We Had to put him to sleep

Saturday morning I had to take my little boy JEB to the vet and have him put down.He was a Yorkie-Poo.We got him at 8 weeks old and we had him for 8 yrs.He had cancer of some kind.I can't quit crying.I am 56 yr old and a part of my heart died with Jeb.I hope to get a pic of him posted.He was solid black,He looked like the poodle with yorkie ears.He was so sweet.He was my dog.We also have a Bis-Poodle 3 yrs old and she always hangs out with my wife.Jeb was always with me.I am lost.Well I have some things to do..Thanks for your time ..Bob

I too am griving the loss of my dog, named Foxy Jean. We had her for 5 wonderful years. She died of lymphoma last Dec. I am 55 this year , yet I cry like a 12 year old. A part of my heart is so broken. Reading your post helped me realize that I am not alone with my own grief. Remember , Jeb is forever in your heart, and, I wish you happier moments while remembering this beloved pet.

It is very difficult for me to come to this memorial thread because of what I find here. The pain I see in the above two posts is the kind of which I myself have experienced. Your grief is well understood here at Pet Talk and somehow you will get through it. Eventually it will go deep inside and not be your constant companion.

Please remember how much JEB loved you and how he would want to comfort you now if he only could. Please do come back to post a picture of JEB if you can. It would be a way to honor him. There is also the Rainbow Bridge website where you can post his name.

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This is a poem that I would like to share.

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.

-- Unknown

Dot I want to thank you so much for your kind throughs.Diane and I are in a daze.It seems like the older we get the more we have love for our kids,we call them our baby boy,girl.,now our little boy is gone to heaven.I guess there were some kids and other dogs,cats and they have a place for Jeb.The look on his face and we all know what those looks mean after 8-10 years of being with them night and day.Jeb looked at me and said its ok heaven is a good place.He sure new what good meant.
My eyes hurt so much.Loosing Jeb is to much to handle.I am disable and he was by my side 24/7.If so one can tell me how to get through this I need all the words from people that have been in my spot before.A giant piece of me died with Jeb..
Anyway Dot thank you so much.....Bob,Diane

Thank you so much Rachel for the Last Battle.This morning has been the worst for me.It was just Saturday at 11 am when Jeb went to heaven.We have JEBS live in girl friend Sissy and she walks most of the day from room to room looking for Jeb.Sis is 3 yrs old .She is a Bis-Poo.She looks alot like Hannah in the face.She has been with Jeb her whole life.At times she looks so sad.She looks up on the couch where he was laying when he was sick.I feel so bad for Sis.
I want to thank you so much again Rachel.I have to stop ,I can't see the keys.....Bob

So very, very sorry for your loss. Having lost 3 pets in the last 2 years, I can relate to your pain. Hugs. :(

My condolences to you. I do know that pain very well for it was almost 2 years now since my Angus went to the bridge, but the pain is still as he just left us yesterday.
I know it never gets easier, but it does get easier to deal with.

The poem that Rachel shared is one that was posted for me also. Here's another one that was shared with me, and I'd like to share it with you....

I'm Still Here

Friend, please don't mourn for me
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.

My body is gone but I'm always near.
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.

I'll never wander out of your sight-
I'm the brightest star on a summer night.
I'll never be beyond your reach-
I'm the warm moist sand when you're at the beach.

I'm the colorful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers of which you're so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.

I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine.

When you start thinking there's no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I'll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.

I'm the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on a baby's face.
Just look for me, friend, I'm everyplace!

I hope you will stick around here at PT because there really is a lot of wonderful people that can help you through your grief.

{{{{HUGS}}}}
Anna

:( :( i had a springer spaniel called Henry
he lived to be about 7 years of age
He died when i was only about 9 myself
He died because my dad smoked, and all of the smoke got cought up in his lungs
he started wheezing one day, so we took him to the vets
they said he had to be put down because of all of the tar in his lungs
i miss him sooooooo much :( :(

Oh I am sorry for your loss! RIP Jeb!!! :( :( Enjoy the RB!

RIP to all of your pups that have passed.
Please try to take comfort in knowing they are all at peace now and one day you will be with them again.

Right now you feel like your heart is torn in two, know that nothing can ever take away your fond memories and the love you have for Jeb. Not anyone, not anything, not even time itself can sever the loving bond you two will always share. It's so hard to loose our pets, I lost "my little girl" over two years ago, too. Perhaps you would like to post a picture of him here on Pettalk? We'd love to see him.

Loss has been too frequently noted lately, in my own family, and in our Pet Talk family. I am so sorry. :(

Logan

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Rest in Peace Jeb.

Just wanted to let all you who have lost your fur kids, that I am thinking of you this evening. I will light some candles tonight in memory of the ones we have talked about here. These precious fur kids were as blessed in their lives with their guardians as much as they are missed now. Please remember that they are honored too by recovery from the grief that goes with their passing. Their lives were about making you happy. They would want the best for you as you did for them.

God bless little Sissy. May she recover from her loss as well.

To all that have helped us get through today,I know you know how much your words help.You have been there and your heart hurt just as ours does.We are the type people that if I see a animal that needs help we stop and do what we can.My heart breaks for our fur kids. Sometimes we pick them and sometimes they pick us,whitch ever we are in for the long haul.Till death do we part.
I am sorry we don't have a digital camera.Jeb has such pretty solid black hair,alot like a poodle without the long nose.He is my little stud man.He thought he was a gigolo.He just didn't have the parts that he needed.But he didn't care.He was always trying,ha,ha..I have to go..Thank you all..Your friend Bob Roysdon in Peoria,Az.

I am amazed to have learned how to communicate on this site. Finding it by accident has proved to be so healing.

I haven't cried today, that in itself seems to be comforting. Yet, I still wake up each day feeling empty inside. I ache for Foxy Jean so bad. I lost another dear friend 3 years ago. Her name was Katie Lynn. She was the family dog, and Foxy's friend. I got the one -two punch just before Christmas when Foxy passed away. I am doing so much grief work since losing these two faithful friends that my social life is on hold.

I need to share a lovely article that was written by Ben Hur Lampman in 1925, titled, The Place to Bury a Dog:(you'd better grab some tissue)

There is one place to bury a dog,
If you bury him in this spot,
He will come to you when you call,
Come to you over the grim-dim frontier of death,
And down the well remembered path
And to your side again.

And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel,
They shall not growl at him, nor, resent his coming,
For he belongs there.

People may scoff at you --Who see no lightest blade of grass,
bent by his foot fall, who hear no whimper,
People who may never have had a dog.

Smile at them, for you shall know something that
is hidden from then and is well worth knowing.

The Best Place to Bury a Good Dog

Is in the heart of his Master.

Sept. 11, 1925


I know that by typing this for so many people who feel the same pain that I am feeling, I can begin to heal. I don't believe in stages of grief nor do I think I will ever regain my former innocense. But this I do know---Their lives made me a better person, their passing left me with beautiful memories that are far more valuable than any wealth known to mankind.

I will be thinking of you, your Jeb, and Sis too.


Sincerely,

Kathy (Dot)

I hope I havn't wore out my welcome.I have been up since 3 am.This time in the day is the worst for me.Jeb was always by my side.I am dieing a little bit at a time.This should be a happy time .We are having a pool put in and its almost done.We wanted to play with the kids.
I see Jeb will have alot of buddies to play with,Honey,Zipper,Hannah,Angus,Henry,Lilly,Murphy. I am crying so hard I am loosing the names of Jebs new friends.He just loved other dogs and kittys.Jeb is the type he wanted everybody to get along.
Well I got to try and do something.You are such good people,and your masters are ok to...Love to all of Jebs new buddies..Bob

Let me join the long list of having recently passed PT furbabies. My heart goes out to you. I know exactly how you feel. I lost both Killian and Shiloh within a seven month time span. I had counted on Shiloh to pull me through the loss of Killian, but apparently Killian wanted her with him. (STILL big tears!)
It takes a long, long time to smile again. You are not alone. We know how you feel. Little by little, you will cry less and less (takes a long time). However, the love for Jeb will live on forever in your heart. Big Hugs.

My general feeling is that one cannot wear out their welcome on Pet Talk. It has just created something for me to grab onto in my deep , dark pit of despair.

My hardest time of the day is--the night-----. I dread lights out and going to bed without my dogs. I am not up to getting another dog because , well, that seems like trying to replace the two I lost.

Me and my husband have been married for 35 years this month, yet it seems like only 5 years to me. We're both grieving for our fur kids. We have 3 grown children, and 8 furry grandchildren.

Reading the posts on Pet Talk has really helped me these past two days, like finding a candle in the dark. Never undestimate the power of prayer. I thought I had to go to a Therapist, or, that I was going crazy before figuring out how to post my thoughts.

There are so many caring people on this big planet. They have helped me tremendously, now all I have to do is take one day at a time. It is hard.



Sincerely

Kathy- Dorothy39

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My hardest time of the day is--the night-----. I dread lights out and going to bed without my dogs. I am not up to getting another dog because , well, that seems like trying to replace the two I lost.

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Well now, that sounds like me. Since Shiloh always slept on the bed with me, at my feet, I will no longer let any other furbaby sleep there again. It was her spot.
Right now I have a foster, who sleeps in my room, but on the floor next to my side of the bed. I am weakening, though, to adopting him. No other will replace any of my past furbabies, but life goes on and so many need saving.

I have been outside working around my pool.When I come in only Sissy meets me.She is so social,she will lick my face from top to bottom.Then she will go about her business then and only with the last kiss.She has the fastest tongue in the west.Sis will french you so quick ,and then she is off and running..
Dot,I see how much Foxy Jean means to you.I wish I had these magic words that would mend your heart,Only our sweet Lord can do that .Us mortals can help with our kind words and prayers.Foxy Jean is playing with Jeb and our furbabies that have passed over the bridge to heaven..

Sudilar,,You sure do have so pretty kids,Killian,Shiloh have a spot in my heart that is so close to Jeb.I have found so many pets that I wish I would have meet them long ago..All of you are helping Diane and I.

Sissy wants to go outside,,Thanks Bob

I so enjoyed receiving your kind response, especially reading about Sissy's kisses. Oh, man, I sure do miss those dog kisses!!!

Thank-You for your comforting words, for typing the name of my dog so that I know another human being knows her name. I think she is with Jeb too. Hopefully he is still the stud he thought he was.

We can help each other with words, but our Lord is the refuge in this storm. Tell Diane the same, she is hurting as well.

When ever you feel utter despair, know that there are more of us who feel the same way. Each day is a drudgery. Never feel that you cannot type a few words to a 55 year old living in Charlotte, Michigan. Hey, we are from the same country!!!! Please give Sissy a big hug for me Bob. I am so afraid of loving another dog because, I know , they do not live as long as we want them to. I can't go through another dog's death.

Your contact is like sunshine, honest.

One day at a time--

Dorothy (from the wizard of Oz in 1939)

Kathy Masters, Charlotte, Michigan

I feel so sad when I look at the pictures of Killian and Shiloh. It is so painful for me to realize that those two beautiful dogs are gone now.

My dog, Foxy Jean, slept near me. she would not allow any other dog on the bed and was annoyed when my daughter's German shepard dogs spent the night. They still visit me, they are my grand-children, but they will not get up on the bed.

Your pictures that I looked at are so beautiful. Those dogs are magnificient!!!When did they pass away?

I so fear losing another dog, I have many furry grand kids now.

2 German Shepards named Hexay and Kasha

1 Springer spanial, lab mix, named Lillie,

One Chihuahua named Miura

another Chihuahua in Florida, named, Bella. --I haven't met her, just have nice photos of her.

4 Pekes in Florida, same family.

I am a dog lover, I am addicted to dogs!!!!

I know I will find another dog, or, another dog will find me.

Thank-You for posting your thoughts after reading about my sorrow.


I sure do wish I had found this site while my dogs were alive. But, thank GOD for it NOW!!


Dorothy39, charlotte , Michigan

I had Jeb on my mind while making up the bed this morning. I tried to form a picture of him in my mind, black poodle dog with Yorkie ears. I could see him barking and howling at the television , watching "Cops", !!!! Oh what a sweet heart is was, and always will be.

he looked so real in my imaginary thought.

Let us know how sissy is doing as well.

Remember, one day at a time. I will always remember your post.

I'm so sorry for your loss. :( ((hugs))

Hi Dot and the people that have helped me so much.I get a little better with each passing day.Oh I still cry when I find a toy or just a passing throught.
I was thinking about Jeb and when we first got him and he had that 'puppy breath".You all know what I mean.A puppys mouth smells so sweet when they are 3-12 weeks or more.Jeb,Sissy were.It just comes at no extra cost.And oh do I love to smell it.I hope I am not the only one or I am in trouble..ha,ha.
Another good day...Bob

I'm wondering just how long we can communicate on this thread, as they refer to it.

I always think of you when I get real blue, you know , those moments when the house is still as every one is asleep. Well, everyone in this house is just Larry and I now.

I think of how your voice might sound , I think it is deep and comforting. And, I think of Sissy giving you dog kisses, and Diane needing you.
They are lucky to have a person like you. I guess I am lucky too now.
Because

If I am Dorothy, you have got to be the Scarecrow. hee hee hee
Remember:

We always have the power within ourselves to get back home.

Thank-You for that very first post and helping me out of my despair.

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Remember:

We always have the power within ourselves to get back home.

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This is so true, even when it comes to the deep grief experienced with the loss of a companion. When I was at my worst, I knew I needed to stop crying so frequently. In an effort to limit this, I allowed myself to cry and think about my pain of losing Tizzie (my last RB girl) when I was taking a bath. I would sob and sob alone in that bathtub where my tears mingled with the warm bath water. I do admit that some days I purposely took more than one bath, but it allowed me my grief yet forced me to not sink deeper and deeper into a depression at other times. Of course I would think about Tizzie at other times, but I *changed the subject* in my mind when I did. I know this is not a plan that is for everyone, but I just had to work my way out of the black hole.

What was difficult too was being able to remember Tizzie during her healthy years. She suffered during her old age from various ailments, including dementia. Even though most of her life she was a happy, healthy dog, those ailing years were so difficult for her and for me to see her that way. It took a long, long time before memories of the good years would return.

Thinking of all of you, Rob, Diane, Dorothy, Sue, Logan, and others who have posted here.

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I would sob and sob alone in that bathtub where my tears mingled with the warm bath water.

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Oh Rachel, how true. The shower is also a great place to cry. Waterproof make-up (for those sudden breakdowns during the day) works, too. (Not for you,Bob..LOL) I also would find myself crying on walks while taking the standard path of our past dog walks. Ahh, it is so hard when we lose them, but then I think of how blessed I was to have them in my lifetime. The pain in their passing is as great as the love we have for them. I count on seeing them at Rainbow Bridge, because how can there be a heaven without them? Big group hugs today!!!!

Hi Dot,I can see you are feeling much better.And you can find your way home.You have to find the right map.And the map is in your heart.The people that came here have a little piece that you need to mend your heart.,And only then you will be ready to carry on.
My heart is on the mend,and you were the doctor.Its 430 in the morning and Diane is a sleep with Sissy,and oh how I miss Jeb but I will carry on just like you will.
One thing I wanted to tell you .I had Jeb creameated as I want to be also and when I die I want Diane to put me and Jeb in with her and Sis so we can all be togeather..We are such a good family,we have so much love for each other...................I will go now...Bob

Oh , I owe all of you so much. So very much.

Now I know what how the tin man felt when he was given a heart.

I have to read each post over and over before I start the day, and, yes Rachel, I agree about the bath tub blues, and the showers where as I rain as well.

Thank-You Anna66 for offering the poem, "I'm Still Here"

To all of you listing a post on this thread, I've got to say without a doubt that when my personel friends did not understand me, God gave me many more who did. You have showered me with hope.

To know that you understand and care helps me.

I haven't been able to go for the old dog walk, but you know, I just might do that today. :p

I went for that walk today, I was with my son's dog, Lillie, along with his Chihuahua,Miura. :p It was a different walk this time.. I live on a dead end road, a well worn path--- I have lived on this road for 35 years this June.

Anyway--Bob---Yes, YOU--- Bob,

I am going to go to bed now,

I will fall to sleep, thinking of all those yesterdays that I so took for granted.

The kind people on Pet Talk have been there for me, I can't type my feelings on this keyboard effectively enough to bridge the cyber gap that seperate the miles. we are so fortunate to be alive-- to be able to tap into this technology.

I can remember an old song now, sung by George Harrison, a long time ago, titled," I Dig Love."

ThanK you , all of you, You know who you are.

God is with me right now while I miss my Foxy Jean so bad. God gave me this source ---and I feel LOVE,----- I feel , LOVED

oh that is so sad :(

Goodmorning to all.It has been very dificult on Diane and I but with each day passing we cry a little less and miss Jeb a little more each day.I am not sure how much longer I will post my throughts.You all have helped me so much that I feel I must pay back someone.

Hi Dot....I will go now.......Bob

I am so sorry you lost your pet. This brings back sad memories for me because it was on a Saturday morning 12 years ago that I had to put my chihuahua, Killer, to sleep. He had congestive heart failure and he had been on medications for quite a few years until he just couldn't fight anymore. I remember that morning all too well and I understand how you feel. It's like a dream and you're dazed. I wish there was something I could say to make it all better, but it's difficult to find words that will help. I want to share a poem with you...

We spent quite a few years together
And boy did that time see to fly.
When I think of the places we've been to
And the things that we've done, you and I.

You were there when I needed compassion
Always waiting when we were apart.
Then you'd welcome me home...
When I looked in your eyes I could see all the way to your heart.

Other friends say don't drive yourself crazy
'Cause you know it was time to let go.
But our bond was so deep and so loyal
And my God! they can't possibly know.

Now I feel so alone with my sorrow.
It's so hard when things come to and end.
Others say, it's OK, it was only a DOG.
But I know you were more than a friend.

H.D. Campbell

I can't help but cry as I'm typing this. I don't think anyone ever really gets over the hurt of losing a beloved pet, but I hope it makes you realize that the love you had for him will never leave your heart. :(

I wanted you to read the poem I sent for robroy20. I am so glad to have found people like me who love their animals so much. This poem I sent to robroy20 is one I have in my kitchen with a picture of me and my chihuahua, Killer. I so wish that I had a digital camera to share this photo. It was taken on the night of my high school graduation. Just typing the words to that poem brought tears to my eyes. Imagine, a woman of 39 years still crying for her dog 12 years after losing her dog. My friends also thought I was crazy for crying so much. So much that I started smoking the day I decided to put him down. To this day, I cry whenever I read that poem. :(

Teri,First I will say thank you for something that is so heartfelt.Just as you my tears flow each time I come to PT,But I owe Jeb that much,as well all the other furbabies that have passed through our lives.Diane and I will still cry about a little dog named Max that we lost 12 yrs ago.When we bring a furbabie into our family,its Diane and myself we treat them as a small child.They come first.
I can tell Killer was your little man,I also don't have a digital camera..Jeb was a Yorkie-Poo.Jet black with alot of Poodle looks in him.God my heart is broken,I miss him so much....
Teri I want to thank you for the kind words and they help
Diane and I so much.And I can't forget Sissy.She is a 3 yr old
Bis-Poodle creamish white.She looks for Jeb...I will go now..
Bob

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I am so sorry you lost your pet. This brings back sad memories for me because it was on a Saturday morning 12 years ago that I had to put my chihuahua, Killer, to sleep. He had congestive heart failure and he had been on medications for quite a few years until he just couldn't fight anymore. I remember that morning all too well and I understand how you feel. It's like a dream and you're dazed. I wish there was something I could say to make it all better, but it's difficult to find words that will help. I want to share a poem with you...

We spent quite a few years together
And boy did that time see to fly.
When I think of the places we've been to
And the things that we've done, you and I.

You were there when I needed compassion
Always waiting when we were apart.
Then you'd welcome me home...
When I looked in your eyes I could see all the way to your heart.

Other friends say don't drive yourself crazy
'Cause you know it was time to let go.
But our bond was so deep and so loyal
And my God! they can't possibly know.

Now I feel so alone with my sorrow.
It's so hard when things come to and end.
Others say, it's OK, it was only a DOG.
But I know you were more than a friend.

H.D. Campbell

I can't help but cry as I'm typing this. I don't think anyone ever really gets over the hurt of losing a beloved pet, but I hope it makes you realize that the love you had for him will never leave your heart. :(

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God Bless You!!!!
You actually feel my pain, Thank God for your poem.

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I wanted you to read the poem I sent for robroy20. I am so glad to have found people like me who love their animals so much. This poem I sent to robroy20 is one I have in my kitchen with a picture of me and my chihuahua, Killer. I so wish that I had a digital camera to share this photo. It was taken on the night of my high school graduation. Just typing the words to that poem brought tears to my eyes. Imagine, a woman of 39 years still crying for her dog 12 years after losing her dog. My friends also thought I was crazy for crying so much. So much that I started smoking the day I decided to put him down. To this day, I cry whenever I read that poem. :(

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I know exactly where you are coming from Terri. thank-you for helping me HEAL!!!! God Bless You in New Mexico!!!!!!!!

Thank You so much for that beautiful poem !!! You posted the words right out of my heart.