We lost our Sable over five months ago. Despite advertising, animal communicators, and countless trips 80 miles away to search we need to
grieve for Sable. As I said in an earlier post, two animal communicators have
given me the sad news that Sable has passed. We tried and worked so hard
to find him and Sable us but in the end he was "hit by a car". Although we
have no proof, they have been so correct in their guidance to helping to find him.
Sable was a special friend and loyal companion. We have two other purebred
Norwegian Elkhounds that miss him terribly. I hate to give up but I think it
is time and you all know what it is like to feel this emptyness.

Shirley,

I know you cant' totally have the closure you need without knowing what happened, and having Sables body to lay to rest but maybe you could still set up a memorial for Sable in your yard. They have some nice memorial stones or garden stones online that you can have engraved with their name and date. Maybe you have a favorite toy or blanket that belonged to Sable that you could bury and place a stone with her name to mark it?

I had a cat that was lost (long story) and I will never know what happened to her, if she is still alive somewhere, or if she has died years ago so I know how hard it is to not be sure.

My thoughts are with you during this terrible time.

Dear Shirley,

I'd JUST posted a reply to your first post, and then this one came up. Now that you've mentioned more particulars, I have a possible suggestion. If you know where Sable was last sighted (or where the communicators thought he was located, if that was possible), and they read that he'd been hit by a car, you might try calling the area's highway or city roads dept. to see if they might know if they'd picked up a dog who matches Sable's description...just a thought.

But as I said in the other post, grief is grief, no matter what the cir%%stance, and although I hesitate yet to say your Sable's gone for certain, you've still been suffering a loss. And for that alone, my heart goes out to you. Perhaps someone else who's lost their furbaby will have something of more value to offer you for this specific type of loss. But your feelings are probably, for the most part, just like the rest of ours, and in that we can truly empathize. Whatever the case, I'm very sorry you've had to join us here.

Thanks for the support. I truly believe the news I received only because
we have had no sightings for over two weeks. It would be very difficult to
find him only because he left an area that he was in for some reason and
headed north about twenty miles and from there we don't know where he went.
The communicator we used was Annette Betcher from Washington State and
she seems pretty reliable. The other lady that called me I had never used before and she was just trying to help but got the same things as Annette and I never discussed it with Annette at all prior to her email to me.
Sable was just so lost. He was a good hunter and survivor to have travelled the
miles he did while he was gone. We met so many wonderful folks who tried to
help us during our search and that was a positive for me. I didn't realize the
power of animals to enrich people so much to do what these complete strangers did for myself and my family.
I am still crying and will try and deal with the emotions of his being gone but
I guess a part of me will always be looking for him.

Shirley, after reading your story, I was reminded of the very painful time when my husband and I lost our dog, Caesar, for 10 very long days, back in 1996. He wandered too far and couldn't find his way home. For 10 long days and nights, we barely ate or slept, and from noon until 10:00, we would walk and walk, posting flyers with his picture, handing his picture out door-to-door, and promise of a reward, until event upon event (long story), we finally got the right phone call. Someone had sighted a keeshond that ended up being him, after so many heartbreaking false alarms. I saw a keeshond in a field about a block or so away from me in distance, a triangular patch of fur sitting there watching me, and when I called him and put my arms out, he ran to me, the most beautiful sight I ever saw. I fell to my knees in exhaustion and relief with him in my arms, kissing me and me kissing him all over. But during those 10 days, the pain was beyond words. The not knowing part.

Now, I know where he is. And it still hurts so very bad. We said goodbye to our beloved Caesar two weeks before Christmas, after having him for 16 years. The not-knowing part was painful, and I always thought that "knowing" couldn't be nearly as bad. I was wrong. When they are gone, physically from us, it hurts no matter what the cir%%stance...

If you think the time is right, search for a way for closure. A memorial with something of his to bury on your property, so something he loved, some part of his life, something he knew and touched, will always be with you to give you that link. My thoughts and prayers are with you. *hugs* Please take care....

Blessings, Amarna