.....our furbabies do not deserve such a happening and neither do we. Why is such cruelty allowed in life?

Take Care, Mark, and I know you know very well this forum you created in memory of a special one...is still here to help you when you need it.

Dearest Mark, I'm so sorry that your precious Funky fur kid passed to The Rainbow Bridge. How gosh awful you must be feeling with grief right now.

I hope and pray that what I'm going to share with you will bring you some small comfort. The first is a Website where you can go. I sure wish there was a way I could post the music for you right here but there is no link available. Please go to ...

http://www.myspace.com/amybarbera

Or click on the Butterflies below to take you to that Website. That site may take a couple minutes to load. Okay?



Go to the upper right where you have a choice of hearing four songs. "One Day" is at the bottom. Click on it and listen. Such a comforting and reasuring song, Dear One. The Website is so very Angelic, too.

Here's another one that tells me that my beloved feather child is just a breath away and right by my side. I can feel him all around me and hope it does the same for you and your Funky fur kid. Please click on Funky's beautiful photograph to watch and hear.









Always,
Angel xoxoxox

thanks everyone for your kind words

as the day goes on i find myself getting sad again. but to be expected, the grief is still fresh. for years since Tribble's passing, i vowed to never get close to a pet again. now ive lost 2 within 2 years, my fear is stronger than ever and i don't think me and animals were meant to be together any longer. perhaps it is best, as owner of this website, to remain detached. i dunno.

Angel, To Where You Are was just what the doctor ordered. i embedded it here and also have included a couple more pics of funky.

OMG Mark I am so sorry and Funky was just beautiful. There was some specially reason your Funky was chosen to go. I have been here to this site for 3 weeks now and you people are great. Now it is our turn to help you. You must have some wonderful memories even tho your time was cut short.
Many hugs to you!!!!!!!!!

I too was hesitant to let myself get attached to any more pets Mark. For a very long time after Goliath passed away I really didn't want to ever risk letting another love come into my life. I just felt I would never be able to go through anymore hurt and grief. Eventually we adopted Browser and I figured he would be fun to have in our home to liven it up a little. I told myself I was not going to get overly attached again. Well, when Browser went missing one late afternoon and was not found again til after 3:30 in the morning. My heart and mind changed completely. His disappearing rendevouz and miracle rescue wound up bonding us forever. To deprive myself of all the joy and happiness these babies bring into our home and hearts would leave an emptiness inside that would last forever. As long as I have love that lives in me there is a need for me to share it with all who I love so much. My babies are the spice in my life that help me continue to grow. I will love Goliath til the day after forever and give thanks that I ever had such a blessing as he was.

There can be no life without death. Each day is another gift. The many lessons of love these furkids bring is what makes me a better me. I could have avoided all the grief and agony of having lost Goliath if I hadn't made the choice to bring him into my life. But then I also wouldn't have had all the beautiful and wondrous memories he and I made together either.

Love and hugs of comfort from my heart to you and your family, Mark,
Beth

a good point that i will take to heart, Beth.



i agree, wouldnt it be great to know what it was?

{{{{{Mark}}}}} So tragic to lose two so soon and I can literarily feel your heart breaking. I also made myself the same promise never to become so attached to a fur or feather child ever again ... But I do it each time. I see that you're the same way. I am so sorry, Mark. Funky kitty sure is a treasure and when I saw those two photos, one song each popped right into my head. Just that fast.

I don't know how to embed in this message board community so perhaps you can tell me sometime. I see there's an HTML capability so that may be it. In the meantime, I sure do hope you and Funky like the songs I chose that go so well with her photos. Well, I think so. HUGS!!!

You ask how long you'll love Funky and how long she will love you? Just click on her photo below.



Next, it is a new beginning not only for you, Mark. It's a new beginning for Funky. And what a glorious new beginning if we can see it past our tears. It will take time. We sure know that it will take time. A new Morning Has Broken for you both. Please click on Funky's other photo. More Hugs!!!



Tight Comforting Hugs and Much Love!

Always,
Angel xoxoxox

I remember something similar to this happened to my sister over a routine procedure. It was horrible how one minute her cat was alive and the next, gone.

You gave your cat a good life, and that is all he could have ever wanted. Your love and companionship. You are a wonderful human being for giving him that. I'm so sorry you had to go through this.

I'm so sorry Mark, he was an adorable boy. I know how reluctant you were to give your heart to a new furkid after Tribby-cat and now you've lost two more so tragically.

I was at the vets with my dogs not long ago.., getting impatient because we had been waiting so long, when I learned that a beautiful healthy young cat being neutered had crashed on the table. Our doc was able to pull him through, but it was a very near thing. In running tests to try and uncover the reason for his near fatal reaction, they found that the little guy had Addison's disease. He had lived a stress free life, up until the surgery so he hadn't presented any symptoms. Then boom , he had a near fatal Addison's crisis right there on the table.

What has happened to your dear kitties would try anyone's faith and courage to love one of these short-lived, vulnerable creatures. Given time to heal, and a kitten that needs you, you may find them again.

Love and prayers,
Dayna

i am so very sorry
Eva

Hi Mark, am so sorry you have lost your Baby Funky without saying goodbye, believe me, I know you are in pain and hurting now. Hope you will find peace in your mind soon. lots of hugs, Jorge

I am so sorry. He was such a gorgeous cat.

So sorry to hear of your loss, especially with it be during a "routine" procedure. I am very familiar with the extreme sadness and shock, due to my beloved pet being taken away from me so quickly and unexpectedly. My lil' Zoe was hit by a car, she took off chasing a rabbit, after us getting home from nice evening walk. She was killed instantly. I stayed in bed for three days ...hopeing I would could just wake up and it all be just a nightmare. I know how it is to come home to a quiet house, the pain and emptiness is almost unbearable. However, time will heal your pain.
Just know, we are all here for you.
Hugs,
Deanna

I'm very sorry about your loss, and completely understand the pain of suddenly losing a pet with such a routine thing. My little baby Ki was only a little older than your Funky, at 1 year and 4 months and went in for a simply spay procedure. She didn't have an allergic reaction to anything, but a terrible case of hemophilia that they didn't detect until she was already gone. It's very difficult, and I think one of the hardest parts with these losses is the fact that they were so very young when they left. Although I can be happy knowing I would have rather only known her a year than never known her at all.

Your Funky was a beautiful kitty and you were both very blessed to have each other throughout his life. Hugs and prayers to you

Thinking of many of the things you have said here...I looked through my papers for the thoughts people who have lost a pet have said..that I want to remember and read again. When you mentioned about maybe not being meant to have one of these babies in your life, I thought of this one:

One can ask with the depth of pain we go through WHY do we allow ourselves to become so attached to pets? All one has to do is think of the tremendous amount of unconditional love we get from them and then we can ask WHY wouldn't we?

You know you have made a difference in the lives of your furbabies..whether their time allowed is long or short. I believe the pain is more intense when the time is short (although I am never sure it can be more intense). It hurts so much you start questioning yourself but that is the pain talking..it is not how you really feel.

I have always felt and still do that when I commit to a furbaby, I can guarantee them I will do my best to take care of them and love them for whatever time is given to us. I cannot protect them from everything but I sure will do my best. And then I can feel..this is one baby who will not be put down because they were unwanted, will not be abused for someone's amusement, will not starve because they have no home or are unwanted. So many of these sweethearts are treated so cruelly (a bag of kittens being tossed onto the freeway). We read about such acts much too often.

So no matter how long or how short we are allowed to keep them safe and healthy...at least for that time....we both had the best of each other...and formed a loving bond that will be part of us forever.

I don't know why they are taken away. Sometimes I see that I do open my home and heart to another..cause I know there are so many waiting..and maybe that is why they are taken..cause someone else needs us more. I can't accept losing them for no reason or just fate being cruel.
It is just something we will never understand and even though it helps me to believe that there is a time they must go and when it comes, we cannot prevent it....that doesn't lessen any of the pain or grieving for their loss but it does keep me from adding guilt to the pain..which is like pouring gasoline on a fire.

You know we know your pain, Mark. You know you are not alone with your grief. You created this forum for which so many here are grateful....... for through reading the stories here and
helping each other through the pain we all feel....eventually we stop being overwhelmed by it all and many will open their homes and hearts again to another furbaby because with no population control...there are always many waiting to be found by the special people who really care about them. You are one of the special people and always will be. And while your furbabies brought something special into your life......in turn, you were their life and they wouldn't trade any of their time with us anymore than we would trade our time with them.. to avoid life's unfairness.

I wish you peace and healing and a big HUG...

good point, as is the other writing above. the grief is still too raw right now to think straight, but i believe there are furkids out there who need to be adopted in order to have the best life possible. funky was adopted, his short life was the life of a king. he was fat and happy and loved by all around him. this provides some solace. that, and i bet tribble is romping around with him and all of the other pets who have died here. someone here said all things happen for a reason, and i hope that is one of them.

Funky had a life of a king.
and Tribble is taking care of him, now.
i think, there is something our pets do know more about
than we "humans" ,
maybe about LOVE.
that`s the lesson our pets are teaching us.
Eva

I'm so very sorry to hear about Funky. I remember well when you brought the little guy home, as do I remember the sweet soul who graced your life such a short time before him.

I have no words to express how sorry I am to read this. Know that we are all thinking of you and your sweet boy.

hugs

Hey there,

Just checking to see how you have been doing? I went back to New Beginnings and caught up on the story of how you got Funky. It was very cute and I can see how easy it was to fall in love with such a cute kitty. I understand how the pain gotta be hard, especially after having only lost a furkid not that long before you got Funky. Please don't let it discourage you from getting another one. There's too many out there who could use a good loving home. Even though Funky hasn't been around for a very long time, it sounded like you still gave him a terrific year.

Hang in there.

Mark,

I am so sorry to hear about Funky and I can so relate to your pain of losing such a cute kitty so soon and so unexpectedly. When my little Fleetwood died I cried for an entire week straight and could not even go into work. While my Fleetwood was nine years old he still acted very much like a kitten and didn't show signs of ever slowing down. Just know the pain does get better over time.

Hang in there and always remember Funky is alive and well in your heart.

Mark
Still missing Fleetwood

i find it difficult to work all day long, problem is i own the company that and having 2 very active kids should help keep the grief at bay, but, as you all know, it does not. thoughts of how and why keep creeping back into my mind. little things you see or hear pop thoughts back into your mind without warning. plus it has sparked setbacks with my bipolar disease, i have other issues going on besides funky's death to deal with and they all bumper-car into each other throughout the day. it's been a tough few months, "they" say this is life...good with the bad, bad with the good. all it does is make me weary.

i appreciate the kind words, as always, and have come to realize that funky did have a damn good, albeit short, life. i'm resolved to helping out another kitty in need at some point, when the time is right. after all, what am i going to do with all these canisters of Pounces

god bless.

marcdavid (aka MD)

Mark,
i also did not have a chance to say good-bye to my buddy as he passed during the night. In some ways that really hurt but in other ways its kind of a blessing in disguise. I take some comfort in the fact that he was at least in the presence of my other two dogs during his last moments.

I have thought long and hard about acquiring other pets as the pain is just too great when they eventually leave us. We get attached to these furry critters of ours, get used to having them around, are blessed with the joy, companionship, comfort and happiness they bestow on ourselves during their too short visit with us on earth.

Whenever i think on not adopting another pet, i get visions of all those great looking dogs in the county pen when i adopted my last dog who in most cases would make loving pets for some lucky owner.....But the sad fact is those barking, 'begging to take me home with you' dogs i seen there were forever gone within a week or so.

Whats that old saying? "Its better to have loved and lost than to not have ever loved"

Take care Mark,
-Ken

Dear Marc,

Sometimes I ask myself why so much seems to happen all at one time or for a long length of time Marc. I still haven't found the answer to that six million dollar question and still wonder.

I can understand how overwhelming it is for you to be pulled in so many directions. Dealing with health issues especially on top of everthing else can put anybody on tilt. Sometimes I get to feeling weary myself. So much has happened to me over the last year and 8 months. I had been receiving treatments for a year for my own illness when Goliath passed away. I don't know how I would ever have been able to endure the grueling treatments that made me so sick without him laying by my side. He was my knight in shining armour. When the angels carried him off to Heaven, I was forced to do the last 6 months without his body laying next to mine. It was his love inside me that saw me through.

I'm glad to hear you are staying open about the idea of bringing another kittylove into your heart and home. Even though a new addition can never replace Tribbles or Funky or any other love of your life, it allows all of their love to stay alive as one comes and picks up the where the last left off. What a multitude of love you have there.

Thinking of you,
Beth

Like so many things in life, Marc...it always seems so often the best thing to do is..take things one day at a time. I guess that is a way of not feeling so overwhelmed when we don't need to.

These babies bring so much into our lives, we are the ones who are blessed when we take one into our home and heart.

The distraction of my new boy, Lucky, has really helped me. He was at the SPCA who has about 400 cats and so he was so much one of many there waiting for someone to need them..because they already know they need someone themselves, that the caregivers did not even know who he was until I found him and made the connection. What helped is I knew it is a no-kill facility so everyone not adopted would still have a home there. I wish I had the emotional control to go to the County one, which is not a no-kill, and save one...but then the SPCA here..when one adopts one of their, like I did, they go to the County and save one to take Lucky's place. So in a way, it makes me feel as if I saved two by bringing home one.

Lucky helped me with my..one day at a time...by being here. I should have named him after Steve Martin cause he is really a "wild and crazy guy" and I wish I could have gotten him as kitten as he does need "teaching" but he loves to rub against and purr all that he does. So far, he loves people, he loves wood door frames, he loves the refrigerator door...and so on...so much love to give and no one to give it to....I'm glad I went looking. He really helped stop my grief from continuing to be overwhelming. I can't bring my Little Guy back or his brother and sister...but I can see to it that Lucky who was abandoned to the County, adopted, abandoned again and brought to the SPCA..will never be abandoned again. Well, that's why I named him.......Lucky.

One day at a time, Marc......I adore that last picture of Funky...and yes, we do treat them like Kings...don't we? We just love to love them. (now you see how I picked my name). No time is ever long enough but we will always treasure the time given to us and the fact they came into our lives.

Hugs

Good Evening Beth!
I'm saddened to hear of your illness especially during Goliath's troubles. I sincerely hope you have made a complete recovery! You are one of the most loving, caring and truely compassionate members on this forum and i want to again thank you and all the others once more for your kind words regarding my original post.

You take care of yourself Beth,
-Ken

What a beautiful cat he was........ Fate deals a crule hand at times. Mark, I don't know what I would have done without this site if I hadn't found it a few months back when William Passed..... He has left me a bother who I still every day see the sadness of loosing his brother in his eyes every time I look at him. He is a lost soul without him. It breaks my heart every day...... I know that loosing a fur baby at such a ripe young age doesn't help and that you try so hard to put it all logicaly together wondering how it all went wrong... somtimes that is JUST the way life deals you that hand and it is so hard to accept it..... I have lost fur babys like this too years ago.

One thing out of this I have learnt is that ppl who have experianced this like I have understand what I am feeling and have helped me deal with the loss...... Without this support I don't think I would have even got out of bed in the morning to face a day without William....... I have looked forward to coming to this board and reading and helping others who have faced the same pain I have faced only so that I can offer them the same help and support that so Many other ppl have given me.... through another ones pain there is anothers gain in all of this heartache.......

I understand the heartache and the guilt as so many of us do...... we have all been there and we all understand it...... It takes time to heal and so will you too at some stage soon. Never say that you will not get close because of the pain of loosing them is too painful when you do because even I have tried that one. We do get close to them no matter how long we have them.... A year... twelve years to only six months... we all get close to them... when one make an impression on us we know that it will be hard to part when we do..... eventually! But that is the beauty of ever knowing them......... That short space of time will last an eternity.... they are embedded in our heart forever and we never forget them ever.

Fond memories of your wonderful Funkyman..... he looked like a wonderful cat that I would have loved to have known.

Peace to you and your family at this very sad time.

Williams Mummy ***

You have done so much for so many people with this site! I hope you know I think it must be even harder for you, because you have been so saturated with Pet loss.

As you know, it may never get "Better"...but it does get "Different".

I am frightened of having The New Guy have a "Routine" proceedure in a while because of stories like this. I have thrown so much into him and our relationship because he helped me so much in filling the void left by Miles that if anything went wrong...Best left unthought and unsaid. I would not even have the words.

The essence would be something like "Global Thermonuclear War", I fear...Just because despite my happy "Iggy Comics", which I do to make me feel better and make people laugh, I am not really over Miles at all.

Iggy is a Band-Aid on a deep wound. Helpful, but the healing is slow. He tries, bless his crazy little pink-nosed heart.

Were it not for this site, I would have needed a prescription or worse. So please take some good thoughts back, after you have given so much to so many Pet People.

thinking of you, MD Cohn
could not express better than Jon
sincerely, Eva

I just had a clear visual of Inky, tossing a paw around Funky's shoulder, saying... "follow me, kid... I know where the bowl of goooooooood shrimp are!!"

Funky's in good "paws", Mark. Always know that.

Hugs,

Pat

lol on the shrimp.

funky did love ikura (fresh salmon roe) i buy at the nationality grocery. i will think of him every time i eat sushi. havent had any since he passed.

Well, don't you think you should have some now? It will now bring a smile to you when you do... you'll picture our two sharing the bounty!!!!

by george, i think i will squeeze that in this weekend. i've been missing my crunchy tuna rolls, too. thanks for the little push

A good idea...Funky would approve, I am sure!

(I can picture Funky and Inky...and I am sure Tribble watches over both of them!)

Oh Marc this really isnt fair at all you poor darling im so sorry.

I hope this doesnt stop you helping another furbaby, you give them such a wonderful life even though two have been short.

i guess i cant really talk, still havent adopted another myself, yet i havent reached the 10 year mark yet.

i am so upset to hear this has happened to you again, its just so unfair, your rewards will be rich for you in heavan but that doesnt help down here does it.

please dont close you heart again the fur kingdom needs you.

love and hugs to you dear friend

Sue

My story is similar to yours in that I lost a seven month old kitten and wasn't with her when she passed away. I too suffer from depression and when I lost Purdy I couldn't cope. It took me five weeks to go back to work. I still miss her like crazy and think of her every single day.

I like to think that I was chosen to have her, and if the was ment to have a short life, I am glad she spent it with me because nobody else could have loved her more.

I have since adopted two littermates, they are now four months old. It is taking me a while to bond with them, partly because I am so scared of getting attatched again. I found it hard when I first took them home, and saw them playing with Purdy's toys. There are so many unwanted animals out there, as the vet said to me, the best thing is to go on and help another poor soul. I read somewhere that if you never go on to have another pet, it is as if it wasn't worth it.

I have been through bereavements before, but losing Purdy was one of the hardest things I have ever had to go through. I will never forget her. I know that she wouldn't have wanted me to be alone, and I also like to think that she chose Heidi and Coco for me.

i am just finishing up reading a book right now called "pets tell the truth." the main premise of the book is telepathic communication with animals, both living and passed, as well as trees, rocks, mountains, oceans, etc.

while i am not fully convinced about the role that telepathic communicators can play, some of the writings in the book do make sense. one of them being that each animal has a mission in life, and it lives until its mission is completed. an example of a mission would be to teach its owner how to love again after being deeply hurt from some event or person. another example would be a permanently injured animal teaching its owner that, although things can be imperfect in our lives, there is courage to go on. another premise of the book is that our pets are chosen for us ahead of time, and we simply find them through a spiritual connection....nobody else can have these animals because their missions are preset for only one owner. sometimes the animals that seek us out are reincarnates of animals we once loved, and who have chosen to be back with us (the book says not all pets want to be back with their original owners, and sometimes choose to become a different type of animal altogether).

i found it comforting to know that, although i have lost 2 animals in just under 2 years, there must have been a reason for this to occur. perhaps i havent connected to the right animal yet? or the mission of the animals was completed and somehow a lesson was taught that will help carry on to the next animal that comes into my life.

thank you, MD Cohn, for sharing your feelings and thoughts with us.
i do not know.
you will find a pet you can love, for a very long time.
thinking of you
sincerely
Eva with her pet Jim Klinger
(he is supposed to stay with me forever...........)

I'm so sorry that you lost your adorable little buddy so unexpectedly. I've now gone through both sudden death and long drawn out illness of a pet. I think that the sudden deaths add an extra dimension of the whole grieving process. It's like your whole body and psyche have to first come to terms with what happened before any healing can take place. I know I stayed in a state of shock much longer with Luba's sudden death.
Now, with Falkor's euthanisia it seems I'm hanging in the despondent/desolate stage more, plus a bit of anger. The shock bit went by much quicker because I knew it was coming for months already.

Again, my condolences. He certainly was a cutie!

Marc

Your post about animals having a mission was very interesting to read. I can understand how it can make sense about their having a time to accomplish a mission. And maybe being the soul of one we once knew. I don't know if the book you read touched on their endings when the mission is done because my question is why do they have to suffer. Maybe the answer to that is we would never let them go otherwise? But then many go anyway without our making the decision.

I do believe they are here to teach us something besides what unconditional love is. And if there are special ones meant just for us....I can smile at that thought. I love every one who was a part of my life, some a short part and others...longer. They do seem to fill a hole that cannot be filled otherwise and maybe make us feel complete again.

Love, hugs and prayers to all the sweethearts who ever were, who are now, and who will be in the future.

I love that and do believe its true.

we lost our ability to talk to other animals a long time ago, i have been to a couple of workshops where they show you how to be really present, and by sight, smell or touch (the three senses i use) you get a link with the animal and ask it questions which it answeres.

i was really suprised how easy it was, i did a friends cat and asked how it felt about the new baby, i got a picture of a black cat with its tail straight up in the air spraying, i said this to my friend and she said that as they walked in the door with the baby Tom did spray the living room

the hard part about it is being present in this moment, not two seconds ago and not tonight of 5 minutes time NOW.

Hi,
Sorry to hear of your sad story. I don't know what to say, except, hold on to the thought that everything happens for a reason. Unfortunately, too soon for your baby.

I just lost my little man, who I had for 10 years, it happened very unexpectedly. Never thought the day I took him to the vet, would end a week later in a goodbye.

Please hang on, and cry if you have to, I think part of being a man is the ability to show your emotions!!!! In my eyes you're more of a man than alot of them I know.

Hang in there, we're all here for you if you need to talk.

With love, Geese