January 14th 2010 3:04 am
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Well diary, being a boy dog, I very seldom write my feelings. I guess right now I really need to.
You see, on Jan 6 / 10 @ 7:47 pm. my sister Daisy went to the bridge. I knew something was wrong and I tried all that day especially to comfort her. She had been with me since Dec 27 / 03. Yes she was bossy but that was ok because that was just her way. She was protective of me as I was of her.
It has been 8 days now and I still go to the door trying to tell mom to let her in. You see since sis got sick, mom would let Daz out by herself so D and myself wouldn't knock her down. I would wait by the door and as soon as I would hear her touch her ramp I would tell mom. I was really good at that. But you see, I still do it :(. I can't figure out why mom don't believe me.
I lay beside Daz's bed but don't lay on it. I just whine and sigh because my bestest friend isn't there. Mom , dad, my skin sis, Squeak and even D are so sad here. The house is empty without her.
Since our first meeting when she bite my tail ( because she was so scared ) we never had a spat of any kind. We loved to do things together and go places. I tried to teach her it was ok to get in water but she never got over her fear of it. I often wondered what happened but she would never tell me. She told me about allot of things that happened to her before mom adopted her and it made me shake with anger. No pupper should ever have to go through that.
I remember the first time she went in the big rig. Mom and dad took us both. Now I made it look like I didn't like it because Daisy loved it so much I wanted her to have that special time every summer alone with mom and dad. I was ok to stay with my skin sis and loved that time alone with her. I just told Daisy I didn't like it much and was homesick. I hope she loved it as much as I loved letting her have that time.
Oh diary, I can't write any more right now.... my heart is breaking again. I will post more later about our time together and hope it helps me heal.
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Hey Bullet, I know what your are going through man. Way back in 2003, My Boxer sister, Jessie, went to The Bridge Suddenly (Gastric Torsion aka "Bloat") In my whole Earth Life, she was My Fav Dog ever! None of us ever got to say Goodbye. It literally took Me 9 months to accept that she wasn't home anymore. Mom had to take me to The Vet a few times (dude, they did SO many tests on me) before they figured out that My Problem was Grief! But you know what? When I came to the Bridge, Jessie was front and center of all The Angels waiting for me:)
I just wanted to let you know that your feelings are normal. Hang in there Big Guy! Hugs, Colt