Dona in Houston wrote:
I think I have his lovely signature when I finished photographing him two or three times in a row.

Jacob, have good time with sexy ladies out there.

Yes you do...and such the smoothie he was, I'm sure he's having too much fun. 

DVS wrote:
I haven't checked this in a week...what a wonderful surprise of new beautiful thoughts and words...thank you all.

I'm spreading part of his ashes in the flower bed as mentioned on Nov 1st...Dia De Los Muertos.  It would be a good day to let him rest in love.

That's sweet.

Rika Rave wrote:
My old kitty went the same way.
They are at peace now.


A very inspiring piece of literature by author unknown:
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....



Makes me cry every time.

This is the most beautiful thing ever written.
I always post this whenever a friend loses a pet.
It was written I think by Former NY Giant/LA Ram D lineman Rosie Greer.

DVS wrote:
His final days were difficult to witness as he was no longer was the spirited feline he once was, mostly laying still unmoving with hindered breathing with no appetite.

We had a cat of 18 yrs go lastyear this very way. her fate however was caused by feline breast cancer that spread to her lungs.

She was highly spirited and untrusing of just about everyone. She only allowed my Husband to pick her up or pet her most of the time. On rare occassions she would allow me. However once I because pregnant with the twins last year she became more docile towards me as well. Every night she would jump up on the bed and lay at the foot while my hubby and took out the doppler baby heart monitor to listen to the babies heartbeats. She would come up from the foot and cuddle up next to my stomach sometimes and lick it as if welcoming the babies to the family. Sadly she didn't make it through to see them brought home.

We miss her dearly.


I am so sorry for your loss. Many many hugs to you.

Edit: I just realized this was a revived post....no matter I still give many hugs for the loss...I hope that the pain of the loss has lessened some for you.

Engel Schrei wrote:
Why animals don't live as long as people
by Robin Downing, DVM

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owner, his wife, and their little boy 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, the owners told me they thought it would be good for the four-year-old boy to observe the procedure. They felt he could learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. The little boy 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.

The little boy, 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, "Everybody is born so that they can learn how to live a good life - like loving everybody and being nice, right?" The four-year- old continued, "Well, animals already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."

One of my favorite things to read ever.