The strangest things make me miss her.
I was slicing tomatoes for my lunch the other day and turned around to give her the top and the bottom.....she wasn't there.
Went to tell her to look out the window at the rabbit.......she wasn't there.
At night before going to bed I always topped up her water bowl.....it's not there.
While having my breakfast in a morning, I am always at my computer with Molly sleeping on her ottoman, keep turning around to tell her something....she's not there.
While preparing supper she was always under foot.......not anymore.
Oh well, it's early days, it will get easier. I have had various people ask me if we'll get another dog, not at the moment, but I'll never say never.
I am dropping off all of Molly's things at Orangeville Humane Society today. We are keeping her collar, leash and her tags and they are in a drawer with Maxine's (our first dog) tags.
If you have a moment I posted a book review here, it really is well worth reading this book as it will shock you.........
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My heart goes out to you Gill. For the longest time after our little dog passed, I kept looking up expecting to see her there. One of the many things I missed was hearing her tail slapping up against the door when we arrived home. Molly will be around for a long time. Sending a big hug. Denise x
Hi Gill,
I really understand your feeling. The other day when I saw my pictures on my pc, I happened to see Annie's pictures. You know what happened to me next. I couldn't stop my tears.
In 2005 I had to send my mini Schnauzer, Sherlock Holmes Over Rainbow Bridge.... not a day goes by that I do not think of him. His leach is still hanging in the closet and his toys in my sewing room. I understand.
Oh Gill I am sorry I know this is hard I lost my Tasha three years ago and still miss her. Hugs B
I have been there also. Only I didn't last two weeks and got a new dog. he is now 16 years and I know what is around the corner. I am older and wise ( maybe) now. I think I will hold off on getting a new dog. But not sure I will all together over time. You never realize how much comfort they were all those years until it is gone. Blessing Gill.
Grief is the price we pay for love,it's never easy.
Jane x
She ate Tomatoes? That is just too funny! I have never met a tomato loving dog! It will take time to heal, you may never feel the same... she was your little girl... and your heart.
This is one of the hardest things about having pets. We've had ours for two years now and I'm dreading when she goes. I remember when my childhood dog had to be put to sleep and ugh! The consolation is that they don't really know what's going on in the way that adults do, so you hope they don't have the emotion we're projecting.
Oh no! I must have missed your original post. My condolences. It's awful to lose a pet and you will surely miss her for a long time yet. You know, the best way to get over it is to get another one and there are SO many poor little doggies just longing for a home like yours and someone to cuddle them. Go on, do it! soon xx
it takes a while for the grieving to get lighter.. a long while..
we lost our Molly, back at the end of July. Our Molly was our first "forever pet" on the farm.. she was a duck. And until we lost her, I never thought I would get so attached to a duck... but I did.. it took me months to stop looking for her around the fields (she was taken by a predator one night).. it really threw me for a loop how much I missed her. Even now, whenever I hear one of the other ducks quacking, my first response in my head is "Hi Molly!".. but then it hits me again.. she is not here anymore. but my grief is getting lighter for her.. now I can remember her funny times with laughter, even though my heart still hurts for her.
one day, your memories of Molly will bring loving smiles, and laughter, instead of tears..
{{HUGS}}
I went through something similar when our geriatric cat died. I made a list of all the things i had to unlearn. It was a long list, and not one i wanted to do. I didn't like having to change my routine.
We weren't ready for a new furfriend, either, for quite some time. We started looking, and then Himself found Grace, a feral, starving kitten. It was 15 months after Zerbe had died. I can see clearly now that we needed to grieve and have our hearts mend a bit and be made ready to love another animal. When that transpired, Grace appeared.
Growing up, we had dogs, and when Angel, my first dog, died, i remember absentmindedly saving a bit of sandwich to feed her surreptitiously under the table. I held it there for a good 30 seconds when it hit me that no dog was going to take it from my hand, and i sobbed.
It's several months since my little dog died but I still turn around to see her. I miss her a lot.
They leave a big void. :-(
Oh, I so know how you miss her...sometimes I would give everything I own to hold one or two or three of my pets once again...but then I couldn't go through giving them up again.
Almost every time I have tomatoes, I think of both my Cougar Cats...cannot see a collie without longing to pet it....or if I open a package of hamburger, I think of both my Cougar cats.
I've had that same thing happen too, Gill. But I've decided that it's because our pups aren't that far away from us--They are such a big part of our lives and so intertwined, it's only natural.
Again,I'm so sorry for your loss of Molly....
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