Bo is such a good boy...thats what I used to tell him..................................
Four days now, four long days since I lost the best friend I will ever have. It still doesn't seem real. The hurt becomes unbearable at times, it takes my breath away and sickens my stomach at the same time. A thought will come of him doing something simple, something as I watched him do over the years and I took for granted he would always do. Even though I knew he was sick and not long for this world, the reality of it I did not or would not fully accept.
Now it has come, he is really gone. He will no longer comfort me when I am sad, he will no longer warm me at night, nor look at me with the look of love and devotion. Not again will he run for the truck to go somewhere, anywhere, didn't matter. He went everywhere I went, he would wait patiently for me when I had to go to work and leave him, but he always welcomed me with the same love.
Once upon a time a lifetime ago he came in to my world.
I didn't really welcome him then. I wasn't much for small dogs and I certainly did not think the interior of a home was a place to raise a dog.
My wife at the time insisted though, and soon he made our house his home.
It came gradually my adoration for him. It came through his playful puppy years when he would chase the ball, and when tired of the game would carry it to his favorite spot next to his other toys and lay down for a nap.
He weighed a mere 19 pounds but you would have thought he was the biggest dog around by the air of confidence he projected as he encountered strangers, and other dogs three times his size.
He and I endured hard times together, when my son was having problems, and my wife of 20 years and I departed. He comforted me, he made my life worth something because he and I were family. We drew life and strength from each other. He loved me so, you could see it in his actions and in his eyes. He was always by my side, I simple adored him, I never admitted it to other people but he was indeed the thing I loved most in this world.
We walked together, we played together, when times were really bad I would cry and talk with him and he listened intently, always willing to give more than I could ever give back.
My precious Bo is gone now, I will see him in the physical state one last time tomorrow before he is placed in his grave forever. I will see him in my mind as long as I breath. I can almost feel him now, his hair was always soft and his little body comforting to me with just a touch. I somehow thought he would always be there for me and if it were his choice I know he would be here for me now.
Because I need him so desperately now.

It is so hard to read your post and not cry.

I am deeply sorry for your sadness. I can feel how much you adored your Bo.

Tomorrow............I pray for your strength. I am kind of without words to say at the moment in remembering when I had to get my Esabella and drive her back home over 100 miles as she rests in the front seat. I cried and cried endlessly and the final place where I put her to rest was um.............

My goodness..........I can only offer you to please come back here and share your life with Bo with us. Being here helped me in more ways than one.

We care with you and you are not alone.

Bless you and Bo.

Most sincerely,,,,,,,,,,,

Litebrez


LMYE

I'm so sorry for your loss of Bo. I know exactly how you feel. Shiloh was my companion and confidant. She was always there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on. When she died, I didn't have that shoulder...and I really needed it. It made her passing that much harder.

Please come here often. Share your thoughts and feelings. Everyone here will embrace you with kindness as you make your journey through grief.

You're in my thoughts.
Kathleen

Dear Bo's Daddy,

We know how hard and horrible this is for you. Know that you're not alone and whatever you feel you can post here... we're going through the pain with you.

When you said that you can almost feel him now, you were right on the money... he's with you, he's there and he always will be. Our babies love us as much as we love them and I believe they stay right by your side at all times. I know, just know that Inky is here and never really did leave. He proves it daily.

Be strong and let us help you through your healing. These wonderful people have helped me so much that I could never express my gratitude. They'll do the same for you... as will I.

Hugs,

Pat

I laid my little dog to rest at a pet cemetary not that far from my home monday. he looked so restful in the little coffin, of course there was the flood of tears and the deep sorrow for his loss, but at the same time I was somewhat thankful Bo would not have to go through the bad days again. I carried bo from the little chapel to his grave side, then watched as the caretaker and owner of the cemetary lowered him in to the ground and covered the casket with earth. I have seen my mother and fathers casket lowered in much the same way. what is it about the finality of being placed in the earth. I know the scripture of ashes to ashes and dust to dust but how can it be that pets and people once so full of life are committed to such a dreadful end. It rained on my way home that evening, I thought of the cold rain as a tribute to my loss.Of course it was just coincidence. I was the only one acutely aware of what had just taken place, my friend of so many years was gone from site now. I will place a head stone for Bo as soon as I can. I will visit his grave often, and I am sure I will cry many, many more tears.
The mornings are worse, I still wait for him to come to me and give me my morning hug.
Many thanks to Litebrez, Kathleen, and Pat for taking the time to reply to my first entry about Bo. As you already know from experience it does help to have someone, even a stranger, acknowledge your loss and share your grief.
I guess you are no longer strangers once you share your loss with others. We are all sadly partners of sorrow.
dp

Dear DP,
Your so welcome and no we are not strangers here............only lovely friends who come together with kind words, thoughts and prayers in support of our painful, broken hearts............in grieving for our loved ones.

Monday was a rainy and sad day for you and those involved with saying good-bye to Bo. I am deeply sorry. I had to get up and walk away from reading this post for a moment as I could see and feel your pain. Words are difficult to express at this time........but I want you to know.....you are not alone and many heartful wishes are with you during this sadness.

It will take a lifetime.....it seems to get past this part of pain and tears.............but you will find strength in each day...and smile in remembering the joys of Bo.

Stay in touch and tell us all about your good boy.......Bo

Sincerely,

Litebrez

DP, you're so very right... we are no longer strangers and, the best part of all, neither are our lost babies!! Each one of ours is there to greet yours and those to come. Isn't that a wonderful thought? Perhaps through us, they've all joined together to talk about the moms & dads they left behind, just as we do about them!

Bo is still with you and always well be. He'll let you know, when you least expect it, that he's right there by your side and what a smile that will bring!!

We're all in this together and we'll all get through it the same way. Be strong and be happy in your memories of your sweet Bo.

Hugs,

Pat

Dear DP,

I'm so sorry for the loss of your "good boy", Bo. Through your posts, it's easy to tell what a wonderful bond you shared with your precious friend. As everyone has said, you've come to the best place. We all know the pain you're feeling and will help you make it through.

Thinking of you,
Lynn