My words, after I lose a pet! No matter how many wonderful words are said to me, or how much they may be better off if they were very sick, I still MISS them! That's the bottom line.I MISS him!
I'm so sorry for your pain.
My words, after I lose a pet! No matter how many wonderful words are said to me, or how much they may be better off if they were very sick, I still MISS them! That's the bottom line.I MISS him!
Wow, That’s amazing! They certainly touched the heart of that young lad. Incredible story, @GennyBToday marks 2 months. Is it any easier? Some days. I can talk about him without completely losing it. Sometimes I actually smile at the memories but there is still this big painful hole in my heart. I MISS him!
A lot of the high schools around here host craft shows to raise money for the marching band. We went this past weekend and one of the band members walked up to me. He started with "You probably don't remember me..." And proceeded to tell me how the team of Drake and Greta changed his life. He was that nerdy kid that didn't fit in and somehow our program to stop bullying gave him the confidence to be him and do it proudly. No doubt D &G don't get all the credit here, my guess his parents did their share to help, but it was a wonderful feeling to know my dogs help plant the seed. This kid now owns a dobie name Roy that does therapy work. He also hopes to attend a prominent music school and go on the play in a symphony orchestra. How cool is that?
Maybe she just liked it because HE liked it and without her partner, she's just not that interested. Has she shown any signs of depression or just changes in her personality?One thing that I really find odd is Rumor has not been back in the pond since we lost Drake. My boy LOVED that pond and was always in it...year round. Rue would join him and they seemed to enjoy their romp time in the water. Now the pond is home to just fish.
I don't know if that hole every leaves. Missing them, just missing them next to us, is the worst. But I'm sure his spirit is right by your side.There is still a big ole hole in my heart.
Has she shown any signs of depression or just changes in her personality?
He WAS special! And he is still there for you... as a silent partner.Looking back now, it was like he was my natural service dog. Always there for me.
He was your heart dog.At first she really did. She didn't eat for a few days and pretty much hung by my side, even during her free time.
But honestly it's really hard to tell what's going on with her. She's different, not in a bad way by any means. She is my first service dog. So she was trained differently and her overall lifestyle is different than any dog I have ever owned. Some of that is on me. I didn't really know what I was doing training a service dog. I found there is not a lot of help out there if you already have the puppy. Places that train service dogs want to pick the pup for you. When you already have the puppy, you are on your own. Through trial and error, we figured it out. Challenging? ABSOLUTELY! It was a struggle. Keeping in mind Drake was diagnosed shortly after Rumor came home. So you have to add in a broken heart to the struggle. I was devastated because Drake was a special one for me. He always had my heart. Looking back now, it was like he was my natural service dog. Always there for me.
Hubby and I were talking about it and he thinks we need another dog. He feels Rue won't take the time to play and just be a dog because she has a certain devotion to me. Dobe owners talk about the velcro thing so I know you all will understand when I say a doberman service dog takes it to a whole new level of velcro.
Drake was my first puppy. The first dog I ever even considered taking into a show ring or train beyond simple house manners. Together we traveled all over the country trying new things. We did tons of therapy work together where I got to see the heart of an angel. We encountered a few things where showed me what meeting the devil would be like. I loved his temperament. He had a very keen sense of who was good and who was bad. I saw him lay in the arms of a dying child, kissing her face, yet I knew if a bad guy walked in, he wouldn't hesitate to protect the ones he loved. I don't know what else to say except experiencing a dog like Drake is a very powerful thing. The loss of a dog like that is devastating. I MISS HIM.
He was your heart dog.
If we can feel your pain through words on a page
I’m so sorry.
So many thoughts here I can’t wrangle them into words.
Your last 3 sentences. I can so identify with.
It just doesn’t feel fair.
The sadness can be overwhelming