I originally posted this as a reply to another thread. Baby Hannah's Mom suggested that I should move it to it's own topic...

It's now been six days since my Qorqui (Corky) was killed.

She was a Pembroke Welsh Corgi that, by AKC standards, was seriously faulted. Her ears were slightly oversized and she had midnight blue eyes. In the year and three months I knew her she became the best friend I've ever had.

My wife was home (drunk) with the dogs while I was at work. Somehow, Qorqui ended up outside unattended. She wandered down to the highway and was hit. I got a call from my wife while I was driving home from work telling me that "Qorqui died".

When I got home I found her lying aside the driveway. I ran from the truck to her lifeless body where I completely lost it. Her head had been run over. I didn't want to accept the fact that she was gone. I kept listening to her nose and chest for ANY sign that she might still be alive.

Between the the rage from what my wifes alchoholism has resulted in, the pain of the reality, and the irrational hope that it wasn't really happening, I could do nothing but wail.

I held her in my arms for almost an hour before I could even stand. Then it was another two hours before I could function enough to start to bury her.

Each day since has been tough. Every little thing I do reminds me of Qorqui. From the time I walk in the door after work to the time I leave for work in the morning I'm reliving everything she would do with/for/to me. Even at work I can't get her out of my mind.

The very day she died, I remember thinking how happy I was that I had a friend like her. I though how funny it was that I'd still be calling her "baby puppy" ten years from now. Then, she was stolen from me by alchoholism.

No animal has ever touched my heart like Qorqui. Her empathic instinct was second to none. When I was happy she was ready to play. If I was grumpy, she would keep bugging me, telling me to knock it off until I gave in and let her make me happy. If I was sad she always knew just what I needed to feel better. Even if it was just to curl up next to me and sit there for hours.

Sorry to go on like this. It really does seem to help knowing that I'm not the only person to get so attached to a pet.

Thank you very much for this forum. I'm hopeful that I'll get through this and someday find another friend to touch my heart in a similar way that Qorqui did.

Goodby Qorqui. I love you and I'll never forget you! I hope to meet up with you again someday at the Rainbow Bridge.
Tim

I found out yesterday that a passing driver found Qorqui's body and called our Vet to find out where she lived. It was that anonymous motorist that brought her body home. There are still selfless people out there, that will do good deeds with no need for reward or even recognition. Thank you!

Tim,

Saying how sorry I am for your pain and loss doesn't mean much, does it. We are here and we all know just how devestated you feel. Our babies are way more than pets, they are an extension of ourselves and give love and happiness that many people aren't even able to provide. I'm sure Qorqui was an extremely special little love.

Please try, for your own sake, to let go of blame. Could it possibly be that after this your wife will see just how destructive her disease could be if she doesn't get help?? It may be Qorqui's last gift to YOU. Showing her mommy that she needs help in getting her head straight so that nothing like this could happen again. You have enough pain to deal with right now over losing Qorqui and compounding that with anger and resentment will only be more painful for you.

We're all here for you, Tim, so please remember that. Unfortunately, no one can help our lost little sweethearts, but we can help each other to try to get through our heartbreak and pain. Talk to us whenever you need to and try to talk some sense into your wife to get treatment as soon as possible for BOTH your sakes.

Be well, be strong. A very special thank you to that wonderful person who brought Qorqui home, too.

Many hugs,

Pat

Dear Tim,

I'm so sorry about Qorqui. She was absolutely adorable. I know you must miss her terribly, as it sounds like she was one of the bright spots in your life.

This is a wonderful website, with caring people who will help you deal with your grief. Please come here often and share your thoughts and feelings. It really does help.

You're in my thoughts.
Kathleen

Dear Tim,

I am SO, SO sorry! I just cried reading your story.
Unfortunately, accidents do happen. There are many people here that have lost their precious furbaby to a car accident, including me. Many years ago I lost a sweet little yellow lab who loved me more than life. He was out in the road looking for me when I ran to the store. I have lived with that guilt my entire life. I'm sure your wife didn't do this on purpose. This resulted from her behavior, yes, but I'm sure she wouldn't have wanted this to happen if she was sober. I think Pat had a WONDERFUL description of how this could have been a gift to you and your wife from Qorqui. A chance for her to see how destructive alcohol can be.

Pat is also giving you some VERY good advice. You will grieve and feel so much pain right now. The anger and hate will only make this harder on you. It certainly won't bring him back. Try to encourage her to get help. Convince her that this would make Qorqui's death honorable....to have snapped her out of this. I am just SO happy that somebody took the time to bring your sweet furbaby back home. God Bless them!

Tim, it will take you time to heal from this. Don't except to feel "normal" for several months, at least. Allow yourself to cry or talk about your best friend. I chose to start creating little memorials all over for my Rachael. (Cancer took her from me) I have some poems that touch my heart on my cubicle wall at work, along with pictures of her. I have a wall at home with her pictures, collar & tags, and special toys. I have a little web site in her honor. It has seemed to help. I also think it helps by writing in here often. That way you can spread the message about how special your little boy was and keep his memory alive.

You are in my thoughts,
Cheri

My wife and I had a long talk (through the tears) on Thursday night about what her drinking has resulted in. At first she tried to manipulate the conversation to avert blame, but when my youngest son (15) pointed out that she was responsible for Qorqui's death since she was the only person home that was supposed to be responsible for her safety, she realized the truth of the situation. At this point we had to stop talking while we all had another cry.

Over the weekend she promised me that Qorqui will not have died for nothing. She has sworn that she will never drink again, and that she will be a more caring and attentive wife.

Normally, I try not to become so attached to a pet. While I was growing up we had many dogs that I loved, but understood that their time with us was only temporary, and losing them was, although sad, part of having them in our lives.

This time though, with my wife being drunk more than not, the affection and understanding in my life came almost completely from a fur baby. I came to rely on Qorqui probably more than she relied on me.

As puppies will, she would occasionally get into something she shouldn't. I could see in her eyes that she knew full well that she had done something "wrong". But I couldn't be angry with her. I'd try to be stern with her to let her know that she shouldn't do that, but I could never keep up the facade for more than a minute. Then we'd play whatever game she wanted and everything would be okay again.

Over Christmas my youngest son and I went to my parents house and Qorqui came with. While we were there my niece made a little name plate for Qorqui's kennel using a wood burning set and a piece of old barn board. I plan to use this and several pictures and toys to make a plaque to hang in my shop. I'll probably put her collar on it too, eventually, but for now I keep that with me wherever I go.

Anyway, the point is that my wife finally seems to understand the pain her drinking has brought our family. She has been quite a different person since Qorqui's passing. She has promised to return to attending daily AA meetings and show us the attention and affection we haven't been getting over the past several years.

I pray that this time, she can really do it. I don't want to have to think that nothing positive came from Qorqui's death.

Hopefully, the next time I post, I'll have actual progress to talk about.

Thank you all for being here! It's helping already.

Tim

Tim, you've already made progress, hon! My prayers are with you that they continue with the outcome you desire.

See? Qorqui DID do it!!!

Love the idea of that little memorial you've planned with her plaque. That'll make her one proud little puppy!

Hugs,

Pat

Tim, I am so very sorry for the loss of your precious Qorqui. What a terrible tragedy that happened to your precious baby. It is a real shame that results when someone drinks and becomes so careless.

I do hope that your wife will seek the help she so desperately needs. Not just so your little Qorqui death wont be in vain but also for you and your son who so desperately needs a mother. Qorqui was a beautiful girl.

I cried right along with you as I read your story. Oh dear God that her head was run over. I don't know how anyone could deal with that. Such a terrible shame for something like that to happen to Qorqui.

Please come and talk to us often we are here to hold your hand and comfort you as best as we can.
Hugs, Ann

OMG Tim, I am so very very sorry to hear of your tragic loss of your beloved Qorqui ... what a nightmare experience for you to go through!!

I feel so much for you, and know the pain of that loss, having just had to part from my very precious kitty Shanti on 4 March. Animals are such absolutely wonderful companions, and we need to grieve for them as would any other family member.

I am thinking of you and your family at this time, and I trust that your wife will finds the courage, strength and insight needed to deal with her problem.

And may you be blessed with a deep peace too, as you have to come to terms of the loss of your very special furbaby

Take care ...

{{{HUGS}}}

Avril

i, too, am very sorry that you lost your precious quorqui. it sounds like she was a very special companion. you were lucky to have had one another for the short time that you did. such a shame that the beautiful relationship that you two had couldn't have lasted longer.
i hope that your wife keeps to her word. that would be best for all. my thoughts are with you, ah

Dear Tim,

My deepest sympathy to you on the loss of your beloved Qorqui. What a terrible thing for your whole family to have to deal with. I'm glad to hear that this may be a turning point for your wife. I hope she can deal with her disease and that Qorqui's death won't have been in vain. She really was a beautiful girl.

Take care and come here often. We'll all help you deal with your grief.

Hugs,
Lynn

Tim,

I feel so terrible for you. I just lost my baby Sammy on March 2nd to being hit by a car. I only had him for about 9 months but I loved him like he was my child. I know exactly what you mean about calling her "baby puppy" forever.

I'm sure your wife feels tremendous guilt at causing you such pain. Hopefully this is the push she needs to not drink.

I cannot imagine finding your baby with her head in that condition. I had just put on my shoes and was out the door calling Sammy when my brother-in-law (who lives across the street) came up the driveway carrying him. I started scolding him for running off and my bro said "I think he's been hit." I lost it. I do say a blessing that Cory found him and not me because I don't know what I would've done to see him lying dead in the road. It was so hard to believe he was dead...I did the putting glass under his nose thing to see if he was breathing. I did it a dozen times. Even up to the point my friend Jason was burying him hours later I kept saying "Are you sure he's dead?" Jason's an angel...he said "Yes, and I closed his eyes for you."

I just want you to know that there are people who know what you are going through. The people on this site are fantastic and have been a big help to me through my grief. I know they will help you too. It's difficult for a lot of people to understand how someone can get so attached to a pet. I think those people are unlucky because they'll never know the joy and love a pet can bring.

You are in my thoughts and prayers. I know your little Qorqui is somewhere now where's she's happy and whole and waiting for the day she can be with you again. If you need to talk I'll be here.

Today is one week since Qorqui was killed.

I think I've entered the guilt phase now. I keep thinking that if I had not gone to work that day she'd still be with me. When I'm not thinking that I might somehow have been able to stop what happened, I think about the terror she must have felt as the car was bearing down on her. That's when the guilt gets the worst. I promised her that I'd never let anything bad happen to her. I feel like I've broken that promise. I wasn't there to protect her like I promised her I would be.

I visit Qorqui's grave every evening. Each evening I tell her how I miss her, how much I still love her and how sorry I am that I wasn't there to protect her. And the tears continue to flow each time I visit.

I just pray that her death was fast. I can't bear the thought that my baby puppy may have suffered alone and terrified.

Tim

it is perfectly normal to feel guilt but remember that you are just human. you have responsibilities, such as work, that quorqui was used to. as much as we would all like to, we cannot dedicate 100% of every day to our pets. quorqui passed knowing that she was loved, a lot of animals don't receive such love before they leave earth.
please don't beat yourself up over this. i know that this is a difficult time for you so come back and talk as often as you'd like. so sorry again, ah

Dear Tim,
I do not in anyway, not for a second, believe that Qorqui knew what was about to happen, and I do not believe he suffered at all. You did not let him down either.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard we try, there are many things we cannot control. And if you believe, like a lot of us do, things happen for a reason. I know you never wanted anything to happen to your buddy -- you'd rather it happen to yourself instead -- I know that, but it's not our choice.

Cry for your Qorqui and visit his grave as long as you need to and keep coming here. Each and every single feeling you have is okay -- anger, regret -- whatever -- for now -- until you personally come to the realization that you were not to blame and that Qorqui was very blessed to have you -- very blessed. Qorqui was much, much loved, and so were you. Now, here's a little poem for you -- I hope it helps you, Tim.
Love,
Marcia

Please Don't Feel Guilty

Please don't feel guilty. You don't need to. I don't want you to be rough on yourself. I heard you speak last night. I heard you say how guilty you are for what you think you didn't do right. You did more than I ever would have expected anyone to. You loved me through it all. I never doubted your love for me. Whatever decisions you made, I know were made with my best interest in mind. Please don't feel guilty. It breaks my heart to hear you speak of your guilt. You don't need to feel guilty. Please don't.
--Betty J. Carmack
From Grieving the Death of a Pet

For the first time since Qorqui was killed I made it through last night without tears.

I've decided that I can't keep torturing myself with all the thoughts of Qorqui's loss. I know life goes on, and Qorqui would rather see me happy than constantly hurting.

I've begun to contact Corgi breeders to see if there's any with tricolored little girls available. Talking to the breeders, I've learned that Qorqui was even more unique than I ever dreamed. She was a blue eyed "tri". I'm told that blue eyed Pembroke Corgis are extremely rare to begin with, and none of the breeders I've talked with so far have ever seen a blue eyed black headed tricolored Corgi like Qorqui was.

Please don't think I'm trying to find a "new Qorqui". I couldn't handle seeing the same face and knowing it's not really her. At the same time, I can't imagine life without a Corgi around, and I really don't care for the way the other colors look as much as the tri's.

Anyway, since Qorqui was so very unique, I'm more convinced than ever that she was put in my life for a reason. I'm not really sure what that reason is yet as my wife was drinking again this morning, but there must be one.

I still feel some guilt over not being able to have done something to protect her, but what's left of my rational mind is getting that under control.

Haven't started the memorial plaque yet. That's a little scarey still. I don't want to start using power tools with my eyes so teared up that I can't see what I'm doing. So that's gonna have to wait a little longer. It will be an enclosed oak case with a glass front. I want to keep everything I put on it protected from the dust and dirt in the shop. So I guess it's gonna be a little more than just a plaque then isn't it?

Life without Qorqui is beginning to get a little easier. I still miss her like I've never missed any other pet, but it's not completely disrupting my ability to function anymore.

Part of me feels like I'm disrespecting Qorqui if I move on too soon, and part of me feels like she would insist that I do move on and be happy "right now". (She wasn't very patient when it came to things she wanted)

more later....

Dear Tim,

I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your pet. I am very touched by your moving account of your loss. The love you shared sounds very special and I think it's great that you are going to have a memorial area where you can visit.

I am also very sorry to hear that you life is being affected by alcoholism. I grew up with it, so I know how crazy it can be. I have found tremendous help through Al-Anon. Going to the meetings and talking with people who have been there too teaches me so much and helps me handle the feelings I have. Kind of like the support I find here.

Keep on writing and know my thoughts and prayers are with you.

Ariel

I agree with Ariel's post. My stepfather was a drunk. I found a lot of help with Al-Anon. It teaches you how to not be an enabler and to live your own life despite someone else's disease. (My mom finally unloaded the guy and he eventually died of complications from diabetes - exacerbated by alcohol.) It helps to share stories with others who are in the same position as you. I truly hope that your wife has "hit bottom" enough by this neglectful act that she seeks help with quitting drinking. In the meantime, Al Anon is a good place for YOU to start. It will help you sort out the rollercoaster that life with an alcoholic becomes.

I am so sorry for the loss of your beloved Quorqui. Although her ending was tragic, her life with you was blessed with love - both ways! Good for you for looking for giving love to another lovely animal!

Dee Dee

I took a road trip over the weekend and visited a few kennels and Corgi breeders. Before I went, I knelt down at Qorqui's grave and told her what I was planning to do. Usually, when I visit her grave, I feel such strong loss and guilt and longing. This time, I felt some peace for the first time. Not complete peace, but a feeling that I had made a decision that Qorqui agreed with and that it was okay with her that I take the trip.

The trip allowed me to spend some time alone reflecting on time I had with Qorqui and thinking about how greatful I am that I was allowed to have ANY time with such a wonderful loving creature. Although I still miss Qorqui terribly, I've mostly come to terms with the loss of my "baby puppy" and am prepared to share my home and life with a new baby.

The last stop of my trip was a Corgi breeder south of Oklahoma City. I visited with the humans and adult dogs for a half hour or so and decided I was prepared to meet the puppies. There were three little 13 week old furballs pouncing about and having a wonderful time. When they saw me they all had to come over to investigate this new stranger in their domain. I knelt down and all three did the usual puppy thing. Jumping, licking, and wagging the little nubs Pembroke Corgis have for tails.

After the puppies' initial curiosity was satisifed, two of them ran off to play some kind of roll in the dirt game, and one decided she needed to climb up and get a closer look at my face. She climbed her way up 'till we were nose to nose. She licked my nose once, and then put her little front legs on either side of my neck and laied her head on my sholder. It was like she could feel there was something missing from my life, and she wanted the opportunity to put it back. After I set her back on the ground, she stayed close by everywhere I went. She'd wander off to play with the other puppies now and then, but never so far that she couldn't see that I was still there, and always came back within a minute or two just to make sure I didn't forget her.

Needless to say, I left Oklahoma with a new furry copilot now known as Kali.

I'll still be stopping in here for a while, but I don't think I'll have anything new to post in this thread. The new puppy is already adapting to her new home, and showing an amazing connection to my feelings. It's almost like she knows what I think before I say or do anything. Most puppies I've known want to play pretty much whenever they're not sleeping. Kali already knows when to pounce and when to just snuggle. And I've only known her for less than three days! My guess is that she's got a guiding spirit named Qorqui giving her pointers.

I'm still dealing with my wifes drinking problem, but I've taken extra precautions for the dogs to ensure that nothing like what happened to Qorqui can happen again.

Thank you all for your suggestions and kind words of support. I can't tell you how much it helped me through the initial pain and resentment.

Tim

Tim,

I am so happy you found a little puppy. That brought tears of joy to my eyes to read about Kali. What a little darling she must be.

I believe that Qorqui played a part in meeting this special new baby..

Kim

WELCOME HOME, KALI!!

CONGRATULATIONS TIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

A lifetime of nothing but joy and happiness for you and Kali. Your update truly made me smile and I'm happy that you both found what you needed for your hearts.

Hugs to you both.

Pat

Hi Tim,
I am so happy you have a new baby to fill your heart and life with love. Kali sounds like she is a wonderful puppy who will give you a life time of fun and laughter and love. As I am sure you will give to her too. May you be blessed for years to come.
Ann

Hi Tim,
I just read your post and I am so sorry for the tragic experience you had to go through. Your power is in forgivness!!!! I believe God can take a bad bad situation and make good come of it.
Your little dog was a doll, I dont believe I have ever seen one that looked quite like her. Just plain precious. I spent 8 yrs of my life with a man that drank, he never even wanted to stop but it stopped me...it gave me a hatered for alcohol so much I dont allow the stuff in my home. I do know it is a very hard thing for a person to quit once they have crossed a certian point and it usually takes something like this to make them want to change. Pat was right on.
I think for you getting your new Kali is a good idea. If you were to read some of the past post here you would see that what you are feeling...is pretty normal. Good luck to you. Pamela

Tim- good luck and congratulations on adopting Kali into your home. I am sure that Qorquie whole-heartedly approves. I am sure that Quorqui's spirit will also live on through Kali. I wish you guys the very best...

Caroline

It's three months today since Qorqui was killed.

Overall the days have been getting easier and the pain less, but today the pain is fresh again, like it was just yesterday I had my baby puppy with me and today she's gone.

I hate these anniversaries! I just want my puppy back.

Tim,

Thinking of you at this 3-month mark. Allie's was May 10th so I'm almost to month four. I still just want her back too, so I know just how you feel. But I've learned to be joyful just knowing that she'll always be in my heart. How is your family doing?

Thinking of you,
Jenny

I know you want your puppy back. The joy of another dog doesn't make up for the loss of another -- it only helps ease the emptiness in some ways. My Max has been done for six months now. I still cry every day. But I only get hysterical about once every two weeks, so I am improving. The bad days will come less often and you will be able to remember with less pain. Hang in there. Love, Karen

Tim - my thoughts are with you.

Tim I was wondering how you are currently feeling about your wife's role in your pet's demise. Are you still harboring bad feelings toward her? My significant other ran over my cat in our driveway, I was in the passenger seat. We never could see where Ginger was from the height of the truck so I would always want to check on Ginger's whereabouts before pulling all the way into the garage. This would always make my significant other "irritated" and I was trying to avoid that irritation the day Ginger was hit, so I said nothing--we pulled into the garage, and you can guess the rest. It was not a happy ending.

It has been over a year for me and I THINK I am nearly completely over the "resentment" (good word) over the accident BUT a few things still bug me. Naturally Ginger was not his cat so he never felt the sorrow that I did. Every now and then now he asks me if I want to get out of the truck before we put it in the garage. It makes me want to scream at him--what the %^*#@**%* difference does it make NOW???? (he was always IRKED with me for wanting to get out of the truck to check for Ginger--like it was some BIG imposition! It would have taken about a whole 30 seconds!) I still feel pretty angry, but I am fairly satisfied that he didn't mean to hurt Ginger and if anything I should be mostly mad at myself for being such a wus by wanting to avoid s.o.'s wrath. Mostly my resentment now is relative to matters surrounding the truck. I really hate that truck and would like to blow it up. I guess I should mention that part of my problem is that s.o. ran over his OWN cat with that same truck in the same manner the year before!! Needless to say we are never having another outdoor cat. It is like a death warrant for the poor things to be assigned to THIS house! If it wasn't so tragic it would be comical!

I am sorry I hijacked your thread--I was just wondering since your wifes "fault" seems even more "impressive" due to the drinking factor--I was just wondering, if you are still having trouble getting past it at all?? It would help me to find out how you cope with that. I have not seen many other cir%%stances like "ours" posted here (where "blame" is a factor) and I was just curious if you are still mad at her or over what happened.

If it is too personal a question you don't have to answer. Writing all this out here is pretty cathartic, really. Thanks for listening.

I hope you are doing well with your new pup.

Tim,
I just hope your heart can continue to heal. I hope all is well with your Kali girl, she's about 5 or 6 months old now isn't she? I bet she's a joyous handful!
Thinking of you,
Kim

It's been a really tough thing to get through. When she makes the effort to stay sober I rarely think about it. When she drinks, or like on my birthday, needs to be life-flighted to the hospital for a possible ambien overdose, the resentment and anger are back in full force.

Generally, I am a forgive and forget person. Literally. There have even been times when I try to stay angry about this or that only to have trouble remembering later what I was trying to stay angry about. So, for me, it's usually pretty easy to put things behind me. In this case, I know she did not do this intentionally, but it hurt so much that it's not an easy one to forget. Sometimes, when she does not take care to prevent it from happening again I feel like maybe she really doesn't matter to her if it happens to another furbaby. That can be a setback.

Over Memorial weekend, my son and I made it perfectly clear that she will stay sober and seek proper treatment, or she will have to find somewhere else to live. So, she's been giving it a real good effort. She went to the doctor Friday afternoon and got her medication changed. She has an appointment with a specialist tomorrow and with a new shrink a week from tomorrow. I know it's still early, but if she stays on the path she's on right now, I think things will be getting tons better around here. If it does get better, it'll be pretty easy for me to let go of the resentment and forgive her for the mistake.



This really suprises me. I can not understand why he would be impatient with you for wanting to be sure Ginger was safe after running over his own cat. It seems that of anyone, HE should have understood why you were concerned. I'm so sorry, I just don't know what to say.



Kali will be 7 months old on the 15th of June. She loves to chase rabbits, birds, bugs, or anything else that looks like it might be chaseable. She also loves to wrestle with Shelby. As soon as they get outside Kali starts in on Shelby. So Shelby cowers by the back door until I get Kali under control. After Shelby has had a few minutes to poke around and check out what's been happening in the yard since the last time she was out, then she's ready for some rough-housing with Kali, and the chase is on. We have 5 acres and they use almost every inch of it chasing each other around until they're so pooped out that they just stand and look at each other.

Kali is getting to be pretty close to full size now, but she still runs like a puppy. It makes me laugh every time I see it. She's very protective of HER toys. It's usually okay if Tink (our "toy" mixed breed rescue dog) wants to play with something of Kali's, but if Shelby gets too close Kali lets the whole house know that something unacceptable is going on.

She's also gotten to be the most picky eater I've ever seen in a dog. I've been feeding her Innova puppy food and, at first, she loved it. After a couple weeks she started just picking at it, and soon after that she'd just sit by it and "guard" it but she wouldn't eat any. I tried some warm water on it to soften it and that helped for a couple days. Then I started mixing some cheese in with it and that worked for a couple days, but each time she'd go right back to guarding but not eating. This past week I started squeezing fresh apple slices over her food in a garlic press. She LOVES it! I give her her food and it's gone in 1/10th the time it used to take her to not hardly eat anything. I've been getting worried because she's growing and needs to eat. That's not a problem anymore!

I'm gonna try to attach some photos of all the pooches so you all can see.

Here's Kali at just over 6 months.


This is my son's dog Shelby, she's about 2 1/2 years old.


This is the little rescue dog Tink. She's the old lady of the house, between 10 and 12 years old.


Here's one of Shelby and Kali

ADORABLE!! Thank you for sharing these photos with us, I just love to see peoples babies!! Kali looks so much like Qorqui (except for the eye color, of course), their markings are almost identical! Shelby is quite the beauty herself! She looks just like a little "diva" in that picture...I bet she acts just like a princess! Tink....I could just squeeze her to peices..that sweet old lady. She actually looks like a sweet old lady..I just love that she was a rescue! They all look very happy to be with you. I hope you are blessed with many years to come with all of them.
I'm elated to hear that your wife is making a sincere effort to become sober. Right now she is doing it for yall (sorry, I'm a southern bell), which is great, but when she completes her recovery, she will see she needed to do it for herself. Life is too short, and she is really missing out on alot by living in such a distorted way. I hope for your son's sake, if nothing else, she makes it through this. That is no way for a son to see his mother during these impressionable teen years, and he needs her right now. Talk to him often and let him know you are there for him if he needs to talk to you about the subject.
with love,
Kim
P.S. how do you attach photos to a message? I tried it but it wouldn't accept mine. I think they may be too big or something since that is the problem I had with my avatar, but I don't know how to tell how many "bytes" the file is?

Tim,
All the "babies" are so, so precious! I too am so happy to hear your wife is trying, and I pray for all of you.
Marcia

It's been four months and a week since Qorqui was killed. Last night I thought it would be okay to dig through some of the photos I have of her. It wasn't. I cried like it was just yesterday. I forced myself to look through about half of them before I couldn't see through the tears anymore and I found one of her as a puppy that I wanted to share with everyone here. This was taken before we had figured out a name for her. It, to me, reflects her outlook on everything for her short life.


I miss you BeBe!

Dear Tim,

I know anniversaries are hard. It doesn't seem to matter what week or month anniversary it is, I think the timing brings back a lot of our original emotions.

You and Qorqui are in my thoughts on her 4 month anniversary.
Hugs,
Kathleen

PS-Qorqui was such a cutie pie!

Oh Tim,
What a little doll baby! I know the anniversaries are very difficult. I think the tears actually help although I know it hurts so much. Even to me it seems like such a long time that your Qorqui's been gone. My thoughts are with you.
Marcia

Hi, Tim
I have just spent the last hour reading through the thread about the terrible, tragic accident - the various stages of the grief process - the strength you summoned to come to terms with what had happened - the forgiveness and generosity of spirit you showed your wife - your decision to get a puppy - and, finally, Kali's arrival into your home and your heart.
This tale has given me SO much strength, Tim. I lost my little Serge on Tuesday (July 5th) and have had moments when I really wonder if I'll pull through this. But your tale of courage and survival has really inspired me.
THANK YOU SO MUCH, and give some strokes and cuddles to Kali from her fan-club in Paris, France (she is ADORABLE, Tim. WOW!)
Amanda x

{{{Tim}}}

I'm so sorry...my heart breaks at your story about your beautiful fur-baby. What a wonderful person to have taken the time to have brought Qorqui back to where she belonged, with you.

{{{HUGS}}}

Dawn

Five months ago today the light of my life was extinguished.

I've read that grieving takes about one month for each year you were with your furry. I'm not so sure. Qorqui was only with me for 18 months and five months later I still get teary almost every day.

Eighteen months. A year and a half. It was supposed to be so much longer. She was supposed to be my little pal that would hang out with me after our youngest son moves out of the house and there's no kids left around. She was supposed to keep being the little practical joker that would always swipe my tools or whatever I was using near where she could reach it and move it just far enough away from me that I'd have to get up to reach it. Sometimes I'd get irritated when things would "disappear", but when I'd see her sitting there leaning toward me with that Qorqui smile on her face, I couldn't not laugh. "Silly puppy!"

She would have been 2 years old yesterday. Even with Tink, Shelby and Kali in the house, it's still so lonely without Qorqui.

I miss my puppy! I just want her back. That's all. Please God, let me have my baby puppy back and I'll never need anything else.