Comments on: The end of an era - goodbye sweet boy.

By: Plumbroke Needmore

Plumbroke Needmore — Sun, 10 Mar 2013 23:48:35 +0000

Mark Twain said, “The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man’s.” God is love and, although I’m crazy about kitty cats & other pets, my heaven wouldn’t be complete without dogs.

By: JAG 512

JAG 512 — Fri, 01 Mar 2013 00:15:39 +0000

I’m a first-time dog owner (seemed like a great idea to the boys and I after my divorce), and I currently have two half-siblings, who are two months apart. Reading all of these posts is breaking my heart, thinking of the day when I will have to let them go and hopefully that’s at least a decade from now. Pets really do become part of your family - mine each have distinct, totally different personalities, just like my sons do, and we all cherish them both. I am so sad for all of you who have lost a best friend like this, but I respect those who know when it’s time to let a pet go. So sorry for the loss of your beloved pet. <3

By: Debbie

Debbie — Tue, 26 Feb 2013 16:37:03 +0000

I was crying through all that normally I can spell. I could talk about
Trigger all day if I could get through my tears. Great show. Debbie
Williams

By: Debbie

Debbie — Tue, 26 Feb 2013 16:33:53 +0000

We lost our little boy last summer and he is so still in my heart.
Was Trigger Boy. He was all black and a little dog with from paws
Like a seal. I loved him so much, and Yes Rachael you know when
It is time. I have had many dogs in my lofe and still do, but Trigger
Was so very hard to let go of because he was only seven.
Sorry for your loss. Debbie williams

By: Tom

Tom — Mon, 05 Nov 2012 20:32:06 +0000

We had a black poodle and when Andy died some of my wife and I died. I received a copy of The Rainbow Bridge, personalized it with Andy and Mommy’s boy, some photos and had it all framed for a Christmas present to Andy’s mommy, my wife Pat.
It took us five years to heal enough for another dog; now Puppy Boy is just as loved!
My prayers are with you and your family!

By: Linda

Linda — Sat, 03 Nov 2012 00:32:35 +0000

We lost our sweet Charlie on Sept. 19, 2012. He was a 14 year old Shepard/Lab mix. Putting him down was a heartbreaking decision to make, but in the end the right one. Toward the end Charlie loved being out on the front patio with us and just watching the other animals in the neighborhood pass by and come to say hello to him. Our two cats were with him all that day (very unusual for them) and are very attentive now that their brother has passed. We delight in the memories we made together, but it’s awfully hard to go for those walks by myself. We take comfort in the fact that he is now with our extended family that has also passed and never had a chance to know him.

By: Melissa Angelo

Melissa Angelo — Mon, 01 Oct 2012 00:03:01 +0000

I had to put my 13 year old american pitbull terrier down in 2005. I was 22 years old. Her hips gave out and she couldn’t move. I will never forget that day, holding her, and feeling her life slip away. We were cheek to cheek. I still think of her almost every day, but it isn’t a thought of sadness or mourning. I smile when I think of her howling, “I love you” or keeping balloons up in the air with her nose.. You will smile when you think of Biko. A pet really is the best friend you will ever know.

By: Eva Trowbridge

Eva Trowbridge — Fri, 28 Sep 2012 22:18:14 +0000

I had to write this after reading about the OOPS! Forgot my two black cats, one I’ve raised since someone threw his mom and three siblings from a car into a four-lane highway a year ago. My husband brought him (Newberry) home, eyes just barely opened. My first experience bottle feeding, weaning and training. Newberry would sleep on my shoulder and even now doesn’t realize he’s a lot bigger than he used to be when he would fit on my shoulder. (Newberry is the name of the road Ron found him on.) Now I just hold his behind with my arms so he can still sleep on my shoulder!!
Had to share this since reading “Lend Me a Kitten.”

By: Eva Trowbridge

Eva Trowbridge — Fri, 28 Sep 2012 22:03:45 +0000

Ten years ago Rusty, lab/Beatle came to live with us. He was love-personified and the ONLY thing that upset him was a man wearing a ball cap. We live in a VERY small town so we didn’t have to keep him fenced. On Easter Morning he didn’t come home and my husband found him dead in the highway in front of my church. We were inconsolable and then three days later a sheriff deputy who we know knocked on the door asking for Rusty. It seems the deputy would let Rusty ride in the deputy car with him at night. Ever seen a 250-pound deputy cry?. I still miss him even though I now have three dogs, Maggie (blind dachshund), Maggie (fat lab) and Sitka (chow/huskie). Even now just thinking about him hurts and I wonder what I will do when I lose one of my three musketeers.

By: Marilyn Morris

Marilyn Morris — Wed, 26 Sep 2012 03:37:56 +0000

I just watched Marley & Me for the first time yesterday, and cried at the end.
This so reminds me of the movie, and I could just picture how sweet a dog Biko was, and the picture of him on his last day just broke my heart. I’m so sorry for your loss. Pets are family, and it’s never easy to let them go to the Rainbow Bridge..