I cannot believe it has been two years. I have cried all day. I just want her back so much. I want to lay my head against her. I want to smell her fur. Inside I am begging, please, please, please let me have my baby back. I still need her.

Good evening magdalene,
Its tough, really tough when we lose a beloved pet as we here all know. Everyone here has gone through a grieving period, some shorter and some longer. Nothing you can do, wish, pray or hope for can bring your pet back into this world again. After two years, its time to let your pet go to where ever they go to after their passing. Sometimes this is easier said than done but in the final anelysis, there's no other option. Cherish and don't let go of the memories as our pets will always be with us because they have ingrained themselves into our psyche for perpetuity. Nothing can change that!
Because of this, sometimes a pet is a lot more than just a pet but their passing should not be a life altering event for any of us. If you haven't done so already, perhaps you can get another furry companion.

Take care magdalene,
-Ken

I would give anything in the world to have my Goliath back in my arms again. Not a day goes by that I don't think of him many many times. But, even though I know he can't come back...........I do know that his love is alive within me. Extending that love out to another furbaby was a way for me to continue sharing and letting his and my love live on.

Coming here and sharing in the pain others have experienced through their own losses of a furry baby have brought me back to a place of peace and happiness. In this forum we help each other through words of inspiration and a hope of finding happiness and fulfillment again in our lives.

Take care and God bless,
Beth

I wasn't sure if you saw these replies since you posted your topic. I thought I would reply here so you can see you did get answers when you started this topic. I always think it is so important when one asks for help to know others care and do reply trying to help.

I am so sorry about your loss and I can understand how there is still pain and grieving. That will always be a part of our lives because we opened our hearts to these sweethearts and the sadness is the end result of hopefully having many memories of times that they were happy and healthy and just a gift to us to treasure every day they are with us.

No matter how much time has passed....there will be times it will be as fresh as it was when it happened. They are just so much a part of us and as long as we exist, they will be a part of us...and there will always be a happiness part and a sadness part. And also to connect it to your grandmother's passing adds more sadness.

We are allowed to grieve again. There is no time limit. Sometimes we just need to fall backwards into that pit of sadness...sometimes we just need to cry and grieve all over again. But then we pick ourselves up again and remember the good memories of these sweethearts and eventually we can smile again when we think good thoughts of them.

For me...to avoid this sadness coming back time and time again....I make sure my home is not empty of a furbaby. There are too many who have love to give and need a home and instead are put down because they are not wanted by anyone or other things happen I don't want to list. When I get another, they never replace what I lost because that is impossible to do...but they help my healing just by being there, demanding attention, and giving that unconditional love that means so much.

Grief is exhausting and at some point in time we realize no matter how much we cry, how loud we scream, over and over again...there is truly nothing that will bring our babies back. They were taken from us by a power we can't fight and we will never understand why and while they are still with us in our hearts and memories...unless they are reborn in another baby, the physical part of them can never be with us again. Only their bodies can be taken away...never their soul, their spirit, and their love...that belongs to us forever.

I guess that is why I find comfort in adopting one with a physical resemblance...I find it comforting at times to glance across the room and see my new one lying there looking out a window and for just a moment....feel a physical connection to my lost one.

I wish you peace and healing and a big tight hug....we always can use a hug