Every now and then, the thought flashes across my mind - she is really gone. My Daisy is really dead.

She died on April 1, and it still seems unreal to me. Do other people feel this way?

Daisy's Mommy

Hi Daisy's Mommy,

I know how you feel....it will never go away...but it gets better. I'ts been seven months since my kitty cat died and my heart still ache for her. I hope that it will get better soon for you....

Take Care,
Sheena

Daisy's mommy,

I know how you feel also. I have felt the same way, and still do. In fact, tonight, I forgot that Jake was gone. I saw a kitty in the back yard, and for a minute, thought it was Jake coming home from one of his hunts. Then, my eyes went to the little mound in the side yard, and I had to face once again that my baby is gone. Sheena is right--it never goes away. It does get easier. My meltdowns are fewer, but the ache is still there. I also hope that it will get better soon for you. I am thinking of you,

Sandi

I AM STILL ABSOLUTELY IN DENIAL. (2 weeks after Crystal's passing April 6.) I carry a toy of Crystal's around and talk to it. How can she be gone? I am still here. You are still here. Where are they and why can't we hold them and love them again.

I cannot consider the word "dead" yet. I continue to imagine her running in Heaven and big green fields, cloud beds, toys, and other furbabies to play with. That is my way of coping.

We are compassionate people that are fortunate enough to have been able to share the life of a special animal. They will continue to be etched in our hearts forever and it does feel very "unreal" that we cannot just go and pick them up from their special place and hold them. I miss being able to cuddle, stroke, and smell my sweet baby. She really is gone. Just gone. Not hiding from sight. Not in my closet or under the bed. Gone. It really hurts.

Your lost occured 5 days before mine. It has not gotten easier to accept for me either. I hope we both begin to smile more remembering the happy times and start moving toward acceptance soon.

I feel the same way, but also upset because I am forgetting my dog in a way. I try so hard to remember how he felt like and try to imagine holding him, but it's getting harder and harder. I don't like memories because they are insubstantial to me--like a dream that never really happened. My dog is becoming like that and I don't like it.

I too believe her soul goes on. I wonder how she can be happy without me, and then I remember that the love of God is greater than any human love and I know that she will be fine until I join her one day.


Daisy's Mommy