Forevermybabies

I know how much it hurts. When Joe left, we were devastated. But I really felt that the best legacy I could give Joe was to continue what he started - our love of greyhounds. I don't ever feel that our dogs replaced Joe - they are here because of what Joe meant to us.

I'm so sorry for your loss. She's free and not in any pain now. I know it wasn't the death you wanted for her, and I'm sorry for that. Unfortunately, life and death are not always in our control. Hugs to you all. Tami

I'm sorry to hear of your loss. You have my sympathy.

Her picture made me smile. She was a very sweet looking cat. You have my condolences.

I'm so sorry. She was a lovely girl. Here's a sonnet that I found when my first GH, Joe, died. I hope it brings you some comfort: Mindful of you the sodden earth in spring, And all the flowers that in the springtime grow, And dusty roads, and thistles, and the slow Rising of the round moon, all throats that sing The summer through, and each departing wing, And all the nests that the bared branches show, And all winds that in any weather blow, And all the storms that the four seasons bring. You go no more on exultant feet Up paths that only mist and morning knew, Or watch the wind, or listen to the beat Of a bird's wings too high in air to view,-- But you were something more than young and sweet And fair,--and the long year remembers you. --Edna St. Vincent Millay

I'm so sorry. Poor guy.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

In his beloved owners arms again...

She's a cutie. Though it's hard for you, at least she can find a place where hopefully she'll do better - maybe with another dog, or someone who can be home all the time. HUGS!

I agree with this completely. At the same time, I feel for you. I know how hard it is to give up a dog you've become attached to.

Oh...I'm so sorry. I send you my condolences for your tragic loss.

You have my deepest sympathy.

Thinking of you today, Del (and bev!) Happy Birthday sweetie!

I'm so sorry for your loss.

For some reason my post went through twice. Sorry about that.

What an angel. Her face is so full of love...

I'm sorry for your loss, and for your ongoing grief. You know that Dino wouldn't want you to be sad, and I believe that some day we will see these wonderful dogs who've gone before us. Embrace the joyous memories of Dino, and know that you are loved.

I'm so sorry. Hugs to your sister.

We adopted Angel two weeks after Joe died. (Her gotcha day will be next week - two years). I didn't think I was ready, but Michael really wanted to. When we brought her home, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to bond with her, but I quickly realized that loving her was the best healer my heart could have, and part of Joe's legacy to our family.

That's way too young to leave you. I'm so sorry. Four years is a short time, but it's never long enough, is it? You have my sympathy.

Whenever I remember Joe, I always picture him looking like he did in that first photo - dark and handsome.

Just as an aside, when Joe was put down, the vet came to our house, and it just seemed to take SO long for his heart to stop (I've since heard that with very old or ill dogs, this is often the case, but at the time it was excrutiating.) While we were holding him and stroking him, Michael leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Go get that rabbit Joe." And his heart stopped. And the oldest cat, Jezebel, who was very close to Joe, stayed with him until the end, occasionally licking his ear as he laid on the floor.

Hard to believe it's been two years since Joe left us. His eyes look down on me from pictures above the desk, and his memory is all around us. As I sit in the computer foom, I'm surrounded by three dogs and know that it is because of Joe that Angel, Festus and Sunscreen Man are here with us. Roscoe, the neighbors lab is also lying here on the floor after playing with these three - like he used to play with Joe. He taught Joe to bark! But Joe only barked when he needed to, and was a gentleman all his life. He was the most amazing dog I've ever met, and I will miss him forever. Here's Joe when we first brought him home in 1993. And as a middle aged, bat-eared boy: And as an old man:

I'm sorry! My cats are getting up there, and I dread that time. It's been a long time since I lost a cat.

I'm so sorry to hear that. You have my sympathy.