Still grieving my fur baby...
 

Last month, I lost my childhood pet Molly. She was a Yorkshire Terrier, that I had from an eight week old puppy. She was much-wanted present for my 13th birthday. She was my beautiful baby, we were inseparable all the way through my childhood, and into my teen years. When I moved out at 18, she came with me and made my first apartment a whole lot less lonely. She used to follow me to every room in the house. She came with me everywhere, and when I got married at 25 she was the flowergirl (my 3 best friends for childhood were the bridesmaids, and they fought all day about who got to look after her, she was such a loveable little girl). She slept on my bed every night for 15 years, curled up in a ball by my tummy, a little dreaming ball of fur. But last month she caught cancer, and she was in so much pain. It was inhumane to keep her alive, but even in her last painful hours she still tried so hard to stay cheerful. She passed away peacefully, in my arms. My house is so lonely without her. My hubby tries to comfort me, but I just feel like no-one feels the pain I do. There's a little Molly shaped hole in my heart. I have my new fur baby Lola, and she reminds me so much of Molly that it's uncanny. But its kind of comforting. I don't think I'll ever stop missing her, but Lola is the light at the end of the tunnel. Sorry for such a long story, but I guess you guys understand the feeling, huh? xxx :aimeeyork

I am so sorry. It must have been devastating to let her go after 15 years of loving her. Telling us about Molly was a wonderful tribute. May her memories provide a sense of comfort. ~Joanne~

Oh sweetie. I am so sorry. I know how hard it is on you. I think time will be the only thing that will help. However, you will never forget about your sweet girl. I hope Lola will bring you much joy.

I'm so very sorry for your loss. Molly will always be in your heart. Sending you hugs. Rest in Peace, Molly.

I understand totally. They never replace our lost pets. But they sure help us go on.

It does get easier with time. You gave Molly a wonderful life. There will come a time you will be able to think of her and not feel the pain you do right now. My thoughts are with you.

I'm so sorry about your little Molly. I lost a baby to cancer too and its so hard. Little Lola is going to help you so much. A new one never replaces because each one has their own personality etc. but, it sure helps to have something to concentrate on rather than the losing of one. I don't think you ever really get over it and thats why some may disagree but IMO it helps to go get another one and let little Lola be a new beginning. I have lost 2 furbabies and at times when I think of them I cry, or laugh at maybe something they did. Molly will always be there in your heart. Enjoy little Lola and RIP sweet baby Molly.

Thankyou all :) xxxxxxx

So sad for your loss of Molly, I have been through this several times. God sent you Lola to heal the hole you feel in your heart but not to replace the memories of Molly. Welcome to YT.

I am soooo Sorry!! I know Exactly what you are going through....

I lost my Schipperke 'Ouzo", after 13-years, this time, on June 11th, last year. He passed in my arms, as well.... Was going to wait until the end of summer to have some time to myself before even thinking of getting another pup...... knowing how much work t was going to be.... BUT, my place was sooooo empty and quiet.....it was more torture, than anything.

I went and picked up "Riley" at 10-weeks old on July 23rd.
I have been Blessed with such an Easy Wonderful Puppy in Riley.
He has really helped with the healing....

I think about my Sweet Ouzo, "Every Day"....and although I Still get teary eyed....... I Always End Up Smiling.

FROM FRIEND TO FRIEND
You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.

That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all these years...
My partner 'til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.

And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll stay.

I'll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I'll run,
...a young dog once again.

I am so sorry for your loss. Yes there are alot of us here that really do understand how you feel. Our furbabies hold a part of our heart that noone else can have. I lost my sweet Bunkey to liver disease in March and just couldnt think of another baby,I was just going to wait. Then I found YT and the lovely people here helped me heal by understanding how I felt. I found my little Mina,she and I are still building a relationship. She has been so easy,even house training and she is so smart that she seems to understand what I want her to do just by talking to her,not really even giving commands.
Your new baby will not take the place of Molly but she will fill the hole in your heart up over time.
Welcome to YT,I hope that your journey here with all of us will be filled with laughter and joy.

I'm so sorry about your loss of Molly. The two of you grew up together, and it must have been wonderful having each other to love. Love lasts forever, and Molly will always remain in your heart. I hope the beautiful memories of the times you shared help to replace the sadness that you are feeling right now.

I also hope the following two things help to comfort you. The link below is a youtube video that a close friend of mine sent to me when we lost our little girl, Ashley, when she was almost seventeen last June.

Living Love

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simple because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room--and when you feel it brush against you for the first time--it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet--and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you---you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.

But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size than your own---seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg--very very lightly.

And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay---you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart---As time passes the ache will come and go as it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when---along with the memory of your pet---and piercing through the heaviness in your heart---there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love---like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets--it is a Love that we will always possess.

-Written by Martin Scot Kosins

Wow !....very powerful....whoever said grown men don't cry, was totally wrong:(

I do understand my friend. I just had Noah put to sleep this Tues. He was 18 yrs old. He had cancer. He was with me throught the hardest years of my life. Some days he was the only reason I got up and kept going.
I have lost a child, husband, parents,and beloved Yorkies, the only thing that helps us cope is time. Hugs & prayers for you and yours.