After seventeen years, an era has come to and end. My beloved dachsund, Lucy Migillicuty Ricardo, has come to the end of her life. It is with much love and sadness that I say goodbye to her. Peace and tranquility in the afterlife Lucy. I love you
We lost our dachshund recently ,Scooter who lived 19 years . RIP Lucy and look up Scooter when you get to doggy heaven
+ I understand what you are going through studogg. We lost our cat Fluffy this summer. May all of our deceased animal friends rest in peace. +
Sorry for your loss. It is hard. I am reminded of when I worked in the tower industry. A big, burly, gruff towerhand told me..."It's ok to cry." When a guy like that tells you it's ok to cry when you lose a pet...then I have to agree with him. God bless...and RIP Lucy.
I hope you and yours will be ok...It's wonderful how much a pet can become part of your life, even at times like this. I wish you well...
Quick story about my dog Scooter... Once he went missing for over a month.We searched high and low for him,put out flyers etc...Me and my dad had all but given up on ever seeing him again.So one day we are out in the front yard and we see the little dog coming up the sidewalk.We couldn't beleive it..He had a new collar on and his name had been changed to George...anyway when I think of him I always think of how cool and funny that was.
when we first got her, Lucille Ball had just passed away. My mom had always loved Lucy so it seemed a perfect name.
The Rainbow Bridge Author Unknown Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
As a person who just lost their dog also, my thoughts go out to you and your family. Isn't it amazing how close you can get to your pet, and how much a part of your life and family they become?
We have a red miniature daschund - Sunday the Poopy Puppy. If we lost her, we'd be devastated. On the bright 17 years sounds like she led a fantastic life.
I used to not understand it when people got upset about loosing one of their pets. I never really had pets growing up--certainly not "inside dogs." Now, as the proud owner of two Dachshunds myself, I completely understand it. I'm going to be a basket case when either of mine goes. I'm sorry to here that you lost yours, studogg.
