Hi,
I've just lost 2 of my babies. Sam was a 10 year old black lab and Creole was a 7 year old golden retriever. They both got hit by a vehicle on May 4, 2005. We got Sam when he was 6 months. He was a loving companion, a wonderful listener, and outstanding watchdog. We got Creole when she was 6 weeks old. I picked her out. She was the best hunting dog, she was fast and loved her job.
I've been crying for days now.
When we found them missing out of our fenced backyard, I took my daughter in my truck and started searching while my husband took his truck and searched as well. We asked every person who was out if they had seen our babies. Nobody had. My husband had asked one person who told him 2 dogs had gotten hit by a car and told him to call the Sherriff's dept. They told him where the dogs where hit. He went and found them. It just so happened that I was going back home to feed our 4 yr old, when he passed me. He waved me on. I looked at him...he was crying. I followed him to our street, but didn't go home. I took our daughter to my neighbor's house 1st. When my husband got out of his truck, he was crying and cursing. Then he threw the 2 dog collars on the ground and told me they were gone. I went nuts. I grabbed the collars and my husband grabbed me. I hit the ground. I told him that he had to go back and get them. That my babies were not going to stay in a ditch. My husband is the strongest person I know. He went back and picked up our babies, even tho they were not in the best shape, and brought them home to be buried. He told me I couldn't look at them, they were too bad. But I had too, I had to say good-bye. So he covered up everything but their heads and I said good-bye. That night I helped my husband dig a grave for 2 very special babies. We cried, we cursed....then we had to tell our 4 year old. I held strong. I told her what happened. She bawled. I had horrible nightmares that night, got 2 hours of sleep and had to work the next day. I cried all day at work, then I started calling people to find out what happened. I had to know when this happened, how this happened, who hit them! Instead I got worse news. I found out my babies were on the shoulder of the road...until a tractor came by and pushed them into the ditch, like they were trash. That is why we couldn't find them.
I have gone out to the grave everyday and told them how much i love them. I look at their pictures that are all over my house and I cry. We had storms today, and Sam (my big chicken dog) was ALWAYS scared of storms. We always brought them inside during a storm. I kept looking out at the grave and saying sorry to them and they didn't deserve to be in the rain. Then later a black dog was walking in our yard and i screamed. My husband came running. I broke down. I just can't take this anymore. I can't stop thinking about them, good and bad. I cry all the time. Everyone else around me, my husband, my daughter, the rest of my family all seem past this now.
I decided tonight that I had to find something to help me. So I did a search and found this sight. I read a few of the posts and cried. Then I decided I had to write too. Maybe this will help me. I have to get this out.

Trinity, I had tears streaming down my face as I read the story of how your 2 precious babies Sam and Creole were not only hit by a car but pushed into the ditch by a tractor like they meant nothing. That must have caused you so much pain beyond belief that they were pushed into a ditch like that.

I am so sorry that some people just don't have any compassion at all when they hit someone's babies and just leave them on the road. I just don't understand how people can be so mean and heartless and not even care.

You just let those tears flow whenever they start to come. I have cried many tears over my fur baby and my fur grand baby who we lost 6 weeks apart. This has been a very long painful journey from which I thought I never would recover. The pain has lessened a lot but it all takes time, a lot of tears and help from so many wonderful members here. Hugs
Ann

Trinity--

I am so so sorry for your loss. And I'm so sorry that you had to find them the way you did. I lost my kitty Felix last week also (May 4th) so I can really understand the pain you're going through. I don't know anything I can say that will make it any easier for you. Just know that I am deeply sorry. Writing my post helped a great deal so I hope it helps you to release some of the pent up emotion. Cry and grieve for as long as you need to. Don't let anyone minimize your pain. You lost two very important members of your family. That love will never go away.

Vent here as much as you need to. We're here for you.

Krystal

I am SO sorry for your loss ~ I was weeping inside for you as I read this post ~ I am at work but had to reply ~ What was done to your poor babies is inexcusable and I do not understand why we have evolved to have such a world where people are either heartless or afraid of getting involved ~ this is so sad ~ I know your heart is breaking ~ But the one thing is that your babies know that you LOVE them ~ you have them close now more than ever before ~ in ways that will become more powerful and strong over time ~ Your grief is overwhelming you now ~ it will come in waves of disbelief and disillusionment ~ it is normal to feel like your world is at an end ~ because in some ways it is ~ in that it will never be the same ~ but what happens is that we become transformed in our relationship with those we lose ~ Please be gentle with your self and let your grieving be an honor to the earthly life you shared with them ~ Also ~ they were not out in the rain ~ what is there is the place where the soul resided on this earth - now they are both closer to you than ever before ~ and safe forever within your heart of hearts ~

~ Remember that in the darkest night of the soul ~ Love pure and true is holding you in the hollow of God's hand ~

Sincerely, Kathryn

How incredibly heartbreaking that you lost both of your dogs. It was indeed a heartless person who could hit not one, but two dogs and not stop to at least see if they had collars and tags and be decent enough to contact the owners.

It never ceases to amaze me how callous some people are. Often I am accused of having more sympathy and love for animals than I do for people but when something like this happens why wouldn't I feel this way?

Humans are supposed to be the superior species; to be able to think ethically and morally. To be able to choose. Well, this pathetic excuse for a human being chose to be unconscionably cruel and heartless. He/she will have to answer for this heartless act one day.

Your two dogs are together now in Heaven. They will be waiting for you one day at the Rainbow Bridge and when you are reunited, you'll never have to part with them again. Try to hold fast to the images of your dogs happy and so glad to be with you. All your wonderful memories will come back to you in time.

May God reach down and comfort each of you. May He hold you both in the hollow of His great hand and bring you peace.

With deep sympathy and love,

--Susan
~ a voice for the voiceless ~

Thank you all for your support. I have cried off and on today. I have talked about my babies to people who have asked. I am a huge animal lover. I also have 3 cats at the house, and 2 abandoned cats and their 9 kittens that I feed at work.

I can't stop thinking of the wonderful times we all shared together, but then it's interrupted by horrible images of how they might have been killed. I hope that those images will go away soon. Those are the ones that are ripping my heart apart.

I don't know why people are the way they are. My husband welded their tags to the collars because they were known to get the tags off somehow. My dogs weren't runners, they had gotten out a few times but we were able to find them on our street and put them back in the yard. But my husband wanted to be safe in case they took off and we couldn't find them, that they had their tags.

Sam was viewable to be able to look at his tag to get my vet's # and get ahold of me. Why someone wouldn't do that, is beyond me. I can not comprehend that at all. I know for a fact that 2 people were close enough to check my dog's tags but didn't, the person who 1st found them, and the one who put them in the ditch. I have the number of the man who 1st found them. I haven't been able to call him yet. I know that I will scream at him for being so heartless and not calling in the vet's #. If he had then I would have been able to do what I wanted with them, which was cremation. But they needed to be buried immediately. So not only were my babies so tragically taken from us, but so was the cremation process.

I know that one day my pain will ease, I just hope it's soon.

Dear Trinity,

I'm so very sorry. I know how excrutiating the pain has been from just losing one furbaby, I can only imagine how you must be feeling.

You're in my thoughts.
Kathleen

Trinity, sweetheart... Sorry doesn't even come close to expressing how I'm feeling for you. How tragic to lose 2 at once!!!! I'm so very, very sorry for you and your family to be having to go through this horrible grief.

Know that we're here to try to get you through this as best as we can. Come often, post often and let us try our best to help you.

Big hugs,

Pat

Trinity.. Iam so sorry for what happened to your friends, There is nothing in this world that could ever justify what these people did. People are responsible for their own actions in life, and these actions, good or bad, have a way of returning to you , these people will feel the pain of what they have done, oneday. Again, Iam sorry and I wish that oneday you will find peace and happiness again

Kerry

Trinity,
I read your story the other day but didn't have it in me to respond.
I just dont' know what to say but I'm sorry...which is so pathetically inadequate. To lose BOTH...I can't imagine. It's because of my surviving dog that I've been able to go on. I just can't imagine how this could have happened to them! And for someone to not call.....
I don't want this post to be a downer...I just wanted to tell you that your story has weighed on my mind and my heart goes out to you. I hope there's some consolation in that...that there are still GOOD people in this world who DO care. I know that doesn't bring your babies back...but maybe it will help a little.
I can understand you feeling robbed of the cremation. But atleast you got to bury them...they are with you now in spirit and in close proximity where you can visit them when you feel strong enough. They could have been lost in that ditch forever...so for that, I am glad for you that you got them back.
Again, I'm SO sorry for your loss.
Audrey

Dear Trinity,

I just read your story. Don't know how i missed it the other day. I am so sorry for the loss of both your furbabies. I know how upset you must be about the situation but i am glad that at least they were found and you have them near you now. My cat was missing for a few days. I now believe he left on purpose... wanting to spare us but.....due to my daughter making some posters to post in the neighborhood he was found and returned by a kind lady. He died 3 days later. We buried him in the backyard and i am so glad he is there instead of some unknown place ...alone.

May having them near you bring you peace. You are in my thoughts.

Cheryl

Dear Trinity-

I too read your post yeterday and felt so badly about what has happened to your family. I cannot even begin to imagine how hard this must be on both you and your husband. Try not to think of the way your babies died, but rather how they lived. It sounds like they were the best of friends, and take comfort in the fact that they were together until the end.

You are a caring and wonderful person...I can tell from your posts. Sometimes it is impossible to understand the motives and callousness of people like the ones that left your babies in the road. They are not like you and I and the rest of the wonderful people on this site. Come here when you feel like you need to be around those who truly care and understand the despair of losing a pet.

Take care of yourself and I am thinking of you...Caroline

It's been exactly one week since we found our babies. It's been hard. I still cry alot. Today I want to tell you about my Sam and Creole.
We got Sam at 6 months old. He was "wild". He ate EVERYTHING, as do all labs, but in his 1st week, he managed to eat...a carton of cigarettes, a case of toilet paper, 4 remotes, a pair of glasses, shoes, socks, carpet....just about anything he could get his mouth on. It didn't matter if we put it up, he would find it or something else. We had him in an apartment and knew that wasn't the place for him, but we had to have him. We loved him the minute we saw him. So we took him to my mom's house, just up the road for him to stay in her yard. When we finally moved to a house he came with us. Sam had hip problems. I remember one day it was so bad he couldn't even stand. I called the local vet and they said they had some meds for him. My husband had the truck so I had no way to get there. I walked 3 miles each way to get him his meds, because I knew he needed them. When I finally became pregnant, he stayed with me all the time. Towards the end I got so HUGE that he let me use him to get up off the couch. Then my daughter was born. We introduced both dogs to her watching to make sure there was no hostility. They smelled her, she cried and they looked at us like "make her stop"! Sam followed my daughter everywhere when she learned to walk. He protected her. He was the absolute greatest. When my hubby and I was having our "moments" there were a couple of times that a nose ended up on my hubby's butt or Sam would lay his head down on the bed next to mine and lick my face to make sure I was Ok. That was toooooo funny!
When we got Creole, I was looking for a dog that would be a good pet and a good hunting dog. I went and checked out this litter and told them I wanted the darkest golden retriever they had. She was it. She was copper in color. I picked her up and she came home with us. Sam didn't care for her at 1st. So she slept in bed with us until we knew they were getting along. During that 1st week, while we were asleep she would sleep next to my husband's head, she had an accident. She pooped on his head. I still laugh about that to this day...7 yrs later. She grew into an excellent hunting dog. She would be so angry when my hubby wouldn't take her. The only reason he couldn't take her was because of alligators. We didn't want her to be a snack. When she did go, her whole body would shake and she would whine until that 1st bird dropped. She would run (and boy she was fast) out get her bird, bring it back to Daddy and sit and wait for the next one. When he didn't shoot at a bird, she would look at him and either bark or whine at him. He would tell her "Daddy's good, but not that good, they are too far", she would then put her head down in disappointment. She wanted to please him and do her job. As my daughter grew older, Creole finally started to listen to her. She was always my daughter's pillow. Everytime Creole would lay down, my daughter would find her and lay down and use her as a pillow. Creole never cared.
Neither of them had any puppies. But they did have a baby, my cat Sir Hahn. They loved him so much. They cleaned him, ate with him, slept with him. We had given Creole stuffed animals and called them babies. We would tell her to get her baby. There were many times she would run to Sir Hahn and then look at us. Made us laugh.
We had so many great times with them. They were loving, caring, trustworthy, funny and the best dogs we have ever owned. As I write this, tears come and so does laughter. I remember more and more antics that they did apart and together.
I am sad that they are gone, but I'm glad they went together. Neither of them would have been the same without each other. I surely do miss my "Sammers and Creole-Dog" Thanks for letting me share. I appreciate all that everyone has said. I couldn't get on for a few days, the pain was too bad. The good memories keep coming as I go on. I know I will see them one day and that will be the best. When telling my 4 yr old daughter what happened. She cried and asked me to make a sign for them. She wants one thing on this sign:

Thank you!

Now if a 4 yr old can say that about our babies....you know they were great!!

Beautiful stories, Trinity. I really enjoyed reading them. What truly special dogs you had!
Thanks for the funny stories too!
I know it must be SO hard but you're right...atleast they were together. My surviving dog is okay but not quite the same without my Jazzygirl.
Take care
Audrey

Such wonderful stories of two wonderful dogs. I, like you, found myself laughing and crying as I read about them.

Like you said, and like Audrey said, at least they're together. I know that's little consolation for you.

Hugs,
Kathleen

I am so sorry for your loss and in such a horrific way! I've been on many of these sites since I lost my Sam to kidney failure four months ago. I have to say I had the hardest time reading yours. To lose one dog is hard enough, even when I knew it would happen for eleven months. To lose two in a heartbeat is almost more than one can bear. There's nothing I can even think of to make you feel better. I have to say that the pain lessens as time goes on, but for you it will be tough. This is a very caring site and it is one that you should visit as often as you can. Everyone on here have the same love of their pets and the same feeling of loss that you have. Many people just don't understand it.....these folks do.
If ever you want to vent again or in private feel free to email me. It does help to write it down. I have done a lot of writing on here and on a kidney site. You sound like you have a very caring and loving husband. Even if he moves on faster than you remember how wonderfully he handled everything at the beginning of your trial.
Keep reading and writing and many thoughts are with you.
Barbara and Sam 1/10/05

i am so sorry for your loss...... i am grieving hard for just one baby, i can't imagine losing 2. as horrible as it is for you, if it were only one, the other would be grieving the loss as well. they passed together very horribly, but they are together, running and jumping and playing and probably chasing my pretty girl up a tree just for kicks. it hurts, i know that hurt, it's excruciating. i am comforted alittle bit by knowing that her leg is no longer broke and she can walk again normal. i want her back just as you want your babies back, and life is so unfair. together we will get through this pain. i am thinking of you
~lori~ heartbroken1

As I read this I cried my eyes out, this is how I lost my baby also. I feel so much grieve it is unbelievable. My baby was 2 1/2 years old and she got out our door to chase a squirrels or a rabbit and was hit by a car. My baby was hit so hard she flew several feet into a yard and was left there by the person who hit her. They never even stopped to see if she was okay. My baby was a family member and this person just left her there like a piece of garbage. It has been a month and 5 days now and I still cry every day. I could not see her when the police called, I just couldn't go. My father went and sat there in the middle of a very busy street crying holding her. The police were wonderful and offered to send an officer over to sit with my mother, myself and my son while my father took care of everything. (My son, who is 5, was horrible upset but said that God needed the best dog for the Pope and my Grandfather. He knows she is in heaven and talks to her everyday. He misses her so much but is a wonderful child that is so understanding and puts this in perspective for me. She is happy now and running chasing those squirrels and rabbits without any worry. If only we could all think like a child).
They took her directly to the pet cemetary to be buried. I still can not go to her grave site, I don't want to believe she is there. My mother still hears her at the door letting us know she wants to come back in the house. I know how you feel it is the worst feeling to have, our babies are irreplacable! I dream of her all the time. All the fun things she use to do and all the neat things too. I still have a very difficult time seeing my neighbors out there with there babies. I am just so bitter still and don't know if I will get over this horrible death. I know this is how you are feeling right now too. We can support each other through this crisis.
This site has helped me so much. Everyone here is so full of love they care for us and our babies without ever knowing us. I don't think I would have made it this far if I did not find this site. Please continue coming here and getting the care you need.
My love is sent to you and your family!

I have only found this post today, as I was not a member until two days ago. I am so sorry for the cruel people that did not even have a conscience enough to let you know where and when your doggies died. I know it has been a while since the lasst post, and I hope you have healed more. I hope that remembering the good memories will eventually allow you to feel that you will always be one with your loved ones in your soul, no matter what happens to our earthly bodies. I am sure your doggies were very happy to have you, and I am sure they will always remember you in their more peaceful place, as you remember them. I truly hope you are feeling better.

I haven't been able to get on much. I miss them soooo much. It hurts to read what I and others have written. I just want my babies back so much. I look out at their grave alot and cry. I so try to keep the good memories flowing, but I have terrible nightmares about them, every night. I tell them everyday how much I love them and miss them, I'm sorry this happened to them and want them back. I want so desperately to touch those soft ears, to get my many kisses, to hug them, to wrestle with them. I so desperately want to hear and see their annoying habits...digging up the yard, whining/barking to get in the house, licking my carpet. I wouldn't care what they did now...if only I could have them back! I know I can't have them back, and that is what is killing me! I will try to get on more. I know this sight can help. Thank you all for your support.

I'm so sorry for your loss. I can't imagine losing two dogs at once so I realize the pain must be unbearable. But, I also think you have taken that first step by being able to recall the wonderful times you shared. Your stories were beautiful and I only hope that you can continue to remember the good times. So often it is those last few moments that get stuck in our heads and hearts and we can't seem to get past that to the healing. It took me forever not to instantly call up how my beautiful Chester looked when he passed. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers.

I read your post today about your 2 babies, you have lost Sam and Creloe. It sickend me of the thought of them being it by a car then the tracker coming along a pushing them into a ditch. The tears a rolling down my face. I lost my Boscoe in a tragic way. This site has help me alot in dealing with my anger and pain. I am very sorry for your loss of your sweet furbabies. I feel you sorrow, and hope in time your heart will heal. It won't be easy and it may take some time but I truely believe now that they a both there at the Rainbow's Bridge waiting for the day that you will all meet again. Peace to you, Tina