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CAPP0 said:
Thanks TLJ, In return I can tell you that I have 2 sons both older than you, and I've been unable to hold it all together on several occasions since yesterday lunchtime. Telling people is the hardest thing and has so far floored me each time I've had to do it. I've resorted to texting the news for now.
I realise this next bit might make things a bit dusty near a few PH computers, but in the end, we were out in the garden, on the lawn in the sunshine. On Monday Duffy was well enough to go for two walks, on one of which she was cantering about happily, but something happened to her overnight and that was when we knew it was time. She always loved the outdoors and yesterday for some unknown reason she had led me out there just before the vet arrived. When the vet got there, she was not in a good way, but, at 36kg, she was curled up on my lap, something which she never did, and I had my arms around her just holding her (which again she had never liked, she hated being constrained) as the vet did what he had to do, and she passed like that. It's hideous, and both MrsC and I are, frankly, distraught, but I can at least hold on to the fact that since she had to go, it was at least peaceful and quick, and somewhere we were all as calm and comfortable as we could have been.
Reading it back, I suppose what I've written above sounds quite collected - just wish that were actually the case....
I'm so sorry for you both. It truly is haeartbreaking. Can barely see my keyboard right now remembering Ozz slip away. Take some comfort you were at home. nearly 3 weeks now and it's only getting a bit easier for me. Hard to believe I think humans are a heartless selfish bunch....yet here I am shedding tears because I know what someone else is going through. Animals bring the best out of all of us. I truly hope one day I can meet my lost pets again one day...i like to think that when my time comes i will anyway.I realise this next bit might make things a bit dusty near a few PH computers, but in the end, we were out in the garden, on the lawn in the sunshine. On Monday Duffy was well enough to go for two walks, on one of which she was cantering about happily, but something happened to her overnight and that was when we knew it was time. She always loved the outdoors and yesterday for some unknown reason she had led me out there just before the vet arrived. When the vet got there, she was not in a good way, but, at 36kg, she was curled up on my lap, something which she never did, and I had my arms around her just holding her (which again she had never liked, she hated being constrained) as the vet did what he had to do, and she passed like that. It's hideous, and both MrsC and I are, frankly, distraught, but I can at least hold on to the fact that since she had to go, it was at least peaceful and quick, and somewhere we were all as calm and comfortable as we could have been.
Reading it back, I suppose what I've written above sounds quite collected - just wish that were actually the case....
Remember all the good times you shared with her and you you were there for each other. You will be able to think of her without getting to upset soon. I'm just getting there...just.
Take care.
sanf said:
It's amazing the gap you feel when a pet isn't there anymore. We've lost both our cats in the space of a month, both sadly run over. They arrived together, and have gone close together after 4 years. I never realised how attached to cats you can get. Our two were brother and sister - she was the runt and stayed tiny, but seemed far more intelligent, he was big, clumsy and a bit daft. They really were ace and managed to become such a key part of the family - when I'm away with work the cats would keep my wife company and Dana (the little one) tended to spend every evening curled up with my middle daughter.
When Dana was hit last month - she survied the initial hit, and was taken to the vets (by neighbours), my wife turned up with our kids and was able to sit with Dana, talk to her and stroke her while she was put to sleep-despite being paralysed and in pain when she heard my wife talking she purred when she was stroked. We brought her home and were able to say farewell.
That left us with Fox - he didn't seem to miss Dana too much and enjoyed getting all the extra fuss. He ventured out a bit less, and just seemed very content with our company - on Saturday he spent the evening curled up on my lap in front of the telly. On Sunday he was hit and killed outright - just out side the house. After Dana, we had already agreed that we weren't going to get any more cats - our road just doesn't suit them - the field across the road attracts them hunting. But I really thought we would have Fox around for much longer - he seemed to be sticking to the back garden or with us. I'm absolutely gutted - having worked at home today the house is quieter - no cat trying to stand on my laptop, curl up on the book case or on my lap.
So having had 2 cats just a month ago we now have none - they are burried next to each other in the back garden. I really miss them - dodn't realise just how attahed you can become to cats.
That is a sad story. I'm feel for you - the attachment we have to animals is unique. Like I said earlier I have been more upset over my dog than I was with my grandparents. Even just last night...after nearly 4 weeks I had a "moment" when I was thinking about him. But I am now looking at other dogs.When Dana was hit last month - she survied the initial hit, and was taken to the vets (by neighbours), my wife turned up with our kids and was able to sit with Dana, talk to her and stroke her while she was put to sleep-despite being paralysed and in pain when she heard my wife talking she purred when she was stroked. We brought her home and were able to say farewell.
That left us with Fox - he didn't seem to miss Dana too much and enjoyed getting all the extra fuss. He ventured out a bit less, and just seemed very content with our company - on Saturday he spent the evening curled up on my lap in front of the telly. On Sunday he was hit and killed outright - just out side the house. After Dana, we had already agreed that we weren't going to get any more cats - our road just doesn't suit them - the field across the road attracts them hunting. But I really thought we would have Fox around for much longer - he seemed to be sticking to the back garden or with us. I'm absolutely gutted - having worked at home today the house is quieter - no cat trying to stand on my laptop, curl up on the book case or on my lap.
So having had 2 cats just a month ago we now have none - they are burried next to each other in the back garden. I really miss them - dodn't realise just how attahed you can become to cats.
Can't you keep some cats in the home? I think there is a thread about keeping cats in the garden and how to keep them in there. I hope you feel a bit better soon...and maybe get another pet.
Best wishes.
Barry
Good to hear from you Cappo.
Thew ashes bit is not easy mate. I was exactly the same as you when I picked Ozz up. Cathereine cried I manged to hold off until the car - the waiting room was busy and it all went quiet when they seen the box....which although is very nice that didn't matter.
I am only really now able to think more clearly about him without welling up...but believe me I still have my moments. We have a great picture of him trotting through a field away from us as start up pic on the laptop...might have to change it because I keep thinking of him walking out of our life...but then I think that is where he is now...happy in that field trotting arouund. Still not got the big pictures we got done in frames yet...and that must be around 6 weeks.
Miss him every single day and I don't think any dog will match him...but my god they leave such a hole as you well know. You and your family will still have your moments of tears but hopefully there will be some laughter too. We're getting with being able to laugh about the wee bugger...but it's not easy at times. Today I'm at home doing the housework on a rest day...I swear I still hear him on the wooden floors - or sometimes see him darting under the bed when the hoover goes on !
Maybe I'm a bit daft but they're always with us mate.
Take care.
Thew ashes bit is not easy mate. I was exactly the same as you when I picked Ozz up. Cathereine cried I manged to hold off until the car - the waiting room was busy and it all went quiet when they seen the box....which although is very nice that didn't matter.
I am only really now able to think more clearly about him without welling up...but believe me I still have my moments. We have a great picture of him trotting through a field away from us as start up pic on the laptop...might have to change it because I keep thinking of him walking out of our life...but then I think that is where he is now...happy in that field trotting arouund. Still not got the big pictures we got done in frames yet...and that must be around 6 weeks.
Miss him every single day and I don't think any dog will match him...but my god they leave such a hole as you well know. You and your family will still have your moments of tears but hopefully there will be some laughter too. We're getting with being able to laugh about the wee bugger...but it's not easy at times. Today I'm at home doing the housework on a rest day...I swear I still hear him on the wooden floors - or sometimes see him darting under the bed when the hoover goes on !
Maybe I'm a bit daft but they're always with us mate.
Take care.
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