"If there are no dogs in heaven, then I want to go where they went.",

Will Rogers. Me, too.

For our big girl, I miss you,sweetheart.

She had bone cancer. It just became too hard for her. I did everything except cut off her leg(actually have amputated) . That really is just a gamble for time, no guarantees it will really help. We had to put her to sleep last week. I thought I was OK with that. It was all displacement. I miss her, she was my good friend. Saint Bernard's are really ...just...family.

It's still good.

Heaven and Dogs:
http://www.wilk4.com/humor/humorm352.htm

I'm just being all maudlin and sad here. That helped. Damn, she was such a good dog, such a loyal friend, a person. The vets even cried.

Only, there, the man and the dog died at the same time.

:)

And they usually bring out the best in us.

They guide us to heaven. They give us a glimpse.

Here on earth, even if the eternity turns out to me a myth afterall.

She helped make us better people, there is no doubt.

You bet they are family and the best of friends.
Peace to you

I think I kept pushing back the feelings thing. I'm not usually so sentimental. I think it is because we were so alike. We understood one another. She was her own person. We cooperated, were partners. I'm more of a cat person. But this dog was different. We only had her for just over a year, she was from rescue. How someone could have abandoned that dog is completely beyond me.

after 13 years of love. It was a long time ago, but I still remember. Then we lost Erin, our Irish Wolfhound, who lived to be 14 (!!) just months later.

I love big dogs. I always wished I'd had a St. Bernard.

That Will Rogers quote, BTW, is one of my email signatures.

I asked for a "dry mouth" which is quite relative, and one who gets along with cats. She was the best dog, great with cats, dogs, kids...very well mannered, but loyal and protective. I love the big dogs, too. Cats and big dogs, go figure. I am so sorry for your losses, but we are, indeed, better people for having known them.

So sorry for your loss.

Dogs really are incredible creatures. I've always loved all animals, but thought of myself as more of a cat person. Until Sarah came into our lives. She has taught me so much about love, loyalty and devotion. She's made me a better person, just as you describe your experience.

She also inspired me to learn more about dogs in general. As a result, I am doing a doggie topic for my Master's thesis. The more I learn about them, the more I discover what special creatures they are. They have been our loyal friends for over 14,000 years, much longer than any other domesticated animal. They have stood by us no matter what crimes we commit against their bodies, minds and genetic code.

There is no question in my mind that if there is a "great beyond" that we will meet with all of our animal companions that have preceeded us.

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We had a St. Bernard when I was a kid. Her name was Geraldine. She was a gorgeous, HUGE, super friendly beast, and we all loved her. However, we couldn't keep her so she went to live with a friend of ours who had a big farm. I understand she finally died of old age many years later.

RIP to your sweet dog. :(

So sorry for your loss, MissMarple. :hug:

I'm so sorry for your loss.

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Some sweetheart posted this for me. Very wonderful words.

http://www.eoneill.com/texts/blemie/contents.htm

:(:hug:

All of us. Me, Paul, Cider, Dot, Star, Heidi, Misty, Bailey, Smokey.

Love doesn't die with the vessle.

You did the greatest act of kindess for your friend. They deserve to be delivered from endless pain. You were brave for her. She knows that.

She knows you miss her. She would let you know she is OK now.

Know the love survives. Let that help you with your terrible loss.

peace & strength
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I had to put my sweet Border Collie, Cody, to sleep last summer. I knew it was the right thing to do to end his pain and suffering, but that didn't make it any easier.

I like the idea that I will meet up with him again.

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I've lost two dear pets over the years. They were dear family to me. I still think of both of them often...

You'll still love her years from now. Part of her will still be with you.
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You have my sincere condolances. I lost my Henry almost a year ago and I still grieve.

This is where my atheism get thrown out the window.They are waiting for us, they must be.

Peace to you.

that kiind of love is indestructable.

The Hennessey family wants you to know we understand your sadness.

Polly and Ron (Humans)
Murphy and Devon (Golden Retrievers)
Meg, Savannah and Rebecca (Cats)

and from those members of the Hennessey family who have made the final journey:

Amber (Yellow Lab and Red Heeler Mix)
Sam (Crocker Spaniel)
Jake (Golden Retriever - he had his right front leg amputated and it gave us 3 1/2 extra years. He too had cancer, but died of a massive stroke)
Katie (German Shepherd)
Sabbath (Black German Shepherd)
Boo Kitty (he thought he was a dog)
India (Black Cat)
Melanie (found in Tonopah, Nevada)

They kept each other company, and Remy kept the back yard friendly for her.

we had to put our sweet Emma to sleep 3 weeks ago, as she was suffering with kidney failure.

Our furry kids really are family. Emma came to us from Cocker Spaniel Rescue, and had quite a hard start in life. However, when she got to us, she deserved being spoiled, and boy, was she! We expect to see her again, and she will be happy and healthy, and full of kisses! You will see your sweet big girl again too. I firmly believe she is healthy and whole, and out of pain. Bless you, and my heart is with you. Your family will be in my prayers... Hugs to you. :hug: :cry: :hug:

I hope her memory brings you some comfort. :grouphug:

I felt much better today. I still miss her, though. She could be such a goof and be silly and then get all stately and dignified. She really had such a great sense of self.

This poem helped me when I lost my last two dogs.

Last Night
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peek.
I could see that you were crying, You 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 the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.
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 a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning
and say "good-night, 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

Your big girl is at peace right now.
But I am so very sorry for your loss.
Tammy

Sometimes I think I still see her out of the corner of my eye. One of her vets says that is perfectly normal. She has done the same thing when she has lost a favorite pet. (All of her dogs are favorites. :)) I think that puts the poem in an interesting context.

who died at 17, disappeared in the woods for 5 days when he was 15. He was deaf and half blind. We looked everywhere for him. We thought a hawk or eagle had taken him. When he was found, he was surprisingly alright. Didn't even look that dirty to have been wandering in the woods for that long. When I die, before I even greet the family (if there is a heaven), I'm going directly to Toby and find out where he was and what he did those five days. (I'm assuming he will be able to talk in heaven.) My son says that he probably decided to have one great adventure before he died.

What a warm memory you have of your Toby. We are better people for having known and taken good care of them.

I lost my girl (11 year old beagle) to heart failure a week ago last Sunday. We're getting her ashes back in a few days. She had so many things wrong with her. The vets told us many times that she didn't have much time left from the time she was a puppy until last week but I loved every minute of her life and I think she loved being with me. I'm sure your girl loved every minute she had with you, especially since you rescued her and saved her when no one else would.

My sister's boyfriend sent her an email with the following poem/passage in it. He copied it from a card that he got when his dog died. It is perfect...

"The Rainbow Bridge"
There is a bridge connecting heaven and Earth. It is called the
Rainbow Bridge because of its colors. Just this side of the
Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys of
lash green grass.

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is
always food and water and warm spring weather. The old and
frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made
whole. They play together all day.

There is only one thing missing; they are not with their special
person who loved them on Earth. Each day they run an dplay
until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks
up! The nose twitches! The ears are up! They eyes are staring!
And this one suddenly runs from the group.

You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet,
you take her in your arms and you look once more into the eyes
of your trusting friend. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge
together never again to be separated.

My thoughts are with you and your dear St. Bernard.

My heart goes out to you. I know how it is. I'm looking forward to meeting my pups over the rainbow bridge.


Sweet Sirius

I told my 9 year-old that she went to heaven to be with a lonely little boy who needed a friend.You will always have your baby with you....:hug:

I feel for you...my dog has been one of the brightest spots in my life. He never wants me to leave him..when I leave the room he follows...when I leave for work, he's right there at the door waiting for my return...since I've been injured, he's sat right next to my bed with his nose in my face all day.

St Bernards are wonderful dogs...I am so sorry for your loss :hug: