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redmesa
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Oh Libby, I am so sorry. You know how I feel. We had the same discussion with the vet and decided no it is not time. It is going to be hard for
Milo to travel from Canada to Baja again but I know he would rather be with us than left behind. What a terrible responsibility we have to decide
for a creature what is best. They try tell us but we often just can't understand their message.
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libby
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Thank you redmesa...it so hard to know when/or when not is the right time. If we were not leaving so soon, I would invite you to stop for a rest in
Laguna before going into Baja...your journey is much longer than ours. Vaja con dios mi amigo...besos y abrazos a su pero.
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mcfez
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Been thru this several times :-(
Make sure that you are WITH you dog at the given time......act loving.....not crying and such. The dog will react with concern......
Sorry for your loss.
Old people are like the old cars, made of some tough stuff. May show a little rust, but good as gold on the inside.
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surfhat
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losing our best friend
So sorry about your upcoming loss. I recently went through the same with my 16 1/2 year old setter and the tears of grief still flow. Unconditional
love is so hard to find and is so missed. Three years prior her mama passed on and it wasn't any less painful then than now. From that time I have a
page from Rainbow Bridge that gives some small comfort. I hope it fits in the space so here goes. Just this side of heaven is a place called
Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for
all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty food, water, and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who had been hurt or maimed are made whole again, just as we remember
them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing, they each miss someone very special to
them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His
bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster
and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be
parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your
pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.........Author unknown.
Jeez this breaks me up every time and here come the tissues and nose blowing and tears streaming. It is a sweet sentiment that gets me every
time still and probably will always. I have been on here daily since I found Nomad a year ago and though I don't log on much, I do so appreciate all
that the folks here give daily of their time and expert knowledge for the betterment of others in need. I live vicariously through others adventures
until I can make it back so thanks for so much for providing an outlet for my jones for Baja and all it offers. Thanks to you here, there are a few
places I missed that I want to check out next time I am able. BA is one, sorry you caught flack unjustly and unwarranted. I look forward to some great
abalone when that time comes. The last time I logged on that beautiful irish setter in San Jose was lost and found . I am just a sap for these best of
man's friends. Thanks to all here [mostly] for their kind and giving nature's.
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| Quote: | Originally posted by mcfez
Make sure that you are WITH you dog at the given time......act loving.....not crying and such. The dog will react with concern......
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Good advice, Deno. Thanks.
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redmesa
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There is the most wonderful poem by Pablo Neruda: "A Dog Has Died"
It starts----
My dog has died
I buried him in the garden
next to a rusted ol machine.
Some day I'll join him right there,
but now he's gone with his shaggy coat,
his bad manners and his cold nose,
and I, the materialist, who never believed
in any promised heaven in the sky
for any human being,
I believe in a heaven I'll never enter.
Yes, I believe in a heave for all dogdom
where my dog waits for my arrival
waving his fan-like tail in friendship.
Ai, I'l not speak of sadness here on earth,
of having lost a companion
who was never servile.
His friendship for me, like that of a porcupine
withholding its authority,
was the friendship of a star, aloof,
with no more intimacy than was called for,
with no exaggerations:
he never climbed all over my clothes
filling me full of his hair or his mange,
he never rubbed up against my knee
like other dogs obsessed with sex.
No, my dog used to gaze at me,
paying me the attention I need,
the attention required
to make a vain person like me understand
that being a dog, he was wasting time,
but, with those eys so much purer than mine,
he'd keep on gazing at me
with a look that reserved for me alone
all his sweet and shaggy life,
always near me, never troubling me,
and asking nothing.
Ai, how many times have I envied his tail
as we walked together on the shores of the sea
in the lonely winter of Isla Negra
where the wintering birds filled the sky
and my hairy dog a was jumping about
full of the voltage of the sea's movement
my wandering dog, sniffing away
with his golden tail held high,
face to face with the ocean's spray
Joyful, joyful, joyful,
as only dogs know how to be happy
with only the autonomy
of their shameless spirit.
There are no good-byes for my dog who had died,
and we don't now and never did lie to each other.
So now he's gone and I buried him
and that's all there is to it.
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Timo1
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Hey there S&j
Let my old buddy Milo tell you when it's time
We did that with Arlo and it was right
sold out and got out !!!
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