The last ride with Gocko

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sorry to hear that :'(

you should go to the pound or a breeder of your of choice and start over, it sucks that thier lives are so short but they add a lot to ours
 
Sorry. :'( :'( :'(


It is always hard to lose a member of the family like that. We had a black lab that went through the same thing when I was only a year older than your son. I still have fond memories.



God Bless
 
Beo,

It’s a time to celebrate! You've been blessed to have Gocko for so long. Yes today was a sad day but you will find his memory to live forever!!!! From my point of view being human is filled with trials and tribulation. We spend so much time learning to walk, talk, to feed ourselves and to get along with others. When we get old, that process reverses. We have our second childhoods (cruiser content), where we learn again but later hopefully rely on the knowledge and care of our children. Dogs and other animals (…except cats they’re stupid) start out much the same but develop so quickly. They learn to walk in a handful of days, fend for themselves in a matter of weeks, but learn to love, protect and forgive us stupid humans almost immediately. They seem to get smarter as they get older, just not wasting as much energy, but still as loving. I believe that God gives us a second or third chance living longer, allowing us yet another opportunity to put in practice what we learned the first time around. Our pets are great teachers, putting the important things in life in perspective with the ability to communicate so clearly in nonverbal ways. Give things some time. Find another dog that needs to be rescued, one that may be lost or in a shelter, needs to be given a good home, taught the things that you have learned so far. Just be prepared for the things that Gocko didn’t have enough time to complete. Life will be good for you and your family.
 
PPC, that was a well written way to think things through. It gave me much to think about, thanks man. B, our thoughts and prayers are with you and with Gocko.
 
B

You got me crying so bad that I can't finish reading the forum.

Sorry about the loss of one of the family.

I think most of us can understand how you feel as we've been there before and will have to go there again. I know that this cat sitting on my lap watching me type won't be with me forever.

Tom
 
B- Hope this help's. I think it's true.

The Rainbow Bridge

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows,
hills and valleys with lush green grass.

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm spring weather.
The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed
are made whole again. They play all day with each other.

There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special
person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run
and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing
and looks up! The nose twitches! The ears are up!
The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!

You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet,
you take him or her into your arms and embrace.
Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look
once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together,
never again to be separated.

Author Unknown
 
I am so sorry for this, Beo -- I am so happy to know you, and Gocko is now awaiting the day you come home, too, to thank you for the wonderful life you gave him on earth --

eric, spud and precious
 
Friends,

We spent a weekend out of town with friends and coming back to the house this evening was difficult, but I'm fine now. I hesitated to post the story on Friday. I wrote it off-line for myself mostly, and for my family, though they're not ready to read it yet. I consider you guys part of the extended family and I knew that many of you are very close to your pets.

I've read all the repsonses above and I'm truly touched by your thoughts.

Thanks again guys. No replies necessary.
-B-
 
Beowulf,

This post brought me to tears as I too drove my ailing family member (a golden named Casey) to the vet for the last time. Cancer took her at 12 years old. She hasn't taken her last ride yet, her ashes are up on a shelf in my garage. I still talk to her after 5 months. This spring, she will take her last ride up in the mountains where she will be let free. As said earlier, you can never replace a pet, only compliment it.

May her spirit run free in your memories forever.

Sorry for your loss,
Greg
 
My sister passed away this weekend from cancer. The hospital let us bring her yellow lab (his name is Shadow since he followed her everywhere). She had slipped into a semi coma state on Saturday and did not really respond to us when we tried to talk to her. When we got shadow up to her room and he jumped up on the side of the bed she opened her eyes and said his name, she really loved her dog and I am glad they had the chance to say goodbye.
 
You guys really know how to get a guy emotional. :'(
I was thinking of many things to say and now after reading through all the posts I can't think of a one.
Sorry for your losses.....

Yomama
 
My eyes were wet after B's story, until I got to Pitbull's story, and then the falls opened.

My heart goes out to each of you for your loss. Made me remember taking my wife's toy poodle in. Even though Penny was my wife's dog, I had grown at attached to her as my wife was. She was almost deaf, mostly blind and her hips were all but shot. My wife couldn't bear the trip, so I did it. Penny was 15.

B - remember that last fond memory and the 14 happy years you had. Life is a celebration of love and happiness with those close to you.
 
Wow.. that's a tough read. Hope you can take solice in the fact that you gave Gocko a great life. This serves as a good reminder for all of us. Life is short and precious, don't ever take it or anyone you care about for granted.

Condolenses,
Rookie2
 
hey B i feel your loss. sorry to hear about it. well written. i know the feeling too well, at age 1 dad bought a german shepard pup, and she grew up with me. protecting me all the time. she lived untill i was 15... that was hard. and the dog we have now is only 7, so i'm only starting to become attached to him(don't live at home with him anymore), but he's been given a month to live due to bone cancer...

Pitbull, that story is so touching. i love how animals seem to be able to sense people in need, and do just the right things..
 
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My sister passed away this weekend from cancer. The hospital let us bring her yellow lab (his name is Shadow since he followed her everywhere). She had slipped into a semi coma state on Saturday and did not really respond to us when we tried to talk to her. When we got shadow up to her room and he jumped up on the side of the bed she opened her eyes and said his name, she really loved her dog and I am glad they had the chance to say goodbye.
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I am so sorry for this -- I really am --

eric
 
B and others -

I read this post and cried. I avoided it for a couple of days and then read it again and could not hold back the tears.

I thought about this for a while and realized that my pets experience is part of my tears. If you don't mind I'll tell you his story if I can fight back the tears long enough...

Simon was an Abyssinian cat. Pure bred, but I didn't pay $800 or whatever the going cost was. Simon was, well, an unsucessful breeder. The cold catery that he came from had no use for him - all this at the age of two. My wife and I adopted him and found him a little friend, Taffy, at the local shelter. Taffy adored Simon. It took Simon months to get used to the freedoms of being a beloved house pet. He was very affectionate to me and I treated him like my son.

Then one day Simon stopped eating. I'll never forget the drive to the vet. They had moved across town and I couldn't find them at first - all with my poor boy miserable in the cage next to me. With tears in my eyes I eventually found the vet and sat holding my breath while he was examined. After the blood work came back it was found that the cause of his problems was cronic renal (kidney) failure. He was on his way out. I was given a short list of unbelievably difficult choices. Dialysis, wait, or put him down. Dialysis would only delay the inevitable ...and Simon, like you describe Gocko, hated to be handled - so treatment was not for him. We decided to wait, hoping that a miracle would happen.

I put my life on hold for the next couple of weeks using vacation time I had accrued to be with him. We mostly layed around and did little. While this was happening my in-laws had planned to come up. I didn't want them there because they are not animal lovers ...my mother-in-law does not like them at all. Even though I protested to them they insisted on coming up. As Simon was in his last breaths, I was upstairs crying, and I could heay my wife's parents chatting away about absolutely nothing downstairs. I told them to leave, and have never forgiven them to this day - although I'm OK with at face value with them.

Simon was gone at the young age of 4 1/2. Every time we looked at Taffy we cried. As I buried him one amazing thing happened. A piliated woodpecker landed on the tree next me no more than ten feet away. It had to be 20" long from head to tail and just beautiful. I had never seen one so close up. Somehow I think he knew my pain...

Sorry for the long story, I don't know if it was theraputic as I have tears running down my face as I am posting this. I miss my buddy, and I have a good idea how you feel.

I am very sorry for your loss.

Pitbull, I can't imagine how that feels. That is such a sad story. Peace.
 
B,
Sorry for your loss, very touching writte-up.
No doubt we get to love our dogs
 
Our pets give so much and expect so little in return....

My deepest condolences :'(

Bob
 
Thanks guys for the kind remarks, didn't mean to hijack -B- thread. It just struck me like -B- indicated how close some of us are to our pets. I know my sister and I were raised alway having a dog and I think she worried more about how Shadow would do when she was gone then she did about anyone else. She use to tell me how she had a psychic connection with that dog. I think he will be a great confort to my brother-in-law. Lifes short, go out and have some fun tommorrow and take your dog with you. I will.
 

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