Severe pelvic fractures following road accident

So very sorry to hear this. I know exactly how you are feeling now. I am still in pieces after losing Beau 4 weeks ago, but things do get better. I couldn't go on some of our favourite walks for a while but now I can. I see Beau with me all the time.
Loads and loads of hugs for you and your OH.
 
Thanks for your very kind words, it really has helped to know others care and think too, that there was nothing else that we could have done.

Perhaps you will just take the time to view the lovely video OH made today for him, it truely is very beautiful and you will all see why we loved him so much,

We enscribed this on his tombstone, where he is buried under the trees by the deer filled woodland that he loved, at the edge of the paddock at our Croft.

"My Heart is in the Highlands, my Heart is not here,
My Hearts in the Highlands,
A-chasing the Deer...........

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPJe1jCiVJc
 
A lovely tribute to a gorgeous boy. I know it’s small comfort atm but the grief will lessen over time and you will be able to remember your wee chap with all but a small tear of sadness.

MissFinley was my baby, the child I would never have, my confidante, my world. When she died I wailed and raged in grief and anger, resented other people with their dogs, avoided places we had walked. I became depressed, saw no reason or joy in anything. I finally decided to get another dog, although was wary of trying to treat it as a replacement for her, compare it to her. In temperament, although both terriers, they are totally different. She liked to be cuddled and fussed, Mickey is more a ‘scratch my back, rub my ears but don’t ever think im ever gonna sit on your knee and be cuddled’ He has, thus far, not been known to show a sensitive side at all. Until tonight.

I was watching your video with tears pouring down my face, memories of MissFinley, memories of the grief I felt and know that you are currently feeling. Then I felt a paw on my shoulder. M had got up from the sofa where he’d been asleep, stood on the arm of the chair behind me and leaned over to me. He looked at my pc screen where your video was running, looked at me, licked my face and went back to his spot on the sofa. Sometimes no words are needed to offer comfort…

One last thing, I love this poem and try to remember the sentiment within it at times of sadness. It’s a ‘humans’ poem but fits just as well for pets I think.

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Christina Rossetti
 
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What a lovely tribute to a gorgeous little dog, I love his spotiness.

I know exactly what your going through and my heart really goes out to you.

My chav of a neighbour shot my JRT. He had had been in the field with me while I fed the horses. He was only a year old and I only turned my back for a minute and he was gone. Went looking for him and found him dumped by the gate. I had heard the shot but never imagined it was aimed at poor Spanner.

I was heartbroken and I felt exactly like Mogg described... angry & resentful of other people who had dogs, depressed and uninterested in everything including the horses. I remember riding out one day and it was like I was just going through the motions but not really there.

The place just seemed too empty and I really missed the warmth and the smell of him. Nothing helped how I felt untill I got another dog.

Spanner was killed in Sept and we had decided to wait till spring to get another dog. However my OH works away and he could tell that I was really struggling. He realised nothing could replace Spanner but he thought I needed another dog and he started email me links for JRT puppies. At first I wasn't interested and told him so in no uncertain terms then I began to get curious in spite of myself and I found a littler just down the road. Went to have a look and came home with a little bundle to love.

Eoc has been with me since November last year. He is nothing like Spanner either in looks or temperamnet. Spanner was indepenant and handsome, whereas Eoc is a rather ordinary looking real mummies boy. He will never replace Spanner who I still miss dreadfully but he has filled a huge hole in my life and makes me so very happy.

I know its not for everybody, but it getting another dog sooner rather than later definately helped me.


RIP Dicky, have fun in the Higlands chasing the deer
xxx
 
That is such a lovely tribute to him and just look at him in the snow. What a lovely life he had with you.

I recently lost one of my precious horses, a dear gentle soul... my heart is breaking too.
 
RebelRebel said:
That is such a lovely tribute to him and just look at him in the snow. What a lovely life he had with you.

I recently lost one of my precious horses, a dear gentle soul... my heart is breaking too.
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Sorry to hear thar Rebel, its so awful isn't it. ((((hugs to you too))))))

nicola_g said:
What a lovely tribute to a gorgeous little dog, I love his spotiness.

I know exactly what your going through and my heart really goes out to you.

My chav of a neighbour shot my JRT.
Nothing helped how I felt untill I got another dog.
. RIP Dicky, have fun in the Higlands chasing the deer
xxx
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How terrible for you - to have someone deliberately take his life like that must have been agony for you, I think I will have to get another dog too, I am often alone and miss Dicky being here even now, it will be worse when OH is away

Mogg said:
A lovely tribute to a gorgeous boy. I know it’s small comfort atm but the grief will lessen over time and you will be able to remember your wee chap with all but a small tear of sadness.
I was watching your video with tears pouring down my face, memories of MissFinley, memories of the grief I felt and know that you are currently feeling. Then I felt a paw on my shoulder. M had got up from the sofa where he’d been asleep, stood on the arm of the chair behind me and leaned over to me. He looked at my pc screen where your video was running, looked at me, licked my face and went back to his spot on the sofa. Sometimes no words are needed to offer comfort…

One last thing, I love this poem and try to remember the sentiment within it at times of sadness. It’s a ‘humans’ poem but fits just as well for pets I think.

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Christina Rossetti
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You see they feel your pain when you least expect it. I love the poem and I am going to put it on my Facebook page.
When we were out walking on the beach the other day with Dickys picture in our hands, we had to take him with us see, a small JRT broke free from his owners lead and came tearing towards us from about 200 yards away. The owner was running behind shouting for him.
As he got close to us I grabbed him and when the owner arrived she said she was surprised he had done that as not only had he not run off like that in ages but he had only just been diagnosed with lymphoma and at the age of 15 years was not expected to survive more than a few months. He seem very happy to have reached us......... wonder why, was Dickys spirit there with us as we walked so sadly, missing him desperately, on his favourite beach? Makes you think eh?

Honey08 said:
What a lovely tribute. You can see he was your world. What a shame. At least you have some wonderful photos to remember him with.

Hugs to you..xx
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He was our world,- poor OH has only just realised it and missing Dickys evening greetings when he walks through the door so very much.

Bearsmum said:
What a lovely tribute to your little boy, he truely was loved and had a wonderful life with you both.

JDx
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He was spoilt rotten, - venison cassorole, raw chicken wings, endless beaches and woods and pastures filled with moles, voles, shrews, mice, deer, pheasants and quails. Bracken and gorse to hide in, and bubbling streams brimming with clear soft mountain water.

Thanks to you all, who have made these terrible few days easier to bear, it is much appreciated and I do not feel so alone in my sorrow.
 
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