July 11th 2015 3:48 am
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My Precious stinky-do Mikail, I can't believe it has been 2 years since I was able to hold you in my arms. No one knows why you were left out in the woods, cold, wet and shabby; but what I do know is that I am so fortunate that we found each other. You my love, became my world, my everything, literally my reason for living. When you left this earth I tried to go with you, but it wasn't meant for me to join you just yet I guess. It is of some comfort knowing that I will eventually get to be with you again. Thank you for waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge. I can still see you standing up on your back legs and waving your 2 tiny front paws in the air. Those paws last waved goodbye to me and I know that when I see them again they will be finally waving hello again. You were with me for so many years that I was starting to believe it would be forever, so I am sorry if I took our days together for granted. The years caught up to you and your body just grew tired and your kidneys began to fail. I can't express my love, nor my sorrow, for you. You are forever in my heart and always in my thoughts, Pease give both your sisters a big lick from their mommy. I love and miss you.
May 30th 2013 12:19 pm
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On March 15, 2013 Mikail was diagnosed with CRF (Chronic Renal Failure, kidney failure). Yesterday, 29 May 2013, shortly before 1pm, I had to free him from his pain. I can't put in to words my grief; my heart is so broken. His body failed him way before his spirit failed; and yet his love never failed. I have had to make all the notifications: family, friends, pet insurance co, microchip company, all the vets, groomer and many more. With each call the words stuck at the back of my throat as I struggled to get them out. My mind went over and over what to say: Mikail is gone, I have lost Mikail, Mikail has left me, Mikail has been set free, Mikail has been called home, Mikail has passed away, Mikail has crossed the Rainbow Bridge...there were so many ways to say it, yet none of them seemed right, none of them could explain what had just happened, none of them seemed like it was possible. Mikail had been by my side through so many things in my life; marriages, divorces, other pets, deaths, friends and family came and went, moving house to house and state to state, during my time in the military and during my time in civilian life, different jobs, and so many, many more of life's challenges. For the last few years it has just been Mikail and I, and we were so happy together. Mikail was my world, my life. On more than one occasion through all our years together, Mikail was my sole reason for getting out of bed. This morning, for the first time, I am having to start my morning without him by my side...and I don't know how that can even be possible. How can this day have come?
July 30th 2011 7:48 am
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My mom says she wants all our dogster friends to know that we are still here on Dogster, it's just been ruff for awhile. You know, sometimes life can get more full of picking up poop then it can with chasing balls. After my sister Fawn went to the Bridge, mom just dug-in deep with working, and also with trying to raise awareness about puppymills (they are the monsters that sent Fawn to the Bridge). And then I started needing some surgeries to remove lumps. Although they hurt, mom was happy (geesh, humans! they sure are doggone hard to figure out). She said the surgeries gave her barkarific news becaiuse they meant that I don't have "the big "C"", which is what sent my sister Sasha to the Bridge. Mom was really sad though because when I woke up from the last surgery, I woke up totally deaf! Mom was crying so hard and so much. I licked her face all the time and tried to show her I was ok. She spent a lot of time on the computer with her friends in the puppymill rescue group and they all told her to watch me and see: although she is upset I will adapt like nothing is any different. It took a lot of licking and running around, but I think mom finally saw that they are right; I am enjoying life like I always did. but life-ahh-that crazy whilrwind...Unfortunately, it's hard to play fetch for fun when the balls keep bouncing and sending you crazy...see, now I need another surgery! This one is to remove a piece of bone that is causing me pain in my little bitty elbow. Mom is scared to pieces about another surgery, but she says I will feel better when it is removed. I didn't want to worry mom, so I tried hard to be brave and run around anyway so she wouldn't notice, but mom says she can tell "something is just not right". So yesterday she took me to see an Orthopedic specialist and he agrees that this is what is best. I heard mom whispering to him something about my age and me thinking I am a young pup, but them knowing different. Mom went on to say to the docter that it doesn't matter to her if I am aging, and deaf, and losing my eyesight now, nor would it matter to her if I limped, because she will love me just as much as ever. She said she just wants me to be pain-free and have a "good quality of life"...I am not sure why she said that because I already love my life BOL When the doctor left the room mom started whispering in my ear. I know this was a serious heart-to-heart mom was having with me because she got all choked up....oh, mom says that she feels it is finally time that she write a tribute on my sister Fawn's page so I have to get off the computer now. Paws up to all our friends and nose-licks on your faces!