Let's not ever forget!

[schatzie]

I don't want this to be a "sad, heart breaking" thread. I just know, that during my time loving Half-Pint (Yorkie) or Hailey (Brussel's Griffon) I was not aware of or involved with Yorkie Talk.

I just thought it would be nice to take a moment to "reflect" on those we were blessed enough to cherish before and continue our love for. It doesn't have to be a Yorkie, just a pet that stays within your heart for memories to forever remain.

I guess I kinda feel that I had missed out on telling you all about Half-Pint my little angel Yorkie etc. And other's might have too, not sure.

I feel fortunate to feel peace now when I think of Half-Pint and Hailey too, and it was a long road to get to this feeling. I know there are other members here who are struggling with their loss over their Yorkie's or even other beloved pets. I think nothing heals the pain even more than sharing pictures and thoughts with other's.


Ok, mine are as follows. I do not yet know how to give title's or stories next to the picture so i have to do it this way...

The first one is of Half-Pint. She was/is my dream Yorkie. She is what made my heart fall in love with the Yorkie breed. She gave me so much in the week that I had her to last me a lifetime. She is truly an angel sent from above to teach me so many things. She was so beautiful and words can never express how much I will always miss her. She was from a breeder who
I have become dear friends with and both of us love her.


The next few are of Half-Pint....Then there is little Hailey. We called her Hailey Bug. She is our first "purchased over the internet, never seen before or knew personally the breeder"..She was from TX. I don't personally care for her breeder but I look at it as a positive experience because it taught me a lot about breeders, contracts, trust, etc. Hailey after spending many thousands of dollars for came down with hip displaysia at 5 months. Her surgery was to be almost $8,000 and with a guarantee that she still would never be right. I just did not find it worthy of keeping her, so we returned her to the breeder in TX. Also, the picture of Hailey we received over the internet was not the same dog that came off the plane the day i first laid eyes on. It was Hailey. I never said a word. I took in this little sweet pup and gave her all the love I could until all the problems with her overcame emotions and I had to do what I felt was right and that was to return her.

But with all this said. I know there are many of us who never ever want to "let go" or even have the ability to do so of our such loved pets. Looking at their pictures and remembering them brings us yes pain, but such joy, warmth, and joy. I never regret having Half-Pint and Hailey for such a short time for they both have given me personally a lifetime of love and cherished memories. Though on paper they both have cost me over $5,000 they both gave me a million's worth of something priceless.

I know there are many posts of member's who are given their Yorkie's for such a little time. And the stress of dealing with the breeder, contracts, stress of vet bills and not to mention mental pain can be over whelming. I have learned that I had to sit back and take a moment to realize maybe their was a gift in itself as to why I had my little girls for such a short amount of time. I can now smile now to realize I was given something so great that no amount of money could ever buy. I truly feel blessed!

[aimee]

This is such a moving post - it brought tears to my eyes. Here are my "stories"

Chi-Chi: This was my "parents" Yorkie, she was purchased when I was (I think) about two years old. She died when I was 14 and although I can't remember what was exactly wrong with her, I remember her last days being so hard for everyone. This sweet girl allowed me to dress her up in doll clothes, take her in a baby carriage and would sleep with me on my pillow until the day she died. I wish I had a picture of her because it was this darling that taught me about the unconditional love one can have for an animal. No matter how old I am, I will always remember Chi-Chi with love and tenderness.

Luke: We got Luke shortly after Chi-Chi passed on. He was a Yorkie mix but unfortunately didn't live to see the age of one. Luke was "my dog" - I took him everywhere and trained him really well (for a teenager too!) until he got sick. Again, memory is failing me here as to exactly what happened. But my parents were told that surgery was the only option and even then there were no guarentees. My parents decided the best thing to do would be to put him down, and he was. Please don't think badly of my parents for making this decision. Luke was in a lot of pain and was immobile at the time he was put down. He was a great companion. I used to carry him in my over-alls pocket and he was my shadow. Although I didn't know Luke for as long as Chi-Chi, he still has a huge place in my heart.

Milo: My husband and I purchased Milo when we moved to England with the Air Force. This cat was the most un-catlike animal in the world. He learned to open doors and would follow us everywhere we went. Unfortunately he got out one day and we found him later, he was unable to move. We rushed him to the vet and he died two days later. Turns out he had injested poison. We have no way of knowing if this was intentional or not. He was the best cat I have ever known.

Thanks for this post. Revisiting these memories is painful, yet helpful. I'm smiling now thinking of the antics of these darlings who I have loved

[KK'sMom]

We have over the years had to put down Angel, my first poodle, Beau, a beautiful Doberman and Roc, our last doberman. We went to sleep crying and woke up crying over these precious pets that gave us so much love and devotion.........unconditional love.
On November 18, 2004, my 8yr. old Yorkie, Katie, was missing when my husband got home from work. We posted flyers all over town, looked for her, ads in the paper, etc. In one way it was worse not knowing what happened to her vs. sitting at the vet and holding a sick one and letting them slip away to a better place. We found out 4 Yorkies and 2 Bichons were stolen in our area in the month prior to Christmas. I have to believe that someone bought her and she is sleeping with some little child who loves her. People said cruel things to me like, "well you know she could have been taken by a chicken hawk or the coyotes could have gotten her". My heart was broken. The mental pictures were too horrible to think. I was depressed for weeks and my husband and I cried with each other. I started looking for a new baby. Not to "replace" Katie, but to fill the "Yorkie" hole in my heart. I can't imagine life without a yorkie now. Katie was such a doll baby and my first yorkie. I am supposed to get my new baby in a couple of days and she will make her own special place in my heart next to Katies. People ask me why we keep getting new pets after the loss of a loved one. I say, if you have to ask, I can't explain it. If you understand why, you don't ask me, you know.
They give so much love and ease the grief. Our lab has been there for us through the deaths of both our dobermans and Katies loss. It's as if she mourns too and knows. She looks at us as if to say, "I'm still here and I love you". I know one day she will go to Rainbow Bridge but there will be other babies there to ease the pain and give that unconditional love you can't get from any human.

[StewiesMom]

My black lab, Midnite, died in August of last year at the age of 14 of what I assume to be natural causes. She was my little sweetie. We got here when I was 6 from the pound -- she was just six months old and minutes from being put down. I loved her so much. My favorite memory of her is when she was 2 or 3 years old and my mom was babysitting my cousin. The baby was toddling around, teaching himself to walk. Midnite followed him around everywhere (she was about 12 times his size). He started to wobble and lose his balance and my little Midnite stuck her head under his butt to break his fall.