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dun4u

Gone but not forgotten....

Thank you for your lovely comments about Pip. (MY MATE PIP). Unfortunately his little friend, Patch, had to be put down in March last year at the age of 16! Now he really was a working terrier. He was bred by Gary Payne who was with the Old Berks at that time.

I had him from a puppy and he spent all his life on the farm, rabbiting, ratting etc. and had been known to catch and kill a few grass-snakes, adders and someone's pet ferret which had escaped! He would sit and bark at hedgehogs and, if he couldn't get to the rats, I used to have to find him and bring him indoors before he had a heart attack, because he was born with a weak heart. (heart murmer, leaky valve, enlarged aeorta and irregular heartbeat!!!) How he lived to sucha good age I'll never know.
Eventually I had to have him put down as he was coughing non-stop, because of his heart.

He still has a litter brother going strong, called Henry.

I was given the following poem the day after he died, by my neighbour. Make sure you have plenty of tissues to hand!!!



storm

That is a lovely poem Dun4U.

Patch lived to a ripe old age considering he had a weak heart.
Jasper my dog, lived to be 6 until he died from heartfailure.
I wrote this poem just after he died and thought you might like to read it.

To Jasper


Oh Jasper our darling
we loved you so much,
we long for your warmth,
your smell and touch.
Our lives were turned round
by your wonderful ways,
we dream and yearn
to recapture those days.
Magical moments
with our dear pal around,
one of the family,
true love we all found.
In the garden we’d sit,
content beyond measure;
time spent in a world
we valued as treasure.
Warmth from the sun,
clouds and life in the sky,
we held our heads up,
felt the wind passing by.
Now you little Jaspie,
are that wind from above,
we can’t see you or hold you,
but
feel the warmth of your love.


(1st June 2005)
MrsWW

They are both so lovely - thank you for sharing them.
Crow wing

I should imagine that will bring a lump to the throat of anyone who has owned and lost a canine companion.
Lloyd

Kaizer is nearing the end. I imagine he and I will see the vet in a few days. His brain is still youthfull but as a ten year old German Shepherd, he's passed his sell by date. He suddenly is covered in tumours, is tired and listless, so we're spoiling him stupid now on his fave human food. Like Chicken pie with spuds or extra sardines or pilchards in his food. The vet gave him steroids that helped, but we will be going back in Weds or maybe sooner.

He's had me for ten years. Hard against my side through crap like divorce. I don't really know how I will cope. Enough already. Lovely poem.
kaz

We're thinking of you Lloyd :pale: It comes to a time when you know that you have to do the right thing.
Dunk

It will be a very difficult and upsetting time for you as you will have lost your best friend, but you will have to look back and think of all the wonderful things you did together. There are so many times when I am out and I will hear a sound or smell something and I think back to my little Jaspie, yesterday I went shopping and saw another Cavalier acting daft on its lead and doing the "crab walk" (he could never walk in a straight line always sideways) and I couldn't stop laughing remembering what an idiot he was!

Keep on spoiling him rotten, and enjoy the time you still have together.
Leanne

this might be a comfort Lloyd-


OLD DOG

by vet Peter Jackson
Published in an ‘Anthology of Poetry By Veterinary Surgeons’

Yes, they have left him,
No, there’s naught to do-
Save let him out of life the gentle way;
For wear of body tissues past repair
Is that hard price so many years must pay.

Yes, I’ve known him since he was a pup,
Vaccinated him long years ago
And treated him a score of times since then-
Somehow its fitting I should let him go.
He trusts me and holds up a paw unasked:
“One needle more, old friend-the best and last”
Thus to put off the weariness of pain-
Slip soft from sleep to silence, suffering past.

Do animals have souls, you ask of me?
No, not as humans do in their degree,
But loved and loving beasts, the wise agree,
By body’s death could never cease to be!
storm

Leanne, that's lovely, I've tears in my eyes.

Lloyd, I feel for you and your family at such a time.
Dunk

THE RAINBOW BRIDGE

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

I cry every time I read this, but I find it very comforting
Lloyd

The tears are pouring off my face as I write this, I found that so comforting. Thank you.

He is asleep now, and happy. I printed off that poem, I'm going to need it.

Thank you again.
dun4u

Lloyd - our thoughts are with you.

The heartache which we endure when we have to make these decisions is what we have to pay, for the privilege of being able to share the life of our companions.

Pity those who do not understand or care for animals - those who do not share in the pleasure which they can bring - those people are empty, with empty lives. Your Kaizer has filled your life, and in return you have given him your love. Better to have given your love and felt the heartbreak of losing it, than never to have given your love at all.
Issy

It is always heartbreaking when you have to have any animal put down but it is the last act of kindness you can do for them.
JD

I'm really sorry for all your losses, and I'm thinking of you Lloyd.

I lost my Collie last year, he was 14 and had been with me through my divorce too. All the poems made me cry.
Lloyd

Thanks, JD. He's still doing well on the steroids which have reduced the fluid in his leg and given him a new zest for life. We go back to the vets later in the week to see if we can manage the growth of his lumps, but I won't get my hopes up, just enjoy each day with him right now. He slept on my bed last night, and we had a big cuddly lie in this morning as I'm on a late shift. He's currently basking on the lawn. :-)
Countrysider

We lost a labrador last year. Unfortunately he had a stroke, but he had been covered in lumps for 4 or 5 years. He had one removed from his leg when he was 4 years old and the vet told us that it was a cancer and it MIGHT come back. He grew several lumps some got the size of a tennis ball. The vet said that they were just fatty and not to worry.

I think if your old dog is happy enough even if you are keeping him on steroids and painkillers then leave him be. You will know if he starts to suffer and then the decision is easier made.
Brownbear

My old mate Ben went to that special place for dogs where he can crap on as many front lawns as he likes without an enraged gardner chucking a boot at him. Where thousands of black Lab bitches are panting for his carnal attentions. And where every bit of discarded wrapping paper contains a Christmas sausage.
Lloyd

Kaizer's still around....just. Comfortable but very very tired. Lies down virtually all teh time on the sofa, watching the world go by. Eats a slice or so of toast each day in small pieces, drinks almost nothing, very weak. Another day or so maybe?
kaz

That's a nice photo of him Lloyd.
We're thinking of you day by day.
storm

Make the most of your last days together. Thinking of you.

Rose X
Dunk

Ah Lloyd that made tears in my eyes. Cherish every moment you have left with him.

xxx

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