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Originally Posted by mhuffman  Cindy. Thank you. Is that picture on your site little Jingle? She looks so much like Koda, only Koda was such a tomboy/girl. She loved the outdoors and I was naive. Your kind words help and I now try to imagine her still with me. Today was somewhat better but hurting again now. How long before you got Presley and what breed is he/she? I am just not sure I can survive another loss, but caring for something might be the thing to do. Thanks for your insight on the grief process. I guess I have been fortunate in my 62 years to not have had to go through this. It is so different when a pet is older versus being yanked from you. Again, thank you. M |
Hi, the picture you see by my name is Presley, on my profile under photo albums is a Jingle album with pics of my sweet baby. I too lost Jingle to an accident and way too young, he was only 7. I think your right about it's a different process of losing one to old age versus when one is ripped from you, though neither scenario is easy. It was only a few weeks before we got Presley after Jingle passed. It was not an easy decision, when my husband suggested getting another baby it made me mad, I felt at first it would dishonor Jingles memory somehow. I was really struggling hard with Jingles death, hands down it was one of the hardest things I have been through. My babies are just that -my babies. Their little lives are so interwoven with ours, and their love is truly unconditional. I kept thinking Jingle would have been so mad and jealous if I got another baby, but my husband brought out a very valid point, Jingle would absolutely HATE to see me in the shape I was in, he would have hated seeing me so upset.
When we found Presley, I was scared, so worried that I was making a wrong decision. Even though the breeder was wonderful, sent me pics and videos of Presley that brought smiles to my face, in my heart I was scared to death. The day we went to get Presley was hard (before we got there) I still had feelings of guilt about getting another baby, and I honestly wondered if I could love another like I loved Jingle. When I seen Presley and held him my fears were relieved and I cried again but of relief and joy
Presley hasn't replaced Jingle at all, no baby can take Jingles place in my heart, Presley has his own paw print on my heart, equally loved.
Presley helped the healing process, even though I still have hard times and tears with Jingle, Presley has been exactly what we needed. He keeps me busy and laughing at his silly little puppy antics. His energy is high and his heart is huge, nothing is like puppy kisses to lessen the hurt. For sure Jingle taught me 2 things, 1. My house is not a home without a Yorkie (there is just something special about Yorkies) 2. It is better to loved and lost than to have never loved at all. If I had it to do all over again I would in a heartbeat, because the joy he brought to my life and my family's was worth everything.
I'm sorry this post was so long, I hope my story helps somehow. My prayers are with you as you are going through these hard days. The decision to get another pup can be hard and everyone is different, but it was a life saver for me. God bless you and yours!