My best friend has had her own drama lately and my SO isn't really in a good position to discuss Ginger with me either. So, suffice it to say I have felt very alone in trying to sort all this out.
Alone and kind of "rumcake-y!"--I wonder also if I haven't been experiencing those seven emotions, whatever the heck they are.,.you know what I am talking about --one of them is anger (we all know I began with the "denial" one!) ...is one of them also "blame?" because if the emergency people had been able to spare my cat I would have thrown them a parade------conversely, now that the outcome is how it is I want to run them all outta town on a rail. lol. <-----hey, thats the first time I laughed in a week.

Nowadays they send you a little tuft of fur as a momento. I got mine today. They also sent his paw prints in ink on a card. So there I was clutching these pathetic items, sitting on the couch, crying and crying and crying while outside it was raining and raining and raining. Not knowing why, I looked up through the window and all of a sudden right then the sun came out EXTRA strong like a bolt and illuminated everything like a white laser beam. It made all the rain on the bushes look like twinkling stars.
Ok Ginger, that's just what I am going to do, be aware of the rain but concentrate on the sunshine.
So long buddy.

I picked up his ashes today. He was such a big cat and now he fits in this tiny tin. cried and cried. I know I told myself I would concentrate on all the happy times but I am miserable.

Oh Gingerspal, I can just imagine how you are feeling about the whole emergency clinic ordeal! You know, we were all so hoping they would be able to save Ginger. What a nightmare.

What you said about him being such a big cat and the ashes being so small as to fit in a tiny tin just breaks my heart. Keep searching through your tears for the sunshine, and it will come again. I know the sun will shine again for us all one day, but never quite so bright as it once was, I think.
Marcia

I meant to respond to your post when I first read it (thought I had, but just looked and there was nothing from me).

My heart goes out to you in your grieving. All those emotions are very understandable, and healthy.

I was just thinking: Rain and sun together = a rainbow! Ginger is smiling at you.

Keep in touch!

Love,

Kathy

He isn't really in that little bin. His spirit is stretched across the sky - everywhere that you go and in everything that you see.

Hi DJ:

Nice to see you here again....I was getting very concerned.....

What you wrote is soooo true (my "great wisdom friend"..... )

Our furbabies ARE IN EVERY SINGLE BEAUTIFUL THING THAT WE SEE...... OR HEAR..... OR TOUCH..... OR SMELL.... OR FEEL......

For sure, our babies live on within our hearts & souls.....

God Bless you All!!!

Everyone is always in my thoughts -- always!!!

Love, Denise

Hi gingerspal,

I really wish there was something I could say that would make you feel better but I know there isn't. I just want you to know that we do all care - deeply. Hopefully, we all take a tiny baby step forward every day.

I would be doing the exact same thing if our vet sent us some of Phoenix's fur after her death - that would undo me completely.

My heart breaks for you - it truly does. I am so sorry for your loss. Has Ginger come to you in your dreams yet? I know she will. I'm waiting for Phoenix to visit me. We've had to put 2 other dogs to sleep before Phoenix and both of them did. I know Phoenix will visit me and I KNOW that Ginger will visit you.

Hang on! It WILL get better (that's what I keep telling myself too!)


Jan