It has been 8 months today since we lost our 5 year old basset hound, Bailey, to splenic cancer and I still hurt as much today as I did then. We only noticed something was wrong in July and by the time he was diagnosed it was too late to do anything for him. As a final hope he was operated on to confirm the diagnosis but our vet said he would only have 3 to 5 days to live so we let him go on the operating table. It had to be the hardest decision we have ever made in our lives. We have had and lost 3 dogs before him but this loss has been the most devastating. It was so unexpected and such a shock. We didn't want to lose him but didn't want him to suffer any more and I still cannot believe he is gone. He went everywhere with us - funerals, weddings, church on Sunday etc. He was always at my feet whether I was getting a meal ready or just relaxing on the sofa where he would lay with me. I read other posts of people who dream about their lost pets and even get signs from them. Although I think of Bailey every day and how much I miss him, I have never had a dream about him or had any sign from him. I just hope he knows that we would have done anything to make him better and that we felt that we were doing the best thing for him by putting him to sleep. I miss him so much!

Hello Bailey's mom and all of you, my grieving friends in this web site. PLEASE READ!

I lost my baby Lucky aka Lulu, Nono, MooMoo, Princess Loki, Noki last April 7. I have not seen her physically for the 16th day now. The pain was so tremendous I cannot eat or drink for at least 3 days. But one day I talked to my baby and asked her to give me a sign that she is happy where she is right now and waiting for me. I asked her to give me one white flower (i don't know why white, but it just came into my mind).

Since I buried my self into working, I forgot all about this talk with my baby. I went out of my backyard one day, which I stopped doing since Lulu left, and guess what? There were probably hundreds of white gardenia flowers! Of course, I cried again, but this time assuring my booboo that I will be okay since I know she's happy and waiting for me.

Can you imagine all our babies excitedly wagging their tails and some of them purring and playing all together? I guess they want us all to be happy because they are not, if we are not. Until we see them again to be with them forever. God bless our beloved ones and all of us who grieves for them.

LuckyNono's mom