Heartbreaking. So sorry for your loss Verv.
I have posted this too many times, in similar circumstances.
But this poem helps me every time. I hope it will help you too
RIP Bags
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie—
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.
When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find—it’s your own affair—
But … you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.
We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept ’em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long—
So why in—Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
'Against stupidity, the gods themselves struggle in vain' - Schiller.
Heartbreaking. So sorry for your loss Verv.
Awful, sorry to hear that verv. Lovely photos, great ones to look back on.
Our Betty hiding today when I was power washing the patio.
Cheers,
Adam.
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This thread is the best and worst on TZ...
Laugh out loud stories,
Beautiful pictures...
...and heartbreaking sadness.
My gang send their love to you Verv, at this desperate time.
Run free Bags x
C, So sad to read this - my heart goes out to you.
The gang. Poppy (L) and Pacha (R)
When you look long into an abyss, the abyss looks long into you.........
Sorry to hear about your dog C, it must be heartbreaking to lose one like this.
I grew up with a boxer dog but never felt inclined to get a dog myself. Fast forward to 2013, my stepdaughter gets a labrador puppy, wifey and I end up looking after him 3 days/ week! Needless to say we’re very attached to him, the dog has two homes and he’s just as happy staying with us, I feel like a dog owner even though we only ‘borrow’ him. When we go on holiday we miss him, we’re always glad to see him when we return.
It’ll be a sad day when his time is up, hopefully he’ll be around for a good few years yet.
A red dog called Blue.
We have a Bluebell wood locally and when she was 12 weeks old I took her up there for a few photos, May 9th 2017.
Exactly same place and day 12 months on 2018.
That mild winter has brought things forward two weeks.
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She’s a cracker!
The bluebells near us are in full bloom right now too. I was out last night and the woods were carpeted.
^^ gorgeous pooch.
The bearded rat attempts to stare down some bearded goats, Big Train style. It didn’t work
2704-2019-065504014303040371775 by Simon Gee, on Flickr
Just read about Bags C. Heartbreaking news.
It's an awful thing, done it myself many times.
It may still be very raw but possibly in the future, a new little playmate?
All the best.
Cheers,
Neil.
Here is our 'House Destroyer with Bat Ears' in action.....
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Not a morning dog!
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Thought I’d share this video of my nephew’s dog - growing up fast https://youtu.be/Hdnf88Wwm6U
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and here’s our Whippet, Skye,wondering when I’m going to stop messing around with the camera and take her for a walk
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Jess has also been to University to support students....
https://www.eadt.co.uk/news/pets-as-...ity-1-6034642#
I am become the destroyer of worlds! Oh, all right, the destroyer of rope balls..........
In fact, the destroyer of anything I can get my teeth into.
Affectionately known as 'The Thug', Teddy is not my dog, but my eldest Son is dog sitter for it regularly, and this is one solid dog!
Best Regards - Peter
I'd hate to be with you when you're on your own.
Here’s my dangerous dog ...[
Yes he is dangerous-you try going to the toilet when it’s dark and the dog is asleep on the landing...I’ve nearly broke my neck countless times ..lolIMG]https://uploads.tapatalk-cdn.com/20190508/113755e085215b146376216ac803c100.jpg[/IMG]
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Also Verv. sorry to hear about the loss of your dog
The only disservice a dog does to a man is not live long enough unfortunately
We lost our last black lab at around 15yrs and it’s heartbreaking but time and a new dog is a great healer mate
The daughter is looking after Mable whilst we are away, latest update below... she’s gonna ruin that dog!
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This is what happens when you leave the kids to look after the dogIMG_2815.jpg
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Tongue out Tuesday.
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Another Irish rescue has joined the pack. Skorpan (Swedish for Zwieback/rusk) is a two year old staffie-mix.
Getting along great with her new big brother. A bit too well since they haven't really understood the concept of rest yet....
Polo and his planter lookalike
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We have a new member of the gang...
Buster, courtesy of Dogs Trust.
Nearly 3 and a real character.
As with most Bulldogs, he had inherited breathing problems and eye problems.
His original owners couldn’t afford what was needed so gave him up.
He’s had his tonsils out, his nostrils re-bored, his adonoydes done, his eyes lifted and his skin fold removed... oh and his nuts off.
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Sid, our 8 week old GWP
He’s too gorgeous for much of a bollocking. Current tab is one pair of new Grenson’s, one pair of glasses and the Sinn strap.
His predecessor, sadly now gone, ripped the interior of a new VW Golf apart in 10 minutes on the first day we rescued him. £3,000! He didn’t get any bollocking as he had been badly abused in his first 6 months, so much so that 10 years on he still cowed if we picked up a broom or mop even though he’d not been hit once in those years.