what we should all know about grief.

It has been over 5 months since I lost Mozart... here are my thoughts to him.

Dear Mozart.

Yesterday I stopped and I thought to myself, did I think about you yesterday, or say your name out loud? I couldn't remember if I did or not and I felt guilty. People who have never had a friend like you in thier lives do not understand. Last night I cried my heart out over you. I haven't done that in a while, and it didn't hurt as much, or last as long as it did last time. I am afraid that I will forget your face, what you truly looked like. I was crying because two weeks before you died you had a terrible skin infection again, and I shaved off all of that beautiful red hair of yours so I could treat your skin. When you died you didn't look like my fluff ball baby, you looked like some other dog, and I wished the vets could have seen how beautiful you were. But you know what my angel, I think they DID know how beautiful you were, by how incredible those last few moments together were... here I go crying again. I miss you so my sweet sweet boy and I will love you forever.

Mama

please, to all here, never ever let anyone take away your grief process, it's long, it's hard, and it is absolutely vital.

Blessings

Sue

poem

I'm Here

I stood by your bed last night,
I came to have a peek.
I could see that you were crying
and found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly,
as you brushed away a tear.
It's me, I haven't left you,
I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here.

I was close to you at breakfast,
I watched you pour your tea.
You were thinking of the many times
your hand reached down to me.

I walked with you towards the house
as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you,
I smiled and said "It's me".

You looked so very tired
and sank into your chair.
I tried so hard to let you know
that I was standing there.

The day is over now ...
I smile and watch you yawning.
And say, "Goodnight, God bless,
I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right
for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you
and we'll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you,
there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out
... then come home to be with me.

Author Unknown

just some words

ONE MAN'S SPECIAL TRIBUTE TO A DOG

The one absolutely unselfish friend that
a man can have in this selfish world,
the one that never deserts him,
the one that never proves ungrateful
or treacherous, is his dog.

A man's dog stands by him in prosperity
and in poverty,
in health and in sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground where
the wintery winds blow,
and the snow drives fiercely,
if only he may be near his master's
side. He will kiss the hand that has no
food to offer, he will lick the sores
and wounds that come in encounter with
the roughness of the world. He guards
the sleep of his Pauper master as if he
were a prince.

When all other friends desert,
he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation
falls to pieces, he is as constant in
his love as the sun in it's journey
through the heavens.
If misfortune drives the master forth
an outcast in the world, friendless
and homeless, the faithful dog asks
no higher privilege than that of
accompanying him to guard against
danger, to fight against his enemies.

And when the last scene of all comes,
and death takes the master in it's
embrace, and his body is laid away in
the cold ground, no matter if all other
friends pursue their way, there by the
graveside will the noble dog be found,
his head between his paws, his eyes sad,
but open in alert watchfulness,
faithful and true, even in death.


-From a speech given by
Former Senator George Graham Vest
of Missouri. Delivered in 1870 when he
was acting as a lawyer in a suit against
a man who had killed the dog of his
client. -- He won the case.

My Tail of Devotion for Mozart.Oct 11/95 to June 18/06

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such sadness

with a broken heart I tell you that my much loved Mozart Passed away today. We found a very large tumor in his belly and rather than make him suffer anymore I chose to let my dear darling boy go. I can't write more today but just want to say that Moe has gone to be with angels.

a good day today

My Mom told you how I suffer sometimes, but today is a really good day, I played
fetch stick, and bark alot, this morning, I love the bark alot game, that;s where I get to talk and talk and talk without being told to quiet down, it's so much fun! The
other night I was in a lot of pain and Mom felt really sad for me, but most days are good days, so she needn't worry so much. Tonight I get to go for a big back alley walk, I love that too. See ya later!