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Originally Posted by Teresa Ford  Sue I am so very sorry. I just went through the same thing last Tues. My Noah was 18 too. He was very healthy most of his life, he was bigger boy about 9 lb.s. . The thing that is helping me the most, is my other Yorkies. Few People really understand how we can love our Yorkies so much. My daughter-inlaw is not cruel but, just doesn't understand. She called yesterday and said, 'Your not still upset over that old dog are you ?" I have lost parents, a child, a husband, and beloved Yorkies, and time is the only thing that allows us to cope with our loss and get on with our life. Hugs and prayers for you and yours. |
Hi Teresa, Im so sorry to hear about your Noah, as you said Im sure your daughter in law didnt mean to be creul but just doesnt understand. Im going through the same thing with my best friend, we have been close for 30 years, and although sympathetic when it happend, she just can not get her head around why Im still grieving. So much so that I have now stopped talking about him to her. Like your daughter in law, its just tha lack of understanding.
I thank god for my daughter who is always there to give me a hug when I need it and there to listen and talk about him and now we even laugh over happy memories about him and the odd adventure he managed to get himself into.
One I will share with you now, about 5 years ago, I was putting rubbish out for the bin men(Im from the UK) and it was boxing day,the day after Christmas day, some-how my little boy managed to escape through the front gate without me noticing, I secured the door, and went back inside expecting him to be in his bed or on the sofa, to my dismay he wasnt. He was chipped but didnt have his name/number collar on as I had removed it to bathe him, we were devestated and distraught, anyway to cut a very long story short, after 6 days of phoning every local vet, the police, dog pound, rescue home, putting up posters and going out every single day and night searching for him, I got a call from a lady who lived only 2 miles away from me, to say that she found him the day he went missing about 100 yards away, as it was a public holiday she had nowhere to take him and she had only stopped at the local shop on her way to London(about 160 miles from me) to visit family for the holidays, and just didnt have the heart to leave him behind. (Thank God)
So my boy spent 6 days in London, visiting such sights as Buckingham Palace, Hyde Park and other London landmarks. In the meantime, she phoned her daughter before she left London to see if anybody had reported a yorkie lost. Her daughter spotted my poster in the local vets and when she got back she phoned me, I can not tell you how happy I was to see him as I thought at his age (he was 13) at the time, he had no chance as I live near very very busy roads, I have remained friends with this wonderful woman ever since and she was so upset to hear about his passing.
Im so very sorry to all of you on here that have told me about your similar circumstances with losing your beloved babys, and thank you also for sharing your storys with me and telling me what I am going through is normal. This is a wonderful forum and Im glad to have found you all.
Sue xx