We had out first snow on Thanksgiving. The following day, November 25, was the two months anniversary of Rudy's death. He loved snow, and was always so excited during and after a storm. Watching him roll in the snow brought me such joy. As I looked outside I imagined him running around, and rolling in the white stuff. How I wished he was still here to enjoy the first snowfall of the season!

I have been doing OK overall, I guess, though I miss him so. I am having a hard time getting past the idea that he was only 10. It doesn't seem fair. My other dogs have lived longer than that, and he always was the picture of health, shiny, happy and energetic; I always imagined he'd live to at least 12 or 13, if not older than that. Even after he got cancer, for a while he still seemed robust.

He has been gone nine weeks now. I have dreamed of him twice. Sometimes I still think it is some nightmare and I will wake up and it won't be true, but even in the dreams somehow I know he is gone.

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Gina

Hi Gina,

It's snowing out right now. Qorqui also loved the first snow. Running and rolling in it, barking at it and trying to bite it as it fell from the sky. She was my furry little clown most of the time. I only wish she had been allowed to experience more than one and a half winters with me.

On 2 Dec it will be 9 months since Qorqui was killed. Some days I still feel like it was just yesterday, others it feels like it's been an eternity.

I envy folks that have had dreams or visits from their passed furries. At the same time, I'm so happy for you all. I have yet to have a dream or any kind of visit from Qorqui to let me know that she doesn't blame me for her death. Oh, here come the tears...

Tim

I know how you are feeling right now. I was affected by the first snow too. I thought I was the only one. Last March I video taped Rocko darting back and forth through the deep snow drifts after a snow storm we had. He also loved the snow. He has been gone for 2 weeks and a few days already. I miss him so very much. It snowed for the first time 2 days after he died and I felt so bad for him. I looked out the window looking for his paw prints on the sidewalk and to see him laying in the deepest drift we had, but nothing was there. Then I remembered he was gone and I was so mad. How unfair. I loved that little turkey so much. He was so silly. Trying to act all cool, when really he was just a nerd like the rest of us. What a dog...... Every morning I wish him a good morning and every nite I wish him a good nite. Just like when he was alive. I dont think I will ever get over losing him.