Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Just went thru this again...sorry for how that feels...hope you bounce back quickly and feel better. You gave him a good life and he made yours better too. You owe each other nothing more and he is without pain now.
Bummer Sam. Looks like a great dog! I remember each and every one of my dogs and there place in time with our family. Pics provide sadness at their loss and joy from those times.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Real sorry to hear that Fug your pics just won't be the same without Whitey in half of them. Here's to you and all you touched Whitey. My best to you and your peeps Sam.
These are the saddest threads of all on the forum.
I am so sorry you lost a good one, but you still have memories and some fine photos that will have to do for now and until you meet at the rainbow bridge.
Well Sam I don’t post here much because of a lot of the bullshit that goes on isn’t worth responding to. I feel your pain as I went through five dogs back to back and that’s the reason I don’t have one now. Three Llewellin Setters and Two Labs and that hurt my Soul. For the first time in my 56 years I’m without a Dog. I hope you are stronger than I and find another that will heal your soul.
Sorry for your loss. Lost 2 Heelers in the last 2 years. Can't bring myself to get a pup just yet. Not sure I'd be able to handle it in 10 years or so. Best dang dogs I've ever owned.
I've changed my ways a little; I cannot now Run with you in the evenings along the shore, Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment, You see me there.
So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door Where I used to scratch to go out or in, And you'd soon open; leave on the kitchen floor The marks of my drinking-pan.
I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do On the warm stone, Nor at the foot of your bed; no, all the night through I lie alone.
But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet Outside your window where firelight so often plays, And where you sit to read--and I fear often grieving for me-- Every night your lamplight lies on my place.
You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard To think of you ever dying A little dog would get tired, living so long. I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear As good and joyful as mine. No, dear, that's too much hope: you are not so well cared for As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided Fidelities that I knew. Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . . But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend. I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures To the end and far past the end. If this is my end, I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
My Dazy dog has had 3 seizures in the last 36 hours. I am sorry for your loss Sam. Can't see to type more. Just had eye surgery and it is making both of them water.
But Whitey and I were co-workers nearly everyday for the last 7 years.
We shared a love/hate relationship.......grin
Pretty much all love though!
It is never any other way with a good heeler. If he was not stubborn and hard headed, he would not be a heeler. That is what it takes to tell a cranky range cow who really is the alpha.
Sorry to hear Whitey is gone. I hope you or your Dad have a line on a good replacement pup.
My wife had a Heeler when we met. In fact she says the only reason she married me is I was the only guy she'd met that Timber liked. lol What a fuggn guy. She got him out the back door of the pound he'd been declared a dangerous dog and was going to be put down. He was about 6 months old fending for himself down town in a city of near a million people, wtf you expect a heeler to be all lovey dovey and mellow? Anyways it 'was taken care of' and my wife ended up with him. He never did get completely tame we had to watch him around some people and some situations. But he'd do anything for us and took to our family and friends no problem. Well maybe not my BIL. lol Didn't kill chickens like other dogs we had, he was even fine with the cat. He was one of the best dogs I've ever been around, been gone for 20 years now but I still remember everything about him.
My Dazy dog has had 3 seizures in the last 36 hours. I am sorry for your loss Sam. Can't see to type more. Just had eye surgery and it is making both of them water.
I hope your dog gets better. I got a 14 yr old that gave me a bad scare about month ago. Its agonizing cause you csn see they feel like they think they are letting you down. Which aint the case by far.
So sorry to hear Cow Dog crossed the rainbow bridge, Sam. Hurts like h3LL.
If the poem is reality, I will be mauled when I cross over the bridge. In my lifetime, 13 have made the crossing. 3 more will head there in the next few years and 3 are 5 yo or less. Miss all of the 13 that are gone and it still hurts to this day.
Good memories, Sam, good memories are what they leave for us.
Praying you feel a little better in a few days, and a little better in a month or so. There will always be a void there in your life from your pets as they pass away from our grasp. In time, I hope you have a peace with this. Thinking of all the joy this dog has brought to you and your family. I know having a pet isn't always a bed of nice flowers. Sometimes your working pets might have a few adjectives for names.
Never the less wishing you and your family the very best.
All of your photos are great. They should be in a special place for lots of people to see. "The Smithsonian" maybe
There on earth to short of a time, and they give so much love in that short time. He will be waiting for you over the rainbow bridge wanting to play and lay his head on your lap again. Sorry for your loss, it's never easy my friend
Sam, like everyone else, I'll extend my condolences. I remember the original postings of the pics you've posted in this thread and you could tell the dog was special.
You lost a damn good companion and I hate to hear that.
Dogs just don't seem to last long enough. And you can so damned attached to them.
There on earth to short of a time, and they give so much love in that short time. He will be waiting for you over the rainbow bridge wanting to play and lay his head on your lap again. Sorry for your loss, it's never easy my friend
What he said!
Today is my English Springer Spaniels 13th birthday. I'm afraid his time is short.
He is my 7th ESS. It never gets easier.
You'll see him again one day, as the writer above mentioned.
The best thing you can do in life is treat a dog right, they will repay you forever, they are loyal and trustworthy and honest to a fault, they will muddy your truck seats , and sleep on your best coat, but their tail will always be waging at the sight of you. Muddy cold and tired they will always be happy to see you and ready to work before any breakfast. No bitching or whining just an ear rub and butt smack and off they go, cows or cockbirds they will work the day through. Its a sorry man that has never known the love of a good dog, and he will spend eternity trying to find what he has missed . I'm sorry to hear of your loss.
Hell, I'm missing Whitey, too. I've got to stop and visit with Sam's folks and Whitey twice now as I went thru on the way to Icebreaker. Finn also got to meet his hero. Just won't be the same, next time.....
Sam, Truly sorry for the loss of Whitey. Had his twin for many years. When I had to go to work in town full time, he didn’t have much to do so he’d go help the neighbors when they were working cattle. Long after he was gone I heard a lot of stories about him. The only time a good dog really lets you down is in their passing.
Losing a working dog/close friend is a real bish. Looks like had a good life helping you out on your ranch and recreating together. That is a special relationship you have only a few times in life.
Sam: I'm sorry for Whitey's passing. I hope you and your dad remember him for how great he was and don't mourn too long. Great dogs don't want that for their owners.
My father in law had a heeler that was one of the coolest dogs I had ever known. He would follow the kids in the Gator all day while they drove around the farm then run off and follow grandaddy as he tended the cows. When finished he would go right back to the kids.
I got the feeling he felt it was his farm, and he was running the show. Sorry again for the loss. -tnscouter
Right now your father may need a shoulder also,be his rock, looks like Whitey had a good run,be thankful for the years you did get,although it's never enough.
Condolences Sam. I swear a thread about someone losing a loved one doesn't hit me like someone losing a dog. We are truly blessed to have them in our lives.
Must have missed this yesterday. These threads make me smile and tear up at the same time. Life wouldn't be the same without dogs. Sorry to hear this Sam.
That really sucks, my heart goes out to you. From the day you pick them you know they;re going to break your heart, but all the joy they bring makes it worth it! RIP
My Dazy dog has had 3 seizures in the last 36 hours. I am sorry for your loss Sam. Can't see to type more. Just had eye surgery and it is making both of them water.
I hope your dog gets better. I got a 14 yr old that gave me a bad scare about month ago. Its agonizing cause you csn see they feel like they think they are letting you down. Which aint the case by far.
Mine is doing way better now.
I hope your dog gets better!
thanks renegade50. don't want to derail Sams post. Dazy is up to 6 seizures now. think its time. she too is 14 and a lab. and my girl.
Tough deal, Sam...always. It's a shame a man has to go through that so many times in life, but it's a blessing to have the opportunity to take about 4500 great days along with the one really bad day. Hang tough, and wrap those memories up safe and secure.
I am also sorry to hear this and I am in the same situation. It hurts like a bad thing, Molly was a 15 year old border collie and worked that day, had a big feed that evening and then fell asleep. Tough.
I feel your loss. My bandit dog has been gone for four years. Been replaced by Harry S. Truman, but not forgotten. That Aussie was sooo smart and always my buddy. After a time get a puppy. When we leave I hope we go where our dogs go. And I hope to be the guy my dogs think I am. I can only strive for that. Be Well, Rustyzipper.