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D.O.D. – 5th March 2012
Like most of our dogs, Ceilidh was a waif and a stray – half-starved when we took her in
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Goodbye Dear Friend
21 Comments to “Goodbye Dear Friend”
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Bloody Hell, Duncan. I’m sorry.
It’s never easy, is it?
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Happened so quickly, Nobbly.
She was her usual self – chasing the pups round the garden Sunday
Monday, totally different – off her food, unable to stand, raging temperature
Vet’s opinion – she was so near death anything they might try to do would hasten her end
Choice was leave her with the vet, with a high probability she would die alone while they tried to find out what was wrong or let them put her to sleep while I held her in my arms.
Like you said, it’s never easy but the least I could do to repay her for all the years she was there for me and anita was to be with her when the vet put her to sleep
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Oh Duncan I am so sorry for your loss and thank you for sharing those pics with us today. From the looks of it you gave Ceilidh a very good life with friends to play with and no doubt a ton of love. We just lost our Reggie to a serious stomach ailment two weeks ago and I feel so sad without him with us. Death may take them away but they remain a part of our hearts forever. Hugs to you now and always… -
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So sorry for your loss.
She was beautiful.
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Sorry to hear about that, Duncan. Dogs are such wonderful animals and companions.
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Big hugs Duncan, losing a cherished pet is so sad. Could have had no better home.
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Damn I love dogs. They are much better people than people are.
This makes me sad.Adopting homeless dogs makes you a saint!
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Got a lot of love for those animals Dunc. So sorry.
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Been there Duncan. Too many times, and as Nobbly said – It never gets easier.
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On a lighter note, would you be interested in a blue-eyed, european-featured baby goat?
(it’ll go cheep.)
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NOOOO!!
Tears streaming down my face now!!! I love my animals more than I love many humans ….. she can play happily with my two bokkies now …. SO SORRY DUNCS – I know how you are feeling right now ((((((hugs))))))) -
Before a well-known dirty old man buts in and offers to play with your two bokkies, I’ll point out to him that you’re referring to goats.
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Hhmm, goats you say?
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You star…..
It’s not often that I actually LOL at anything on the internet (despite the overuse of the fucking awful acronym!), but I did at that.
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So sorry Duncs….I know the feeling too well.
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thanks, Jill – and everyone else who has left a comment here. I’m almost in double figures now – the number of canine friends I’ve lost over the years but as nobbly said – it doesn’t get any easier !
What makes it harder is the obvious loss and bewilderment of the remaining dogs at Ceilidh’s ‘disappearance” !
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You made the right choice in the end. You being there would have made all the difference in the world.
When it was time for Katie our old labrador to have ‘the big syringe’, the vet and nurse came out to the back of the car, and did the deed there with the tailgate open, so that she was in familiar surroundings, with Sue and myself with her. I would have hated her last memory to have been in the vets’ consulting room – somewhere she’d always hated.
As I said…the right choice.
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My heartfelt condolences, Duncan.
And ‘Well said!’, Nobbly, I was trying to find the words…-
thanks, allesklar
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You are so brave Dunc. When my other old dog had to go I just had to kiss her goodbye, take off her collar and hand her over to the nurse as I thought I was going to keel over. It was so emotional I felt that I wasn’t going to cope. I still think about what you actually said, “did I let her down by not staying and did I fall short of my responsibility to be there for her ?” It haunts me still. I was so overwhelmed with sadness, that soul sadness that comes with loss and grief, as like your dog it came on so quick. I think of her all the time and still, like now, I find tears streaming down my face thinking of my old faithful dog having to be euthanised. I read somewhere once that if there are no dogs in heaven, I don’t want to go there.
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‘soul sadness’ – never heard that expression before, FF, but it perfectly captures the feeling
With the exception of Anita, I have grieved more deeply and for far longer over the loss of one of my dogs than I have ever done for family (including parents) and friends who have died
Human interactions are complex and influenced by many factors. We project an image of ourselves to other people that is tailored to the situation or nature of that relationship in order to present ourselves in a good light. We generally do not broadcast our insecurities or doubts lest we be judged negatively
With dogs, however, we are truly ourselves. Their love is unconditional and non-judgemental and with them we do not pretend to be something we are not. We give ourselves more openly and freely to dogs than we do to most people. If we are lucky, we meet that one person in life who is our ‘soul-mate’. Dogs are our soul mates too. It is no wonder we feel their loss so keenly.
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You’re doing remarkably well here Duncan…. so far no one has mentioned Rainbow-sodding-Bridge.
