Coping with pet loss || Grief and pet loss || Pet loss and grieving

A loved one is never truly gone until they are forgotten, live in the hearts of those left behind is to live forever!



July 19th 2002 - June 7th 2005

You never think this day will come, especially when the days of youth still run strong in their bones. I will remember carrying you up and down the stairs when you were a puppy – well, 40 lbs. can hardly be considered ‘still a puppy’ I guess. I will remember the games of keep-away in the backyard and the park. I will remember you antagonizing other dogs until they played with you. I will remember the dancing and the prancing and the loving devotion. I will remember all of these things with joy. 

Though the sadness of your absence will be strong, I will look to the things I did have with you rather than the things we hadn't had or done yet. Know that part of me goes with you when you go and that a part of you stays with me. Until we meet again, fare thee well oh gentle soul, fare thee well! 

Odin would have been three July 19th. I've known he's had Wobbler's for a year, but had hoped this day would never come – or at least not for a much longer time. I remember when we first got him; it seemed his paws were bigger than he was! It seemed no matter what he did, he was always tripping over them. Eating vegetables straight of the vine has always been one of his favorite things to do – tomatoes and green peppers were never safe. He never liked water but would still walk right into the tub when it was time for his bath. I don't know how I'm going to sleep with the big empty spot in my bed. We are going to miss him so very much!




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