I found this site the day before I had to assist my Flossie with her trip to the Rainbow Bridge. That was Wednesday the 29th. I found comfort in knowing I had a place to return to when it was all over on the 30th.

Flossie was over 17-1/2 years old ..... I had hoped for her to make it to 18 but I really knew in July that would not happen. She has a seizure & I was beside myself! My first experience & I knew she was dying & began to blame myself that she was dying that way. When it was over & after about an hour of her trying to "get her bearings" I finally realized what had just happened. Called her vet the next day and since he knows her history I asked if this was a sign? He said it COULD be but to just wait to see what or when or even IF it happened again. Mind you we are in North Dakota at the time and her vet is in North Carolina. She has had 4 all together that I know of & I believe she had one before the first one I saw. So I was ALWAYS with her from then on.

We are still in ND & as much as I wanted to take her home to NC it was not meant to be. At least not in the same form she came her. We will wait for her ashes before making the trip back home.

Flossie bacame one of our family when we went to "just look" at a poodle listed for sale. We had just lost our black poodle named Ziggy about 4 months before when he was 8 and had waited a year to get him after losing another black poodle named Pizzazz. She was a real live wire & we all fell in love with her at once. Such a live wire that I called back to see if her brother was still available as she needed lots of play time. He was sold already & the cat really caught it. He was young enough that they played many, many hours. Both of them were high energy so it all worked out.

So strikes my poor little Flossie had against her over the past 14 years & she was such a fighter. Her vets have all been amazed at her recoveries & longivity given her ailments.

At 3-1/2 I came home to find her dragging herself by her front legs with her hind legs sticking out between them. Looking so helpless. What happened we'll never know. She had an acute severe disc herniation at T11/12. The vet school in Raleigh gave her a 45% chance of ever walking so it was my decision to do the surgery. Given her personality I just knew she was a survivor. 6 weeks of carrying her outside, learning to assist her being able to urinate & I did what I called her therapy by laying her on her back & moving her legs ever so slightly once she showed she was able. The day she decided to chase the neighbor up on his porch dragging her crippled legs behind herself was really something.

We had some tough times with the legs & back but lots of good times also. She had no idea she was crippled. Then the cat had gone blind as he had feline lukemia. They still played for quite some time. We say "look at blind-e-locks & crip!"

At 11 she began keeping me awake from time to time with that "help me" look in her eyes. I figured the back was causing discomfort. Finally she was not eating & running a fever. After some medication & thinking possibly doggy flu.... we had tests & ultrasound & found a stone logged in the ureter. Operation on a Monday for that, visits every night left me bawling all the way home because she wouldn't eat for anyone & was terrified at the hospital. Friday she may come home so I called.... Dr. has just taken ultra sound so will call me back. When I got that call it was not good. More stones in the same place. 2 options as far as surgery so I opted for kidney removal. WOW... 2 major surgeries in less than a week. This time we called her "chicken legs" as all her legs were shaved to put the IV's in for all this stuff.

We have taken her on the 6,000 mile round trip vacation every summer since 2003. Our vet was surprised we didn't leave her with our daughter. Though she loves her, Flossie would not have done well at all. In 2004 she returned home not eating or drinking so we had allowed her to come off the strict perscription diet just to get something down her..... Thank God for McDonalds sausage biscuts & hamburgers & ice water!!!!!!!!

About 2 weeks later the groomer called me to tell me I needed to come get her at once & take her to the vet. She showed signs of possible internal bleeding. This time her platelet count was lower than the vet had ever seen. Blood transfusions maybe????? OK, I said to my husband ONE & then I'll have to let go.......... I can't put her through much more......... We tried steriod pills.......... that worked & the old girl became a porker............. & begged for food all the time. Her normal weight is around 8-9lb & she went to 11. Slowly came off the medication & leveled out.

These are the main & most serious obsticles that my beloved Flossie had to endure. In March this year I considered not making this trip as she was having what I call bad days. Her hearing & eyesight not good any longer, sleeping lots, unable to take the long walks she always enjoyed. Wandering, sitting in one place starring at the floor etc. Well, we made that trip (and believe me the preparation I made for this dog is laughable), she had mostly a wonderful summer out on a farmstead that "fell into our laps". She could walk around without a leash or I carried her, smell the fresh air and sleep away on her blanket in a large cage out in the yard.

In June, while in Montana, a little dog came into the yard being curious about who we were. We observed her over 2-3 days. She appeared to be a stray with a big dog always by her side. We'd see her heading out with what appeared to be trash. One day she decided she was willing to come in for a visit. Long story short.... we left there with her in our car 20 days after our first visit from her. I didn't want another dog..... so hubby has a dog..............

As it turns out she is just what the Dr. ordered. And we have now aquired another cat. We have traveled with all 3 & had a good time.

Now as we are ready to head home for the winter, Flossie is unable to walk most days. Her legs draw up & she bounces across the floor like a bucking horse. Can't get her groomed anymore as she is cranky. Sparing all the exact details, I've been having to clean her up as she falls down when doing her big job & it all gets entangled in the hair as she can't be groomed. Fights me doing that & has started biteing me as she is so uncomfortable. I get up 2-3 times every night to "walk" her.

The longest week of my life is over now as I made the appointment to relieve her misery a week ahead of time. Difficult as it was, is and will be, I'm OK with it as I know I did the right thing for her.

She has left a hole as big as the Grand Canyon in my heart for now but I try to remember how full it was for so long because of her. The kitty; Mr. Jingles, laid by me last night each time I woke up & tucked his little head up in my neck & kissed me over & over. Today, the little stray; WeeBee, asks me to pick her up each time I go outside (I always carried Flossie) and has now come to the door & wanted in (not a normal thing for her to do). These 2, not wanted by me in the begining babies, will see me through the rough days ahead.

We will also be short a special kitty when we get home as our daughters 13 year old Lady Bug had to be sent to Rainbow Bridge on Monday. Two in one week seems unfair but she had cancer & was suffering the last few days. She slept with me most nights also. We talk & bawl & check to see how each other are doing. Some friends of hers made fun of her that she wouldn't "go out" the night before she lost her.... we know it is their loss to have never had a pet that meant this much to them.

It has been comforting to read the stories here & know I'm not the only one who gets so attached to their babies.

Sorry for the rambling but it does help to write it down. I'm going for a walk to the pasture, like I did the last day with Flossie so she could smell the fresh air & look over the place she had been for several of her last months. How I wish she'd been here to run when she was a puppy.... she loved to run..... I hope she is running again now.

Flossie, please tell Pedro, Frisky, Puff, Percy, Pizzazz, Marvin, Ziggy, Doofus, Baby & Lady Bug hello from Mom, Dad & Michelle

You've painted a lovely picture in my mind through your words of endearance. Flossie truly was one courageous and strong little poodle. How wonderful that she lived for so many years and shared a life full of love with you. The times you spent together must have brought you so much happiness.

As she begins her new life in another world with those who have gone before her, you can be sure that one day you will also make the grand transition. Flossie's spirit is so alive and well. No doubt she as well as all of your furangels will greet you at Heaven's Gate where you can all rejoice in reunion for eternitiy.

May Flossie's sweet memories carry you all your days and bring you smiles and sunshine.

Hugs of love and comfort from my heart to yours,
Beth

Thanks so much Beth for your words of comfort.

Today I decided to go for a walk alone & when I got outside I realized the time was exactly 24 hours from the time Flossie went to the Rainbow Bridge. This was a very long lonely day for me. Even though I'm OK with my decision I'm not OK..... does that make sense?

She slept with me every night except for the few that she was sleeping so sound I couldn't bear to move her for over 17-1/2 years. My daughter called today to see how I made it through the night just like I called her last Tuesday morning to ask the same question. Sad,sad week for our family.

Since Flossie took so much care the past few months I have to get myself organized & overcome what I am calling ADD since I can't concentrate long enough to do things that I need to.

Tommorow is another day. Hopefully I will rest better tonight. When she was younger, she would go to the stairs & look up them & come let me know she thought it was time to go to bed. She did eventually get to walk good enough after the back surgery to be able to get up & down the stairs. When it became difficult for her again I'd put my hand under her little tummy holding her hind legs up & she'd walk up the stairs on her front legs. At the top when I took my hand away, she'd reach back & lick my hand as if to say thanks!

Thanks again Beth. I've read about your baby also & know you miss him very much.

Flossies Mom

Dearest Flossie's Mom, I read your first post this morning several times and a few more times during the day. What a special, unique and such a trooper of your beloved Flossie. And you? You're most certainly one of the world's most loving, caring, compassionate, patient, treasure of a fur child Mommy. God Bless! My deepest condolences to you. How gosh awful you're feeling now and so lonely. I've read your response to Beth, too. And, I'm so sorry not to have responded right away but words failed me. Words practically always fail me. Everyone here who knows me is aware that I rely on images, songs, poems and the like which I choose to express what I so desperately want to say. Well, I thought about it all day and wish very much to give you four different videos along with images and/or photos and one poem, all which have great meaning and I pray you see that meaning and are comforted, Dear One.

Since LS permits a limit of images and videos per each post, I hope you won't mind me making all five in a row. I chose the order in which to post all five that have significance and go from thought to thought telling you all I wish so badly I could say in words. For example, the butterfly since it begins again from a cocoon is so meaningful as well as hearts, rainbows, Angels and more. Anyway, it is my opinion that this first one is the most awesome, beautiful, magnificent song of both prayer and blessings that I've ever heard in my life and I'm a pretty old lady, too. I want very much to give all these many Blessings to you and your cherished fur child Flossie. Hugs!!! Please turn up your volume.






Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby. Back to the years of Loo-Li,Lai-Ley. And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow. Bless you with love for the road that you go.

May you sail fair to the far fields of fortune with diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet and may you need never to banish misfortune. May you find kindness in all that you meet.

May there always be Angels to watch over you. To guard you each step of the way. To guard you and keep you safe from all harm. Loo-Li,Loo-Li,Lai-Ley.

May you bring love and may you bring happiness. Be loved in return to the end your days. Now fall off to sleep. I'm not meaning to keep you. I'll just sit for a while and sing Loo-Li,Lai-Ley.

May there always be Angels to watch over you. To guard you each step of the way. To guard you and keep you safe from all harm. Loo-Li,Loo-Li,Lai-Ley. Loo-Li,Loo-Li,Lai-Ley.



Big Comforting Hugs, Love, Peace and many Angels to You and Flossie!!!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

Dearest Flossie's Mom, this next one is a poem in which I find great comfort and hope you do as well.
I see that you did mention The Rainbow Bridge. It's there. Truly it is. I believe. This poem has you and your fur child girl Flossie written all over it. I pray you are comforted.








More Comforting Hugs, Love and Angels to You and Flossie!!!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

No matter how or when these precious ones leave us, they ascend to Heaven above, knowing how much they were loved. We are left with the memories of the years spent as they blessed and enriched our lives so much. Having been privileged to share Flossies's entire life with her was such a blessing for both of you. A golden thread made of love will always keep you and she bound together. Though Flossie's body has perished, her courageous loving spirit will stay by your side now just as she always did.

Thank you for reading about my precious Goliath. It is to him I owe so much because he was the one who taught me the very most about loving and living. My heart is completely at peace as I cherish the past and dream of the future. But, more importantly I have learned to live for today. Goliath was a magnificent teacher and I was an attentive student. I carry Goliath's love wherever I go and see the beauty in the rest of this world. EVERYTHING means so much more to me today and as each new day begins I know there is yet another opportunity for me to try and make a difference in this world. Oh what a blessing these babies are!

I felt a tear slip down my cheek as I read about how you and Flossie shared your slumber with each other. Goliath slept curled up in my arms each and every night of his life. Just before settling in, he would make his "happy noises", letting me know we were snuggled in safe and sound. It is still at night when I miss him the very most.

You were such a good Mom to Flossie, taking care of her right into her senior years with complete love and devotion.

I wish you a sound and restful sleep tonight. May your dreams be filled with only the fondest memories you have of your sweet little Flossie.

Hugs of comfort and peace,
Beth

Flossie's Mom, one huge thing that brings me tons of comfort is knowing that my baby is still here with me and only a breath away. A breath away is not very far at all to where your most precious fur child girl Flossie is, Dear One. Here, this song says what I want so much to tell you. Blessings!





















More Hugs, Love, Peace and Angels to You and Flossie!!! One can always use more!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

Hi, Sweet Beth! We must have both been posting at the same time because I only just saw your second post. You're so very dear, loving, thoughtful, compassionate, caring, giving, more ...

Beth, I thank you again and again for all your comfort and support to me! Hugs!!!

Flossie, here's another one that shows how Flossie is only a breath away and right there with you at this very moment. It took me a quite a while a month or so to select this version as it is the most expressive and very best to put across the message. Shhh. Can you feel Flossie right there with you?
You carry her heart in your heart. Truly you do. More Blessings!!!







And More Comforting Hugs, Love, Peace and Angels to You and Flossie!!!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

Dearest Flossie's Mom, this is the 5th one and I'll stop here even though there's so much more I want to say to you. And, I shall. You bet. Flossie's Mom, I can hear both you and your fur kid girl Flossie singing this to each other. I sure can! After reading your first post, this song is the one that immediately came to me straight away. I hear you both telling each other ...

"I Hear your Voice on the Wind! And I Hear you call out my name! I am the Voice of the past that will Always be! I am the Voice of your hunger and pain. Answer my call, and I'll set you Free! I am the Force that in Springtime will Grow! I am The Voice of the Future and I shall Remain!"

That's what I hear you both saying to each other. And so much more ... And so much more ...









And Even More Comforting Hugs, Love, Peace and Angels to You and Flossie!!!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

Dottie,

Thank you sooooooooooo much for those words & video's. My heart will go on really meant something special. What a voice she has and what a beautiful song.

I just couldn't click on the video's yesterday. I knew this was going to be a very difficult time for me and I am trying to tell myself over & over not to cry as we had a wonderful 17-1/2 years together. I know it is normal to grieve and I know it was out of love for her that I made the decision as to when her time had come. But that old heart/mind thing has some conflict sometimes.

The first night Flossies face appeared when I was sort of in that half awake state and as the Rainbow Bridge tells us..... she was young again! Beautiful. All groomed & with her pink bows. Bright eyes & almost smiling. Last night I heard her little smacking sound she made in her sleep sometimes with her mouth if it was a little dry.

Our new little stray doggie that adopted us is trying ever so hard to make me smile. She has been climbing on my lap or running up wagging her tail whenever I go outside. Runs in the house with such a happy tail wag & "I'm here" look that I can't help but smile. She wants to play or be picked up. What a sweetheart of a dog we have aquired. She is really my husbands dog and very attached to him but is truly making an effort to comfort me I believe.

About 4 years ago I lost a special cat and waited too long to do the right thing as she was doing so well with the things we'd been doing to make her comfortable. I had promised her I wouldn't let her suffer and I ended up losing her in my arms on the way to the vet. Her screams haunted me for a very, very long time. She died 1 block from the vet & I felt so guilty. She actually waited for me to get home from work. She was fine when I left that morning. When I got home she was under my bed struggling for breath. She even tried to drag herself out after a few minutes. She was a beautiful but very timid cat that started out tramatized by 3 of her sibblings being killed & her hiding under a pile of lumber & tin. No one but me could ever pet or touch her for almost her entire 12 years. My daughter could eventually but Baby had to be up on her window seat & Michelle could not make any effort to pick her up.

I truly believe the grief for her was different than this will be. No beating myself up over what I should have done. This is not the first pet I've lost. Many have gone before Flossie.... it is just that she was that "special" one. Right from the begining & right to the end. Now I think I have my next "buddy". A male siamese looking kitty called Mr. Jingles. I need to post him & the dog in the new pet section.

Thanks again Dottie.... I see you have been a soothing supporter to many here. It means a lot.

Ginger AKA Flossies Mom

Hi, Ginger, please permit me to offer you my sincerest sympathies in the loss of your precious Flossie. Losing a beloved companion is never easy regardless of the cir%%stances or how long we have been blessed with the privilege of their company. All the memories we ac%%ulate over the hours, days, weeks, momths, and years of our lives with them become their living legacy as we honor them as we continue without their physical presence in our lives. Our memories is what keeps us connected with them through time and space until it is our appropriate time to resume our rightful place with them in eternal joy. But these memories are also painful at first in the beginning of our healing journey for they are constant reminders that they are no longer physically with us, and our grief is deepend by both the physical and emotional loss. It is important to find a way to bridge this gap like holding onto something that belonged only to them. When my number one kitty son Eli died almost 2 years ago I slept with his collar under my pillow and would hold one of his blankets close to my heart when the grief seemed too unbearable to get through. It is also important not to suppress the grief - - to try to rationalize what we are feeling when we are feeling it - - for this can cause both physical and emotional problems. This grief journey is filled with so many different emotions each with their own highs and lows and twists and turns. Just when we think we have come through the worst something can come along that will send us to our knees in deep grief as though our loss has just happened. Please know you are not alone in your healing journey, Ginger. We are here for you for as long and as often as you need us. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

Dearest Ginger, I read every bit of what you've shared and do believe I can respond using my own words. Indeed, I truly feel you and have in my mind all I want to tell you ... Using my own words. Blessings, Dear One! Firstly, again I hope to gosh you know what a genuine Treasure you are to all fur kids past and present. Oh My Gosh, you most certainly are! My response to you will be very long and I want to take time to compose all I wish to say to you using my own words this time, responding to each and everything you've shared with me and all here at LS. I don't honestly feel that I'll be saying anything that you don't already know, Dear One. Still, it means so much to care, share, talk ... And so much more ... And so much more ...

However, and I may be way out in left field so please forgive me it that's so but as an interim post here, I do get the feeling that a teeny tiny tad of a little bit of "comic relief" so to speak would help you much at this time while I type in advance to reply back to you all I wish to share about what you just posted. So very, very much I believe I can offer and ... Well ... Here's that little bit of "comic relief" just until I type out all I want so desperately to tell you about all you've shared above, Ginger. Hugs!!! Here goes ...

After reading about your special kitty of four years ago that you lost so tragically, how she was so timid, shy and even hid probably more than you'll ever realize ... Well, she had good reason and sure did pull the wool over everybody's eyes. Such a mischievous moggie. Here, let me show you just one time that you didn't see because I was there just in the nick of time to save the day ...

Ginger, one time that sweet, dear kitty got the goldfish out of its bowl again and acted all innocent about it. Quickly, I got the fishy out of her mouth and put it back in the water. Whewww! Lookie for yourself if you don't believe me ...







Oh, here's the fishy I pulled out of her mouth and put back in its fish bowl ...

Well, she did fool everyone didn't she? Goodness Gracious Me!

Dearest Ginger, I pray the above story brought at least a small smile and some desperately needed comfort to you even if just for a moment and I will be composing the honest and for true reply I wish to tell you about all you've shared in your response to me about that kitten, about Flossie, about how very important it is that you allow yourself to grieve and to take your time (explaining the many reasons that's so), pointing you to information that is so very helpful when grieving in such sorrow, devastation, the many phases, validating all you're feeling and several things you yourself can do which hopefully will lead you on your path to healing. And, about the new doggie and all the rest. Okay? Okay!

Many Comforting Hugs, Love, Peace and Angels to You, Flossie, That Kitty, Doggie and All!!!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

Thanks again Dottie..........

I am a happy go lucky (mostly) personality and humor is my best healer. I see humor in MOST things & my favorite TV shows & movies are the humerous ones. It does heal I believe to laugh and it makes you feel better immediately.

This is not necessarily a happy time for me but I am trying to smile & enjoy the newly aquired pets in our lives and do not feel that by doing so I am lessening the value of what Flossie & I shared for all those years.

Do I hurt? YES I do. Will it pass slowly? YES it will. Flossie wouldn't want it any other way. She knows I loved her because of the things I did for her for over 14 years when she was dealt a bad hand time after time. She had the courage to go on and tried even to the end to be a brave little girl. She would expect nothing less of me. I hope I can measure up to her strength.

Ginger

Thanks Moon Beam,

Those are very comforting words and for someone else to post them even though you know in your heart all of this is true.... seeing the words, especially from perfect strangers, really helps a lot.

I am so glad I found this site the day before I had to let Flossie go so that I had a place to go for comfort. SHE was my comfort through the years so I need a replacement I guess. I could tell her anything and in her younger days her energy level was infectous. She would want to play, run, walk or whatever just to get my spirits up. Really until the last year or so she still had a fair amount of spunk. In fact two days before she went to Rainbow Bridge she was running in the yard & playing like the old days (in her mind at least) SHE thought she was running like when she was a pup & tried to run back & forth between my husband & me.

Probably only 1-2 days at most per week over the month of October was she even able to walk without assistance. I think those few good days were always a glimmer of hope that she'd pass this hurdle also. She always had before.... surely she could again........ she tried I think but it was up to me to make the final call that she wasn't able to make for herself. She had suffered so many times over the years that I just couldn't let her deteriorate & suffer. Who knows if it was the many stones she had in her other kidney causing trouble or the back injury itself. She fought a good fight and won many, many times. She didn't know how to quit ever in her life. Right from the 6 week old tiny, tiny thing showing our big Rambo of a cat who the new boss in town was to the last days of trying to play out in the yard she was a fighter.

Thanks again for your comforting words.

Ginger

Day 3 precious Flossie.......... I didn't see or hear you last night.

No doubt you are busy making friends with all our other fur babies that went before you. Be sure to tell them hello from us and remind them WHO YOU ARE!!!!! The goddess............. as Michelle calls you. Be sure to tell Lady hello & keep her company. She only knows you so needs some company. How wonderful you two can be together even though we never wanted to lose either of you. And so close together Oct. 27 & Oct. 30th. Please don't chase her.... she needs a friend now that she had to leave Fat Boy & Savannah behind. I know how you are Flossie..... but now that you are young & can run again doesn't mean you can chase her. Doofus is OK, cause he loved to have you chase him but not Lady.

WeeBee & Jingles are doing their best to make me smile & neither of them lay in your spot on my bed. They seem to be saving that for you to return. I did put the pink blanket there last night so you can come visit & rest a while.

You know I love you and always, always did what was best for you, even to the very end. Thank heaven you were peaceful & free of pain. Sleeping so restful in my arms till the end was near.

Poor WeeBee must have sensed I am crying as she just came to the door & cried to get in. Not normal for her to do when her Daddy is outside. Laying by my side as I finish this. She missed you when we came out of the Vets office with the empty pink blanket. Smelled it & looked up as if to ask where you were.

I am somewhat better today and we are preparing for the trip home. We will wait here till your ashes return and then we'll take you along. You will return next spring along with WeeBee & Jingles and Mom & Dad.

Have fun and run like you did before that horrible day in July when you were just a puppy yet. Or maybe don't, as that may be what hurt you......... maybe TROT Flossie..... that's good enough........... Oh, I forgot, you could never do anything half way............ OK.... do what you want!!!!!

Love, Mom

Day 4 without you to brighten my day Flossie, Floss, Flossimer, Pestamatic............... Oh how I wish you were able to be our pestamatic once again.

I didn't get a visit again last night and your pink blanket is still on the bed for you to drift by & rest a bit. WeeBee & Jingles don't ever sleep on it at night. They know that is where you always were so maybe your spirit is there & I just haven't had a sign from you since the second day.

I miss you so much my precious, strong little girl. I hope you know how much and how I hated to let you go. I do have lots of good memories but still wish you were here.

Take care of Ladybug. Fat Boy is really missing her now and I'm sure she feels lonely without him too. Remember what a sweet kitty she is & don't chase her! Michelle sends her love to both of you.............. Kiss Ladybug for her.

We all love you.......... Mom

Your story of Flossie is so beautiful and heartfelt. Having her over 17 1/2 years is such a blessing and shows what a wonderful Mom you have been. She certainly kept up her end many times..by being such a fighter. You were able to help her and that bought more years together.

We all know that when it comes time for the final battle...the one we cannot win...it will be devastating. But as one Mom has said here and I cherish the words:
The pain of losing her will never ever be greater than the joy of knowing her.

I had my Little Guy over 16 1/2 years...the longest I ever had a pet survive. My dogs were always around 10 or 12 when their time came. It is always much too short.

I am glad you have others around you to help get through the days and nights. No one will ever replace Flossie....she has a very very special place in your heart where she will remain forever.
But..I find it helps to be able to laugh at, and hold another...these sweethearts can be a wonderful distraction. The new ones are simply like our special ones..just have a bunch of "brothers and sisters".....there is enough love for everyone.

I think it is wonderful Flossie gave you a sign. I have never experienced such a wonderful thing from any of the ones I have lost. But I still feel their presence surrounding me in my home..it is like they are there...just out of sight.

What a beautiful girl Flossie is......her pictures show she is a sweetheart. (I always speak in the present tense because I believe they truly can't ever leave us..their spirit is within us forever.)

Take care and know you certainly did everything you could for her ..her whole life..and the extra years you were able to be together are simply.............priceless.

Hugs and peace
Judy

Tomorrow will be another one of those "gottcha" days..... I am able to pick up my beautiful angels' ashes. I know she is gone but this will be so final......

I didn't cry last night at bedtime for the first time since she's been gone. The kitty was especially loving last night at bedtime and first thing this morning so maybe that helped.

I told my husband tonight that I hadn't really wanted another dog but since we had one I was really glad we have WeeBee. He asked why & of course I started to cry..... it's because I knew one day Flossie would have to leave & I didn't want to go through getting attached again like I was to her.

He can't imagine us never having a dog. She is a mutt.... came to us; sized us up and adopted us in May. She has such a personality and always so happy. As close to a perfect dog for us as I could ever imagine. Fits herself into whatever we are doing.

Flossie took much of my time and attention with the many medical problems over the years. I don't regret one single minute of the things I had to do for her but it was exhausting both physically and emotionally. She was so strong, brave & a real fighter. A dog with 9 lives!!! She deserved nothing less than what I was able to do for her.

I've been waiting for her ashes to leave here for our trip home. First time without her for this trip. Hopefully the new cat & dog will make the trip less sad than it would have been. That would have been a long, lonely 2,500+ miles. It still will be for me somewhat as she was my constant companion for 17-1/2 years.

Tomorrow another hurdle. Flossie & I have had many of those together so I know we'll get over this one together also.

Dearest Flossie's Mom, most people here who know me are also aware that I usually express myself so much better when using images, pictures, songs, poems and the like. Especially when I feel so touched and just can't find my own words. Earlier today ... Well, I guess it was yesterday at this point in time, I read your post above about picking up your beautiful angel fur kid Flossie's ashes and all the rest you said. This is what came to my mind to express what my heart wants to tell you and I pray it brings you comfort. Bless you!!!







Big Comforting Hugs and many Loving Angels to You and Flossie!!!

Always,
Dottie xoxoxox

Hi, Ginger, just want to let you know that I'm thinking about you and hoping that getting Flossie's ashes back will be of some comfort to you. I have always felt that my kids were coming home again to stay -- albeit in a different form. Flossie is going home with you - - her sweet living Spirit is with you wherever you go, whatever you do. May your trip back home be a peaceful one, and a safe one. And please know we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam

Dottie.........

How beautiful those pictures are and the poem is perfect.............. Yes, we will be on the road again and together.

We have a bit milder day tomorrow so I am busy packing up for that trip and hope to get out of here tomorrow afternoon.

The snow is so deep in our yard that we have to leave our van at the end of the driveway (1/4 mi). Have to load up on the tractor & drive our stuff down there. Then drain everything out & shut down for the winter. Don't want to come back to a flooded trailer next spring!

And we will bring Flossie back with us too............

Thanks so much for your words of comfort Dottie as well as the picture frames & poem.

Moon Beam....

Yes, I agree about it being comforting to have Flossie with me again. I do feel she knows we are headed back to the home she's known for so long. Although she did enjoy our time spent out on the farm where she could soak up the sun and fresh air without being on a leash.

My sister-in-law lived here many years and Flossie loved seeing her every summer. She would march into the house & right to where Darlene would put her water dish whenever we visited. She really missed Darlene the past 2 summers as she had passed away.... the water dish was not on the rug waiting for her! Although we didn't visit Darlene on the farm since she had moved to town, it seemed Flossie could feel something special on this farm all summer.

Thanks for your thoughts and wishes for a safe trip home. We hope to leave tomorrow. Flossies ashes was the only thing we were waiting for to begin our trip.

Today is 2 weeks Flossie since your physical being left us. But we have a part of you with us in our hearts as well is in the urn we picked up on Tuesday. We waited for you so you could return with us to NC. Oh how we wish you could be along as so many times before we traveled this road together. We know you are but not the way we would have prefered. Our comfort now comes knowing you can walk again, run again, see & hear like when you were young.

Sending our love today and everyday along with a picture of you on your 17th Birthday.

Mom, Dad, WeeBee, Mr. Jingles
Michelle, Savannah & Fat Boy too................

Miss Flossie.............

Missing you lots today. Wish you were here.

5 weeks today Flossie and missing you as much as the first day.

The neighborhood kids have asked about you when they see I do not walk you up the block and back several times a day. I tried to tell them that we did a make over and straightened your hair & dyed it red........ (I had WeeBee with me)

I hope they have McDonalds water where you are now. Oh, how you loved the sausage biscuits & McDonalds water on our trips

Love you Miss Flossie............

Another Thursday with out you my wonderful Miss Floss!

I miss you tons. I hope you have found Darlene. I know she will take care of you till I get there.

We are OK here even though we miss you and talk about you often. It is not the same without you but WeeBee & Jingles try to keep us entertained.

I found a video of you yesterday but have not played it yet. Have been searching the original of one of my favorite pictures of you as well as any others to get organized for your book and CD. Imagine me getting organized huh? Not an easy task but I'm trying.

I love you.... be a good girl.

Mom

Ginger

I can see Flossie was a wonderful traveling companion. Maybe she has met my dear old Mack...he adored a road-trip...and he is accustomed to having a sweet, pretty, girl to accompany him.

Thinking of you and Flossie today,
Dayna

Dayna,

She was quite the traveler the last few years. We had a close call when someone pulled out in front of me when she was very young & for years she was a basket case in the car after that incident. If she was in the pickup, she kept her eyes & ears on the gear shift and if there was any noise change in the engine at all she was very nervous. I really hated that as she had loved to ride in the car before that.

Our first long trip took her 3 days t settle down. She litterly did not rest until we stopped. But after that 3 days she was a great traveler for the next 8 years. Unless we were going to the groomer & somehow she knew.

I hope she has met Mack & they are great traveling buddies.

I sure do miss her...................

Ginger ,

That reminds me of a story about our little Louie dog. He was a little guy I picked up out of the street...hit by car...fractured pelvis. That vet bill was the best money I ever spent on myself.

Anyway, Louie was a great traveler, until one day we were out driving around the back-roads and we went over a cattle guard... He was never the same again. Thereafter, he cowered underneath my ( or whoever was in the passenger seat) legs when we were in the car. He would come out only when it was obvious we were coming to a town, or home, or a pit stop. We were very sad about that. We tried everything we could think of to help him get over it, but he never did.

love to Jingles, and Weeb.
Dayna

Dayna,

Sounds so much like how Flossie was. For 8 years she was awful about a car ride. So that first time we were taking her over 2,000 miles one way, we knew it would be a real challenge. She shook & panted for 3 days. When the car that caused our problem pulled out onto the 4 lane, crossed over & got right in front of me rather than the open lane, I had to slam on the brakes & head for the ditch. She was on the floor peacefully sleeping & my purse & overnight case fell on her. She would not get off my lap for the rest of the trip & was a wreck. We tried everything too.

She did finally get over it somewhat and was ok to travel for the long trips we took. Around town it seemed like if we stopped somewhere & walked her, she would then calm down a little bit so we could have less of the shaking & panting. On Sunday's we took her to McDonalds for a biscuit & she loved the ice water from there.

How different they each are and how much we love them in spite of therir quirkey ways.......... both past and present.

Somehow, each of them has a most unique way to enter our hearts and souls. Take care dear Flossie's Mom, thanks for sharing your sweet memories, you have a very good heart and Flossie was blessed to have you.

Yes Toonie, they do each have a unique way of entering our hearts.

I am grateful to have had her for so long and have been loved so unconditionally by her. I do know she was lucky to have had me as her Mom, but I was the truly lucky one to have had her in my life for 17-1/2 years. I never hesitated to do whatever was medically possible for her several times even though the cost was sometimes difficult to handle. Many would have put her down at the first problem when she was only 3-1/2. I knew she had the will to walk again & she did not disappoint me. The money spent on her over the years was a good investment and I have never regretted a dime of it.

Although I absolutely LOVE my new best buddy, Mr. Jingles I miss her like crazy........................

Ginger,

That's exactly how we felt about Sadie. And though she never did walk again (unassisted), she never seemed to know she was handicapped, she was happy, and brave. And we wouldn't have traded anything for the additional two years we had with her.

So, here's to our spunky girls Flossie and Sadie,
We will love them forever,
Dayna