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Originally Posted by Kaoticly_Jolie  Thank you Matese. I am sorry for your loss too. Your post brought me to tears but for once not over my Bella. Yet for your little one. My other yorkie is acting normal unless she is in the space her and her sister spent most of their time with me. Than she is wanting more attention, which I am giving. Or she will bark for her sister. If I am crying she tries to lay down on my head or at least cuddles to my neck. Unfortantly the ones acting like I am weird are dog owners. Have lost many dogs, yet don't understand my pain. That is why I have turned to this board. I believe now yorkies are God's special angels sent to those of us who have been deemed worthy of having an angel in our mist. My angel just completed her job and was called home. If I don't look at it that way I get angry. |
Sad to say recalling that day made me sick and cry while I was telling you my story, I loved that lil girl maybe more then I should have, but that's how I am with these sweet little babies, I know the severe, true PAIN in my heart that day, so I know what you are going through. Yes I to have friends that have DOGS, and they are treated like DOGS, not abused, but not over loved like we do with our yorkies. When I had to put my beautiful girl down I swore no more babies for me, I am getting older, the pain I suffer is to great, to over whelming. The day after I put my sweet girl down I gathered what ever was laying in view and took it to the no kill shelter in my area, for several days I packed up everything I had from this girl and things I had from my other babies, coats, sweaters, harnesses, leashes, tons of toys, canned food, treats, anything and everything dog related, it took 3 trips in my pick up to the no kill shelter and a 5 foot long kiddie pool, my yorkies LOVED water, LOVED their kiddie pool. For 3 weeks all I did was cry, I made a little memorial of her most favorite things, donating all that I had for her and what I kept from my other babies was not to erase her and other 3 babies, I donated to poor abused babies that needed what I was NEVER going to use again. I missed my baby more then I can say, I was now 1000% ALONE, I had 4 dogs at one time, each one that went to rainbow bridge I still had more at home, this was the last of my brood, another reason I took her loss very hard. Now I was totally ALONE. (ppl I would meet would ask "do you live by your self or say do you live alone" I would say NO, I live with my yorkie) this was the first time I was yes alone, the house felt so empty, my heart was dead, I could not drive, I was a hazard on the road, my mind would drift to the day I got that call to come say my goodbyes, I had to put her down. (sending before I loose this)