I must say, Buddy's passing was very peaceful. The last thing he did was to lick the face of "Doc Gray", as he administered the shot. It was as if he was thanking him. My beautiful, Big Black Puppy Dog relaxed into my arms and was gone in seconds. No stress. No fear. No pain. At least not for him. ;-)
I burried him with his ball and my socks.
I'm going to miss Buddy but I know that he is in a better place. One day, we will be together again, as I walk over that Rainbow Bridge with my Big Black Dog on one side of me and my Big Black Puppy on the other...
I'm grateful for the love and the years that I had with these magnificent animals.
As for now, I will fight. I will fight to stay in my home and stay near the two friends that are watching over me and my flock. Buddy and Rocky are buried side-by-side in the 'Nursery Paddock'. I will not leave them. Things are looking hopeful on the home front. I'm actually beginning to believe that this is really going to happen.
DREAM says....
..."Bring Cookies!"
Oh, you brought tears to my eyes. Having gone through this a few times myself, I know it is for the best but it doesn't make it any easier. I hope my old Bassett Hound Elvis, who one night suddenly couldn't stand or breathe, and for whom the vet could not do anything but help him pass, is waiting for me when I make the journey. He was the best dog ever and I still miss him.
ReplyDeleteThat is such a tough thing to do..I had a big black Newfie we had to put down last fall and it was so hard. I just try to remember all the things I have to be thankful for and you're right...there HAVE to be dogs in heaven.
ReplyDeleteDon't worry, Dream; we'll bring cookies . . . and flowers for the graves . . . .
ReplyDeleteMichelle said it all...we'll all be there!
ReplyDelete(And I told my DH years ago...if there aren't animals in Heaven, I ain't goin'! Period. end of discussion.)
May your heart be filled with the good memories of the Dear Friend who watches over you, Nancy.
After more than 10 years, stories like this still bring tears to my eyes and I choke up when they bring me back to my "puppy". Sheep have come very close to filling that spot in my heart, but....
ReplyDeleteAnd I can't wait to tell my DH I am driving cross-country to bring cookies to a Staying-Home-Party in Minnesota. Yeah. He SO doesn't get it.
I don't know how to thank you all for your kind words and heartfelt support. I truly love you. Just so that you know....I'm holding you all to attendance at my 'staying home' party later this summer...
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Nancy, honey, I can't come all the way from Montréal, but I'll send cookies anyway. Also, I was just wondering, do you ever sell the fleeces you shear? Because that sweet little black ewe's fleece was GORGEOUS, only matched by her lovely face. What a darling.
ReplyDeleteRock on with the farm, and so sorry to hear about your lovely Black Puppy. But I'm so glad you're still fighting, and we're behind you all the way.
Nancy your way with words has this grown man sobbing like a baby. And then DREAM SAYS makes me burst out loud in laughter. You need to write a book!! :) BIG HUGS!
ReplyDeleteNancy,
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear about your boy. When I lost one of my favorite animals a couple years ago, a friend of mine said that she'd be waiting for me in heaven, because is heaven is perfect, our animals HAVE to be there!
Deborah
Nancy, I'm sorry. I remember the times I've spent the nice at your house, Buddy always woke me in the morning by sniffing my hair. I'd wake up thinking "Gee, I sure hope that is Buddy!"
ReplyDeleteGod knows when a sparrow falls. Dogs are perfect love, as is God. You will be with Buddy again someday.