Dear Punky,

Today is the one week anniversary of your passing. I remember perfectly how I was holding you at this very minute exactly one week ago. I am so so sorry things ended as they did. If I could do anything at all to take away the pain and fear of your last moments I would do it for you over and over and over again.

I want you to know how much I miss you. I keep looking for signs of you, but I know that I have to let you go. I want to do everything in my power to make sure that we are reunited again when it is my time to pass on.

We were perfect for each other. I have never loved somebody so unconditionally. My affection for you will always be endless.

Now run and play, my angel.

Love,
Mommy

Punky's Mommy, You and your dear sweet Punky baby boy are in my thoughts and prayers. I am so sorry his last minutes was so hard when something went so terribly wrong. He knows you love and loved him with all your heart.
Ann

A beautiful letter to Punky, and such a beautiful little Punky Face.

Ya gotta love that face.

Yep, you sure do "gotta love that face." No doubt about it. I think I said it before -- what a little doll he was/is!

A beautiful tribute to Punky, Punky's momma.
Love,
Marcia

What a beautiful letter/tribute to your little boy.
He is a beautiful little angel boy now and I know he misses you too!

Cheri

I'm so glad we can put pictures of our kids on here because it's nice to put a face to a name. Each one is special in his/her own way, but they all have the same happy face with the big smile. Well, the cats don't smile like dogs do, but they're cool nevertheless. I hope that made sense.

Just remember: one happy thought/picture for every sad one. I raided my husband's digital camera pictures this morning (we're networked together), and as soon as he shows me how to save them in a format available for here, I'll post some of all of our kids, maybe Mom and Dad too. We have some with almost all of us together.

Dear Punky,

Phantoms of you are everywhere! It's been two weeks since we've parted, yet my mind won't accept it. I still have so many phantom limbs. The other day just when I was going to the barn to take care of your big sister Fantasia, I told your daddy "I'm gonna to take care of Punky". He said to me "What?" and I repeated "I'm gonna go take care of Punky!" He said "What do you mean?" The second I realised what I had just said I sat down and cried. You are on my mind. You are in my soul. Every night when I lay down to sleep, the dark blanket plays tricks on the corner of my eye. The way it rumples and gathers at my feet makes me automatically think it is you sleeping there just like nothing has changed. When I have left the house and am gone for a while, I tell myself it's time I get back to let you out for a walk. When I am cooking, I have set down the bowl for you to lick and then wondered where you are.

This is hard, having to learn all over again every single day that you are gone, my best friend, my silly funny Lhasa##apeekapoo! What I wouldn't give for just one more hug and kiss from you. Oh how I love you!!

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.....

Love,
Mommy

What beautiful little puppy paws.

The picture reminds of a little song I used to sing to Shiloh..."These are little puppy paws, 2 little puppy paws, for me to hold." I sure miss that girl.

I love those little Punky paws!!! Thinking of you, Punky's Mommy.

Love,
Lynn

One month today sweetheart.

If tears would make a staircase,
and heartaches make a lane,
I would walk right up to Heaven
and bring you home again.

I will always love you, my sweet boy.

Love,
Momma

Punky's Mommy -

What a beautiful picture. Thinking of you.

Love,
Lynn

punky's mom,
what a sweetie punky was! that face was just made for kisses on the top of his nose! i'm sending you hugs, and hoping that you can find some comfort.
stacy

Hi Punky's Mommy:

I love your pictures of your beautiful, precious Punky.....
He was soooooooooooo beautiful!!!

Always remember that he isn't far away....
He'll always be in your heart!!!!
I believe that...

Love, Denise xo

Thanks for posting the additional pics of Punky....he was a very handsome boy and obviously loved his mommy very much. A picture does speak more than a thousand words....I always like to see pics of everyone's furbabies.

Dear Punky,

I miss you so much my baby. Daddy worries for me. He does not like to see me crying. Like today. I just cried and cried when I accidentally spilled a plate of rice on the floor and you weren't there to help me clean it all up. It was one of your jobs to keep the floor tidy, ya know! I asked your brother Woody to help clean it up, but he is a cat and just not as good at floor cleaning as you! No sir! One of your other jobs was to keep me warm and snuggly in bed at night. You had many jobs, but I miss that one the most. Thank you, my warm soft puppy, for a lifetime of curling up with me. You always fit just perfectly, made to order (even if sometimes you put your butt in my face! <_< ). Thank you, my little vacuum cleaner, for all of my spills you've helped me clean. I know that was the job YOU loved the most! I LOVE you for that.

Oh sweetie, we miss you like crazy and I would do anything...give ANYTHING to have you back healthy and happy like I remember you!

Tender hugs,
Mommy

My Punky,

It is wrong that you are in my past. I look at your photos that I've posted on this board and think of you as a symbol of half of my life. Oh my god, I want you back. I found the piece of your long black and white tail hair that I tearfully cut from you after you died..when you were still hot to the touch god dammit. I took it out of the baggie and brushed it on my check and then I brought it to my nose and inhaled its scent. That hair still carries your scent fresh as yesterday. I can't believe it.

I would give anything.....

Love,
Your Mommy

I hear you, Punky's Momma:

Your sweet Punky , loves you soooooooooo very, very much and I hope you know that, I feel that you do.....

I know how those "scent reminders" makes us feel as if our babies should be here, right with us......
I had sooo many of those things way back when....



THE "BUTT IN MY FACE" IS TOTAL LOVE.......... I KNOW THAT TO BE TRUE, AND I HAVE FURKITTIES.....

When I read that quote, all I could do was smile, Punky's mom.......



The unfortunate thing, (in that he's not here with you---that is, in BODY), but, your sweet, precious, beautiful PUNKY WILL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU, IN YOUR HEART AND IN YOUR SOUL!!!!!!

But, the really, BEAUTIFUL THING.........

Punky is WHOLE NOW...............Up at Rainbow's Bridge...
In Health, Body, Spirit...........
Punky is JUST AS YOU REMEMBER HIM, WHEN HE WAS A BABY, AND AS A YOUNG(ISH) FURDOG, WHEN HE WAS DOWN HERE ON EARTH.

I wish more than anything that I could give Punky back to you, and he would be the healthy, beautiful furbaby that you always remembered, when he was able to see, and do everything..........

But, he is up at Rainbow's Bridge, and he is happy, and healthy, and seeing, and doing everything that you would want him to be doing....

Ernestine's One Year Anniversary @ Rainbow's Bridge, will be this Saturday, on 2/5/2005.... (She was put to sleep on
February 7, 2004)...
We miss her soooooooooooooo very, very much, but I know that she is up in Heaven now...........
And I smile everyday, knowing that she is not RETCHING 10 + TIMES PER DAY...........IN PAIN.........

And, she's not STARVING HERSELF.....

And, that her kidneys are working well.....
That her heart rate is normal.....
And, her thyroid condition is back to normal......

I smile knowing that she is in God's Hands................and that she is PERFECT AGAIN.

I think of you often, Punky's Mommy & Daddy .......

It's hard, and it stinks, and it hurts soooooooo very, very hard!!!!!
I know that, for sure!!!!!!!!!!!
[U]I KNOW THAT ALL OF US HERE AT LS understand that awful pain!!

But, your sweet baby is up at Rainbow's Bridge, and he smiles down at you, hoping that you know
that HE IS OKAY!!!!

Punky wants you to know that he is okay .........

But, he also wants to know if his mommy and daddy are okay???????? (Please mom & dad.....Love, Punky.... )

Thinking of you, with much love!!!!

Love,


Denise, Ben, Ms. Lucy and Mr. Yoster xoxo

Hello my boy,

If you are able to watch me from above, you'll know, my sweetie, that time has not healed wounds and my loss of you. I miss you so much and my arms are still so empty! Be sure of one thing. There will never be another. Maybe not even a human son, but certainly none of the doggie kind. You were my chosen one. I miss you, my warm, gentle angel.

Love,
me

Hi Punky's mommy,
I hope you are doing okay. It is for sure that time alone doesn't heal anything. It is what we do with our time that can help, but it is sooo darn hard to get through this. Everything is more difficult without our precious little babies, isn't it?
Love,
Marcia

Marcia, thank you for the kind thoughts and words. I hope you are doing fine. I have seen in your posts that at times it's still hard for you as well. Your wee hannie-annie-o was and will always be your daughter. Just like Punky will always be my son. It's nearly impossible to think of them as "dogs" isn't it??

Denise, I don't know if you'll see this, but I just wanted to say that I laugh and cry at the same time every time I read "that's total love" and everything that's meant by it. It warms and breaks my heart because you are so right. Hehe, I don't know about a cat's butt in my face though. Ewww... (just teasing! )


Punk-a-punk,
Mommy and Daddy sends you warm love and many kisses on top of your nose. I still save tomato pieces for you!
xoxox -Mommy

My Beautiful Boy,

We are not long from your one-year anniversary, sweet puppy. We are around our 10 month mark, and the moon is slowly returning to the place burned in my memory.

At this date, one year ago, I still clung to hope and denial, but you were already on your way. The cancer was already taking from you - your vision, your bladder control, your muscle tone, but I would not receive definitive medical proof of it for another few weeks. I saw how you strangely went 100% blind in a matter of days--but you were still perky. I thought of cataract surgery for you. I still left you home alone while I went out to Halloween parties. I still believed in the possibility that you had beaten cancer.

Today we had a hurricane. Last summer, during our first and worst hurricane, I remember protecting you instantly and instinctively, like my very child, when one of my favorite pine trees could no longer hold up to the winds, and fell right upon us. I had you tight in my arms and I shielded you, and we lived. Today I could not protect you. I went to your grave site to find that your body is submerged in floodwaters. If I was told a year ago that today I'd be contemplating your fur and bones as they lie buried in sand and water, it would be more than I could handle.

Tonight I lit an incense stick and its smell brought back a memory. I decided that when it is your one year anniversary, I will light the same incense that your daddy burned on your last night with us. I swore that I never wanted to smell that smell again because of the memories it holds. But tonight I decided that its OK if once a year I let myself fully feel what happened to you on that last night.

I don't cry as often as I did in the first several months after your passing, but when I do, it is no less visceral and raw.

Occasionally I come in contact with other dogs - my sister's dog, and my neighbor's dog, but they cannot compare with you. Were you an angel? You were so much more than a mere "dog". I miss your bright eyes and I miss your laughter and games.

Your daddy loves you and misses you very deeply. He is taking good care of me, and always holds and comforts me when I cry for you. When my time comes, I can't wait to find you and be with you again.

Love,
Mommmmmmy

Dear Punky's Mommy,

I hope you are feeling a little better today than yesterday. I am still in mourning for my beloved dog and it has been 6 months. The pain has eased a little but it will never leave completely. I had to make a difficult choice for my Baby too and I wondered if I had done the right thing. But I know now I had to help her. She was counting on me. So I wish you better days to come with many happy memories of you wonderful pet Punky.

Honey's Mom

Thank you for your kind words, Honey's Mom. I am mostly able to cope, but sometimes it gets to me real bad.

I hope you're doing ok too. Your little girl was lovely and looks like a real sweetheart. I'm glad she was with you for so many years.

Love,
Punky's Mom

your words are the feelings in my broken heart.your loving memories make me cry and despite my broken heart i can't seem to let it out. good luck with future loves. they continue...never replace. here is my story: i had to leave my dog, bear at home alone with my wife for 5 days. on day 4 he was hit by a truck out front. i feel he died needlessly due to negligent veterinary care. my wife, rose called the vet, explained the crisis, and he did not tell her he was unable to help due to a shoulder separation and sling on his arm. after a short wait for him to arrive at his office, he had my boy walk into his office with severe chest trama knowing he could not help us. then he had my precious baby bear, who was so strong, again walk back to the car on his own. he told us to go to another vet, 70 miles away who could do heart surgery. i'm sure the critical time he wasted knowing he could not do his job cost my bear bear the life he loved so much. he loved to run. he loved everyone he met(and he wanted to meet everyone). he loved his mommy and daddy. we couldn't even kiss around him without him crowding between us to make it a group effort. he loved his kitty, josie. they slept cuddled up together and the daily routine was upon awakening he would allow her to grab him by the face and wash his nose and ears. i never in my 48 yrs. met a more gentle creature. in his 4 short yrs. , he NEVER growled, showed his teeth or bit at anyone or another animal ! he loved car trips and whenever we were anywhere near one of his favorite places ; "his " park or one of his 2 best doggie friend's homes, he would whine like a baby-louder and louder until we acknowledge him to get out of the car. i miss him so very much and am not able to deal with my loss. i am unable to go to work, i am unable to be around people ( even those closest to me who realize how much my boy boy meant to me), and know i am alienating myself from my wife of 18 yrs. i don't know what to do-i don't know how to heal and i don't think time will provide healthy healing. i've mourned beloved pets before in my life as i have always had cats and dogs around me. last year at this time i had to bury my dad, who i loved very much., but i didn't lose my control to the point of losing my mind. i feel so empty and am even questioning my faith, which i believed to be very strong. any cyber help you could provide for me will be deeply appreciated because i am so lost. i had no closure with him-could give him no comfort when he needed me most. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!! ron in pa

Sweet baby dog,

I'ts almost your one-year. What I wouldn't give to have just one minute with you in my arms. Just to know that you are somewhere - that you still exist. That we'll find eachother again. That you forgive me. That I can show you one last time how much I deeply, deeply love you.

I hide my tears from Daddy now. I can't share with him anymore. He loves and misses you too, soooo much honey. But my pain has gone so deep, I can't talk to anyone.

I hope to find out someday that these tears were needless, because you were always there, smiling softly at your silly mommy who's making such a fuss.

I love you,

Momma

My little boy,

Tonight is the one-year mark. I'm so, so sorry for the fear and pain you suffered during your last moments. You know that I would take it upon myself ten-fold if I could, if it would spare you. I wanted your suffering to end, you were slipping into a worse and worse state, and I thought you had told me it was what you wanted. I am forever changed by how awful it went at the end. It's not what we wanted or had any idea could happen to you.

You were such a happy boy. So full of love and cheer. I hope we gave you a good life, and looking back, those few minutes of cruelty were somehow worth 14 years of love, comfort, family, fun, play, happiness, and all your favorite treats.

I want to see you again someday. You will always be my first child. I still know you like it was just yesterday.

I LOVE YOU!!!

Love,

Mommy.