Some ON-t, some OT, some ramblings

Posted by YarnWright on July 22, 2008, 11:49 am

Bruce Fletcher (Stronsay, Orkney) spun a FINE 'yarn':

+YarnWright wrote:
++Katherine. . .
++
++OMG, Don used to say that's why he had kids, they last longer than pets!
++:D
++Noreen
++
+
+Here's a relevant story from a vet on another website:
+
+Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year- old Irish
Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little
boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker and they were hoping for a miracle.
+I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family there
were no miracles left for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia
procedure for the old dog in their home. As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa
told me they thought it would be good for the four-year-old Shane to observe the
procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family
surrounded him.
+Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if
he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully
away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty
or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud
about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who
had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."
+Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd
never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, "People are born so that
they can learn how to live a good life - like loving everybody all the time and
being nice, right?" The four-year-old continued, "Well, dogs already know how to
do that, so they don't have to stay as long."
+--
+Bruce Fletcher
+Stronsay, Orkney

Bruce Fletcher (Stronsay, Orkney). . .

*that* was so so so so touching! I will remember that story forever!
Thank you for sharing.
Noreen

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Posted by Not Likely on July 22, 2008, 10:10 am

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I think that, when we cry after a death, we are really crying for
ourselves. I have cried, but I am a selfish person. Actually, I'm not,
but I still miss my parents. I think I always will.
We were just told that our little dog has a heart murmur. Add this to
her cataracts and her diabetes, and I am ready to cry in advance. No
more pets! They just don't live long enough!

Higs,
Katherine
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I'm with you on this one, Katherine! I think that we are crying because we
won't see the deceased person anymore, kind of forgetting momentarily that
they will still be with us. Even when we do remember, it doesn't make it
any easier that we can't actually see them. I still miss and cry for my
parents, and I always will.

I'm sorry about your dog, but a heart murmur doesn't necessarily mean that
the end is near, right? I agree though, pets don't live long enough, but
for the time they are with us they certainly know how to melt our hearts
don't they? I will be devastated when it's time for my Casper to leave us,
he is such a baby... "Mama's Boy". I tear up just thinking about it. When
I went to pick a pup from the litter I had no intentions at all of getting a
white one (thinking it would be more difficult to keep clean), but he left
me no choice... everytime I stooped to call a puppy over Casper would come
right up front wagging happily as if to say "I'm right here and I love you
already!" This happened six times, and he just melted my heart and made me
his, just as he is mine... when we got home and ever since, he followed me
everywhere I went, not wanting me out of his site... I became his "Mama".
Yes, he loves Matthew very much.. but he LOVES his "Mama".

I think now that I will not want another pet, because I can't imagine
another one taking his place. However, I cried and felt the same way when I
lost Rex (the dog I virtually grew up with) at the age of 16... and I had to
be the one to find him laying under his favorite shady bush. // I also
cried like a baby when I lost Tasha (who was the tiniest thing when my
brother brought her home to me 5 months after Rex had passed away, so she
became my baby) who passed away one month before Matthew was born. She knew
before I did that I was pregnant, by the way. She used to lay *on* my
stomach when I would lay on the sofa watching TV, but one day (about a week
or so before I found out) she got up beside me, put one paw on my stomach as
if to step on... pulled her paw back, stopped and sniffed... repeated the
process twice more and then laid beside me with her head on my stomach
instead with her eyes looking at me like she was trying to tell me something
was different. // I also cried when we lost Buffy on Canada Day 2007, even
though she was never my pet (she was Matthew's first dog... he picked her
out of the litter), and was more independant than the other dogs we had ever
had.. I still loved her, just never became that close to her.

*hugs*
Gem

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