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Posted: 9/3/2008 4:56:52 PM EDT
The one about where dogs go to wait for their masters?

Link Posted: 9/3/2008 4:57:21 PM EDT
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 4:58:14 PM EDT
You didn't lose a dog did you, VT?
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 4:58:38 PM EDT
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 of 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 were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong 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...

Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:00:40 PM EDT
Wow.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:02:29 PM EDT

Originally Posted By mayoroscarmayer:
You didn't lose a dog did you, VT?
In a way I did.  My best friend lost his yellow lab today.  "Fisher".....he was fine at the BBQ on Saturday, had a hard time swallowing Monday, last night he threw up his food.   They took him to the vet today and found a tumor in his throat the size of a baseball and another one inside his body cavity.  Vet told him he wouldn't live 3 days.  They put him to sleep.


He's the bigger yellow lab.......


If I am this tore up over it, how the hell am I going to handle the inevitable with mine?
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:05:35 PM EDT
I am sorry

Reading that poem...I have to admit, I teared up. Laugh if you want people. But, dogs have a place in a mans heart like none other.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:06:46 PM EDT
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.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:07:13 PM EDT
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:07:13 PM EDT
Sorry to hear about it.  Mine are (hopefully) a long way from death and it's still something I dread from time to time.  It will be very hard.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:07:41 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/3/2008 5:08:43 PM EDT by paddle3]
Rainbow Bridge always leaves a lump in my throat.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:09:10 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/3/2008 5:09:56 PM EDT by ultramagbrion]

Originally Posted By mayoroscarmayer:
I am sorry

Reading that poem...I have to admit, I teared up. Laugh if you want people. But, dogs have a place in a mans heart like none other.



Same here man. I hate to have to hear that poem..........


Sorry for the loss VT. It never gets easy.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:09:11 PM EDT

Originally Posted By Boog:
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......


........

Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:11:05 PM EDT
I think I have something in my eye.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:12:04 PM EDT
It is very hard.  You cry, you tremble.  Hell, it has been 4 months since Duchess passed on and I am crying now.

Love them now.  Hug them.  Take them on long walks.  Take them hunting, it is one thing that binds man and dog.  Never forget they are the most loyal friend you will EVER HAVE.  They don't talk back, they rarely argue.  They are always happy when you get home.  And even happier when you are late.

But because nature made their lives 8 times shorter than ours, we eventually have to give them back to nature.  Sure, there will be others.  But you don't forget your's.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:15:14 PM EDT
The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name may become traitors to their faith.

The money that a man has he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps, when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in the moment of ill-considered action.

The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles it's cloud upon our heads. The one absolutely unselish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog.

A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side.

He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master, as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert he remains. When the riches
take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is constant in his love as the sun in it's journey through the heavens.

'If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that he accompany him, to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies, and when the last scene of all comes, and death takes the master in it's embrace, and his body is laid away in the cold
ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even in death.'
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:17:07 PM EDT
RIP,Fisher!When I lost my springer someone at this forum pointed me to the rainbow bridge site;made all the difference.Thanks guys.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:21:00 PM EDT
I'm very sorry to hear of your loss.   It's never easy.

Sorry man.  
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:22:48 PM EDT
Sorry for your loss!


Originally Posted By Scorpion34:
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.


I am crying like a little bitch with a skinned knee. That reminds me of when I had to put my last dog down. I found him when I was in kindergarten and had to put him down when I was 19. One of the saddest days of my life.

Good luck VT.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:24:45 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/3/2008 5:39:45 PM EDT by NH_AR_Shooter]
Sorry about your friends dog, its so damn tough to lose them.





The Power of the Dog

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brother and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie --
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find -- it's your own affair --
But . . . you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!);
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone -- wherever it goes -- for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We've sorrow enough in a natural way,
When it come to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long --
So why in Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

Rudyard Kipling


Thanks Radiopat for sending me this poem a while back.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:28:16 PM EDT

Originally Posted By mayoroscarmayer:
I am sorry

Reading that poem...I have to admit, I teared up. Laugh if you want people. But, dogs have a place in a mans heart like none other.



I admit it to man, i did.



Im sorry to hear about the loss
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:30:13 PM EDT
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
my other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.

He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason
for being by the way he rests against my leg;
by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile;
by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
(I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not
along to care for me.)

When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy unbounded.

When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.

Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful.

He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion.

With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.

His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and
unknown things.

He has promised to wait for me...whenever...wherever--
in case I need him.
And I expect I will--as I always have.

His is my dog.

-Gene Hill
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:35:43 PM EDT
Thanks for the poem. I never seen it. I put our dog down last month that we had for 15 years.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:39:34 PM EDT

Originally Posted By Boog:
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......


Wow dude your an asshole
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:43:23 PM EDT
just had to put mine down on Sunday.

Damn that was hard.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:45:08 PM EDT
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 5:45:50 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/3/2008 5:47:02 PM EDT by g3shooter]

Originally Posted By Boog:
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......

Hey BOG, get lost.



Any admins around?

Check this idiot's IP.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:01:12 PM EDT
our 15 yr old Pug died in his sleep Sunday before last, He was on his way out, we all knew it. at 0730 that morning my 11 yr old woke me in tears with a phone in her hand telling me it was my wife. I got on the phone and she was in tears.........I knew what had happened. My wife asked me to go make sure......I did.......He was.

I cried. Me and my daughter dug a plot, wrapped him up and put him to rest next to another friend that I had to put down 2 yrs ago. She was a mountain, never cried to the extreme, just asked me if he was in any more pain. of course I knew he went out in his sleep, so he died peacefully. she knew that too and smiled.

My wife on the other hand has been hysterical for over a week, Crying every night. We have never had a pet that touched her the way He did. He gave his love unconditionally, she accepted it. I guess that's why she is so tore up. My Daughter....Is still a mountain.

We got a new member of the family now. someone who will help mend our hearts and give us years of peace and enjoyment.

The only thing bad about a dog is their lives are too damn short.

Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:02:12 PM EDT
A dog named Beau.......

www.youtube.com/watch?v=qUNJjIwlHk8
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:06:22 PM EDT

Originally Posted By RetiredBU:
Thanks for the poem. I never seen it. I put our dog down last month that we had for 15 years.
Sorry for your loss.Another in the future?Best wishes.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:06:38 PM EDT
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:10:13 PM EDT

Originally Posted By VTHOKIESHOOTER:
If I am this tore up over it, how the hell am I going to handle the inevitable with mine?


Lost mine six month ago and I still think about him every day.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:12:34 PM EDT
Sorry to hear about the passings of everyone else's dogs.  It is a cruel thing that the world's best and most noble animal only can grace us for such a short period of time..
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:14:43 PM EDT
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:19:27 PM EDT


My mom's dog, Bob, died on Saturday.

He was half Weimeraner and half Lab.

He was 8 years old.

He had a history of small siezures - "cheesures" my mom called them, because a piece of cheese would stop the head bobbing.

Friday night he had some more severe ones and his eye was twitching.  He listed to the left.  My mom took him to the vet.  He worsened overnight and couldn't stand in the morning- but he stood for her when she arrived, then collapsed.

The vet told her Bob probably had a brain tumor.  My mom put his needs above her own and had him put down.



-p.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:32:22 PM EDT

Originally Posted By Gary_P:
our 15 yr old Pug died in his sleep Sunday before last, He was on his way out, we all knew it. at 0730 that morning my 11 yr old woke me in tears with a phone in her hand telling me it was my wife. I got on the phone and she was in tears.........I knew what had happened. My wife asked me to go make sure......I did.......He was.

I cried. Me and my daughter dug a plot, wrapped him up and put him to rest next to another friend that I had to put down 2 yrs ago. She was a mountain, never cried to the extreme, just asked me if he was in any more pain. of course I knew he went out in his sleep, so he died peacefully. she knew that too and smiled.

My wife on the other hand has been hysterical for over a week, Crying every night. We have never had a pet that touched her the way He did. He gave his love unconditionally, she accepted it. I guess that's why she is so tore up. My Daughter....Is still a mountain.

We got a new member of the family now. someone who will help mend our hearts and give us years of peace and enjoyment.

The only thing bad about a dog is their lives are too damn short.



I know how you feel.

The one on the left is the one I had to put down on Sunday.  She had a stroke.  Obviously the two remaining are pugs.  They will bore into your heart.

Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:35:13 PM EDT

Originally Posted By Boog:
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......



You can FOAD
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 6:40:18 PM EDT
Losing a good dog is hard
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:05:45 PM EDT
I do not remember for sure who said it, Might have been Mark Twain.
"If there are no dogs in heaven,then I want to go were they do when they die."
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:15:40 PM EDT
Woody,The "Woodog", 1993-2006.




I'll see him again....
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:18:35 PM EDT
"He is your friend, your partner, your dog. You are
his life, his love and his leader. He will be yours,
faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion."
- unknown
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:19:06 PM EDT

Originally Posted By g3shooter:

Originally Posted By Boog:
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......

Hey BOG, get lost.



Any admins around?

Check this idiot's IP.

Hmmm....
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:20:27 PM EDT

Originally Posted By g3shooter:

Originally Posted By Boog:
I had a dog, his name was Red,

He chased a car and now he's dead.

Red's dead baby, Red's dead.......

Hey BOG, get lost.



Any admins around?

Check this idiot's IP.


Oh ffs...
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:22:05 PM EDT
ALL GOOD THINGS by John Woloschuck of Klaatu

I never had a closer friend than you
I never had such good times
As the ones we used to have together
You're the one I told my problems to
Who through the years remained true blue
No I never had a closer friend than you

But all good things must end
No use trying to pretend it isn't so
When it's time you gotta go
But I never had a better friend than you

I know it sounds a trifle odd
To those who've never had a dog
But I never had a closer friend than you

But all good things must end
No use crying for the dead
And that's a fact
All my tears won't bring you back
And I never had a better friend than you
No I'll never have a better friend than you
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:25:35 PM EDT
A Dog's Prayer


Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness, than loving heart of me.

Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.

Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweet music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my ear.

When it is cold and wet, please take me inside...for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements...and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of setting at your feet beside the hearth...though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow, than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land...for you are my god...and I am your devoted worshiper.

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing, and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.

And beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather, hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest...and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I draw, my fate was ever safest in your hands.

-Beth Norman Harris
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:27:12 PM EDT

Originally Posted By paddle3:
Rainbow Bridge always leaves a lump in my throat.
Same here.  I put down my lab of ten years on July 2nd, 2008.  I still think about him almost every day.  Duck hunting this year just ain't going to be the same.  Enjoy every minute that you have with them.  







Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:28:52 PM EDT
Watch this sad video
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:30:04 PM EDT
[Last Edit: 9/3/2008 7:30:58 PM EDT by diggerwolf]
"The best friend man has in the world may turn against him and become his worst enemy. His son, or his daughter, that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and good name may become traitors to their faith. The money a man has he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our head.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground when the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only to be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.

When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wing, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

If fortune dries his master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege that that of accompanying him against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when that last scene comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there, by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful, and true, even in death."

Senator Vest, speaking to a jury about Old Drum, shot in 1869.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:30:26 PM EDT

Originally Posted By mayoroscarmayer:
I am sorry

Reading that poem...I have to admit, I teared up. Laugh if you want people. But, dogs have a place in a mans heart like none other.


Rainbow bridge?
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:31:52 PM EDT
I think I got some dust in my eyes.... Gonna go pet the labs now.
Link Posted: 9/3/2008 7:33:17 PM EDT
A little lighter, and to a cat, but what the heck.

Ode to Spot, by Data
   Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
   An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature;
   Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
   Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.

   I find myself intrigued by your sub-vocal oscillations,
   A singular development of cat communications
   That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
   For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.

   A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents,
   You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
   And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion
   It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

   Oh Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
   Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array;
   And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
   I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
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