Sitting Here Sobbing

Lois E. Winters

Lois E. Winters

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What a way to spend Christmas Eve. I keep crying my eyes out over Marley. It's been 5 months, and my heart is still broken. She was such an outstanding dog. I cannot begin to tell you how she would respond to just a nod of my head, or my raised pinky. She listened to everything I taught her, and it was as though she really understood every word I said. Maybe it was my soft tone and looking her in the eye.

Who knows how or what an animal thinks, but, I know she trusted me from the outset. She believed in me, and I never let her down.

This picture is an example of how she'd sit and look at me when I spoke to her. Never took her eyes off me. Later, she guarded me everywhere I went.

I'll need a sleeping pill tonight.
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I think we all (or those who’ve loved our animal pets) have had special ones that touch our hearts more deeply than others do. For me, it was my Chipper, who is in my Christmas avatar.
Chipper was my heart dog, and he understood everything I said, and most of what I was thinking.
I can relate to your missing Marley so much, @Lois E. Winters , and am sending you a big virtual hug for comfort, and prayers that you can enjoy a lot of the wonderful memories that you have of Marley , eventually, and not just the heartbreak of losing her.
 
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Lois E. Winters said:
What a way to spend Christmas Eve. I keep crying my eyes out over Marley. It's been 5 months, and my heart is still broken. She was such an outstanding dog. I cannot begin to tell you how she would respond to just a nod of my head, or my raised pinky. She listened to everything I taught her, and it was as though she really understood every word I said. Maybe it was my soft tone and looking her in the eye.

Who knows how or what an animal thinks, but, I know she trusted me from the outset. She believed in me, and I never let her down.

This picture is an example of how she'd sit and look at me when I spoke to her. Never took her eyes off me. Later, she guarded me everywhere I went.

I'll need a sleeping pill tonight.
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I'm so sorry you lost your littler Marley, it is hard to lose our pets who become family.
Lois there are many in shelters of all sizes who may help you and the animal.
Of course it will never replace Marley. Tell it it can thank your wonderful Marley for having a home.
 
Lois E. Winters said:
What a way to spend Christmas Eve. I keep crying my eyes out over Marley. It's been 5 months, and my heart is still broken. She was such an outstanding dog. I cannot begin to tell you how she would respond to just a nod of my head, or my raised pinky. She listened to everything I taught her, and it was as though she really understood every word I said. Maybe it was my soft tone and looking her in the eye.

Who knows how or what an animal thinks, but, I know she trusted me from the outset. She believed in me, and I never let her down.

This picture is an example of how she'd sit and look at me when I spoke to her. Never took her eyes off me. Later, she guarded me everywhere I went.

I'll need a sleeping pill tonight.
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Most of us pet parents totally understand, Lois. I'm so sorry for your loss, and I know your heart is broken. I thought I would never get over Harry's death. We have had several dogs over the years and loved them all, but Harry was "my dog" and my little soul mate. There will never be another one like him, and I have no interest in having another dog. His grave is in the back yard under an oak tree; I still go out there occasionally and talk to him. I told my husband that when I'm cremated he can scatter my ashes all around Harry's grave.

Merry Christmas, my friend. Marley is still with you; those paw prints will always be on your heart.
 
When I had to have my beloved Chipper put to sleep, it was just heartbreaking, and I knew that no other dog could even come close to replacing him, and so I just grieved for the next year or two.
Eventually, I realized that while I would always miss Chipper, I also missed just having a soft little lap dog to hold and pet and love. So, I started looking for an adult dog that would be the right size and work for me, and needed a loving home.

Poodle came from a dog breeder, and had probably lived in a cage, but I think that at one time in his life, he belonged to someone who loved him, and that he somehow lost. (He loves wearing dog clothes and sleeping in bed, under the blankets)
When I got him, he didn’t know his name, and was pretty traumatized, and I just called him “Poodle” while I was trying to find a name that seemed to fit him.

I realized that he was learning that the Poodle word meant him, and he listened whenever i said it. I didn’t want him to have to learn another name, so he became Poodle.
If he gets out the front door and off the porch, he wants to run around the neighborhood and explore (which I do NOT want him to do); so then I named him “Marco Poodle”, after the great explorer.
He is a wonderful little dog, and i am so glad that i got him, and he is happy to have a home where he is loved.

As @Marie Mallory has mentioned, it is always a blessing to rescue a shelter animal or a homeless one, like the cats that show up here for food and shelter.
 
Mary Stetler said:
My heart goes out to you. After our little Emma, we decided we could no longer get another dog. We are not up to walking one and sometimes would not be up to even tie-ing one out. We loved and miss our pets. But I have sometimes felt them.
Hugs.
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We feel the same way, Mary. Sometimes I think having another pup would be nice, but then I remember how much care they need. My sister has a little dog that is having issues with one of his hind legs. She has spent literally thousands of dollars in the past couple of years and taken him to 3 different vets trying to get his leg fixed. I'm just not up to it any longer.
 
Two of my sons are both losing their long-time pets, and the sadness of the imminent demise is setting in. I am not sure the kids totally realize what is going to happen shortly. One other son's family lost their friend a year or so ago, but they have found another to go on hikes and adventures with their family. I had to put the rescue dog that saw me through my fall and recovery a while ago, and I still talk to him sometimes when I pass where he is buried.
 
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