Lost friends...

Guess I was in need of a good cry tonite, so I logged in here and reread the threads of my little Tia who died 2 1/2 years ago due to poisoning... Sitting here choked up and tears flowing trying to get this out...

I've had many animals come and go in my life - so many strays taken in growing up and pets of my own but i've never had an animal affect me so deeply and it may be silly to say, but I can't see getting over her any time too soon. I still think about her often and whenever I speak of her, I always get choked up. It's amazing how far an animal can get under one's skin.

She really was my soul mate with fur on 4 legs. It really is a case of don't know what you got til it's gone.

God I miss her :(

I am so sorry you are still in pain - but I can certainly relate....as most of us here can.

Though we love each one individually..and try not to have favorites..there is always that special one that touches our heart like no other. I aswell think of my rottie Ben everyday - infact driving to work this morning he once again came to mind.(It has been 3 years since his passing) I aswell will always remember him and I realize now that he can never ever be replaced.

I have however opened my heart and home to 2 other dogs that are not the same breed, but have some very special qualities that I hold very close to me. Though I never will forget nor have another 'Ben', I do have a Julia and a Maddox (my foster), who have let that light back in.

I hope you find peace and comfort. Best to you.:grouphug:

She really was my soul mate with fur on 4 legs. It really is a case of don't know what you got til it's gone.

God I miss her :(

Of course you do. She has a big piece of real estate in your heart. And that is a gift. It may make you weep. It may make you ache with loss. How can such pain be a gift? Not everyone is blessed with having an animal touch them to the core of their being. Not everyone will know pure love and pure devotion as you have. When you weep, she is there. When you ache with the missing of her, she is there. Acknowledge the pain, but remember and embrace the blessing.

My last grrrl, Tai, has been gone for well over thirteen years and I still shed a tear or three in the missing of her.

Of course you do. She has a big piece of real estate in your heart. And that is a gift. It may make you weep. It may make you ache with loss. How can such pain be a gift? Not everyone is blessed with having an animal touch them to the core of their being. Not everyone will know pure love and pure devotion as you have. When you weep, she is there. When you ache with the missing of her, she is there. Acknowledge the pain, but remember and embrace the blessing.

My last grrrl, Tai, has been gone for well over thirteen years and I still shed a tear or three in the missing of her.

How beautiful mummummum! Now you've got me all emotional at work.

Your words are so powerful and so true.

"Conversations from the Bridge..."

by Ginny Brancato

Do they know we Pray, Fifi?

Listen ,Fifi meowed....listen.

All Ears perked up, tails wagged swiftly back and forth, wings fluttered to the sound of soft vibrations .

Chimes, Charity whispered, chimes, someone is asking for a prayer..

Lady and Rambo jumped high up onto a fluffy cloud to take a peek over the meadow. Buddy squealed, "look at the rainbow!"

A soft golden glow illuminated them all as they darted toward the site of the magical rainbow, shimmering beyond them. Boo Boo jumped atop the regal Diva and Mugsy and Max held tight to her glorious mane, as she swished it back and forth .. and pranced proudly through the green lush blades of grass.

The chimes grew louder as they got closer and the rainbow seemed to sway in tune. They all knew..a prayer was needed..

The crickets rubbed their wings in succession to the chimes and the the fluttering of the birds wings carried the joyful tune across the Bridge for all to came awake. ... even the tiny one's opened their eyes to the magical sound sent their way, the beauty and wonderment of the Bridge reflected love and contentment within their gaze.

"Do they know we pray for them," Charity whispered to Fifi.

"Yes, they know we pray. They feel our spirit all the time, they do. They know we hear their prayers".

Fifi 's paw touched Salem's head gently. Charity looked up, a solemn look upon her sweet face.

"But sometimes we don't answer their prayers, will they know we prayed, Fifi?"

Fifi's tail wrapped around Salem, Floyd and BO. Precious, wrapped her tail around Saboo, Gizmo and Dusty. Ozzie, Burton, Cristal and Harley leaned even closer. waiting for Fifi's reply..Coco and Tipple Toes drew even nearer

Fifi whispered," They'll know it was time for their loved ones to leave for the Bridge, to be with us until we all meet again. They will know we prayed, they will just know "

The rustling of the wind calmed down for a brief moment of silence...

Fifi whispered softly, "Hear our prayer to earth".

Hear our prayer to earth they all said together. Meows and dog barks and every animal sound at the bridge could be heard ....and a loving prayer was sent to Earth . Soon the sounds of chimes slowed down, the tunes fading within the blue blue sky and white fluffy clouds. - the lakes, waters and ponds all blended together, a stream of silver liquid. The golden yellow sun shined brightly, the moon was white as snow. ---- Look your pink, Regit giggled and your green Angus laughed loudly.

The Rainbow glowed fiercely, the pinks and greens so vivid, the red so vibrant it seemed to pulsate in the golden light. The tiny fireflies circled around everyone turning red, orange and purple it seemed all at one time. Everyone giggled in delight.

Fifi and Salem gave kitty hugs for free to all.

It was play time once again, another day at the Bridge had begun.

Written in Memory of John's furbaby Salem

John's prayer was answered --

Written in honor and memory ..June 26th 2005 Ginny (FiFicat) Brancato

For those of us who are fortunate enough to care deeply for animals I truly believe each of us has been or will be blessed with a 'soul-mate pet' and I don't think you can ever get over the loss. They are that 1 in 500 million pet that was meant to be with us and they have an uncanny ability to read our minds like a book. I buried my Nicky (spitz mix) in 2002 - he was 13 and there isn't a day goes by that I don't think of him, carry his pic in my wallet which I still have a very hard time looking at and also can hardly discuss. If granted 1 wish it would be that he was still here with me or that we will be re-united when I depart.

Here I am tearing up again reading your responses...

So true t.pettet, she read my mind, always seemed to know what I wanted... Funny thing was, she was my girlfriends dog but she adopted me, became mine and mine alone... I can't go fishing without her on my mind, oh the memories.

Wow... :cry:

Thanks for your responses