I don't know what to feel other than feel numb. From what my wife said, he collapsed and died upstairs in our bedroom. I feel like I've betrayed him in not being able to help him. It was so quick.
Our pets look up to us as a provider, as a protector, and as a companion and they look at us as if we were able to solve all their problems. And what hurts the most is that we can't always do that. Especially in this case.
RIP, Samuel, October 2006-November 28, 2009.
Thank you for helping me through a tough time. You were always my little light. I could always count on you to cheer me up through a purr and a nuzzle. God knows why you were taken so soon in life. I will miss you, my dearest little friend. You will never be forgotten. Always loved; always missed.
Today Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ve been going through anger, tears, and grief. I keep second-guessing what I could have done for him and wonder if there was anything that I could have done differently. Maybe its denial, maybe thereâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s a tinge of anger at my self that I wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t there (since I was downstairs).
He loved being with me. When he curled up beside me, you could feel his purrs vibrate throughout his body. Yesterday he seemed perfectly healthy. He came up and nuzzled me, purring. Now heâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s gone and I donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t know what to do. The tears come when I think of how Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll never hear his purr again, nor will I ever feel his head rubbing up against my hand when I reach down to pet him again. Nor will I hear his insistent meow when it was time for me to feed him. I even miss his trying to trip me down the stairs by intertwining through my legs as I was trying to go down the steps. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m grieving and it feels like my heart is being torn out.
Maybe one of these days, Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll feel the grief lessen, but today it is too fresh in my mind.
Hopefully no one takes this as a "religious push", but it was just something I wrote to have some catharsis. Take it as you will. I wrote this yesterday at the computer upstairs, tears blurring my eyes. It was the hardest damned thing I had to get out, but otherwise, I will end up crying like a baby today when I have to bury him. (I didn't have any luck, because I needed a pickaxe to get through the clay layer 1 foot down and ended up having to borrow one from my dad, who is going to help me bury Sam today when he brings the kids home from a visit to their grandparents over the weekend).
My Tribute To My Best Friend
Dear God,
I'm sending you my beloved friend and family member today. When I was feeling like there was no hope in my life, he pulled me out of my depression with his purrs and his meows. He was my comforter and asking no more in return other than to be taken care of and loved. He loved me unconditionally, more than I deserved. I will forever miss his furry head nuzzling up against my hand, his insistent meows asking to be fed. Above all, I will miss his companionship, only asking to be loved and cherished.
Lord, I did my best, yet I feel like I didn't do enough. His last moments were not at my side. I came upstairs after his soul had departed his mortal remains. God forgive me for I was weak. I didn't know that today was to be his last on this earth.
Please take him into your care, knowing that he did his duty that he was put on this Earth to do which was to be my companion during some of the roughest patches of my life. His time on this earth was short, but he accomplished much. Lord, I have one thing to ask. Please allow me to reunite with him and all my furry family members at the end of my life. That is all I ask. They all loved me unconditionally.
I miss them immensely as I miss my latest friend who made that Final Walk today into Your Care.
Lord, please take care of my Best Friend, because I am no longer able to. He has returned Home. Hold him, give him a pet well done, and tell him I will miss him every day for the rest of my life.
Samuel's Grieving Friend.
Our pets look up to us as a provider, as a protector, and as a companion and they look at us as if we were able to solve all their problems. And what hurts the most is that we can't always do that. Especially in this case.
RIP, Samuel, October 2006-November 28, 2009.
Thank you for helping me through a tough time. You were always my little light. I could always count on you to cheer me up through a purr and a nuzzle. God knows why you were taken so soon in life. I will miss you, my dearest little friend. You will never be forgotten. Always loved; always missed.
Today Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ve been going through anger, tears, and grief. I keep second-guessing what I could have done for him and wonder if there was anything that I could have done differently. Maybe its denial, maybe thereâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s a tinge of anger at my self that I wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t there (since I was downstairs).
He loved being with me. When he curled up beside me, you could feel his purrs vibrate throughout his body. Yesterday he seemed perfectly healthy. He came up and nuzzled me, purring. Now heâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]s gone and I donâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t know what to do. The tears come when I think of how Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll never hear his purr again, nor will I ever feel his head rubbing up against my hand when I reach down to pet him again. Nor will I hear his insistent meow when it was time for me to feed him. I even miss his trying to trip me down the stairs by intertwining through my legs as I was trying to go down the steps. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m grieving and it feels like my heart is being torn out.
Maybe one of these days, Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]ll feel the grief lessen, but today it is too fresh in my mind.
Hopefully no one takes this as a "religious push", but it was just something I wrote to have some catharsis. Take it as you will. I wrote this yesterday at the computer upstairs, tears blurring my eyes. It was the hardest damned thing I had to get out, but otherwise, I will end up crying like a baby today when I have to bury him. (I didn't have any luck, because I needed a pickaxe to get through the clay layer 1 foot down and ended up having to borrow one from my dad, who is going to help me bury Sam today when he brings the kids home from a visit to their grandparents over the weekend).
My Tribute To My Best Friend
Dear God,
I'm sending you my beloved friend and family member today. When I was feeling like there was no hope in my life, he pulled me out of my depression with his purrs and his meows. He was my comforter and asking no more in return other than to be taken care of and loved. He loved me unconditionally, more than I deserved. I will forever miss his furry head nuzzling up against my hand, his insistent meows asking to be fed. Above all, I will miss his companionship, only asking to be loved and cherished.
Lord, I did my best, yet I feel like I didn't do enough. His last moments were not at my side. I came upstairs after his soul had departed his mortal remains. God forgive me for I was weak. I didn't know that today was to be his last on this earth.
Please take him into your care, knowing that he did his duty that he was put on this Earth to do which was to be my companion during some of the roughest patches of my life. His time on this earth was short, but he accomplished much. Lord, I have one thing to ask. Please allow me to reunite with him and all my furry family members at the end of my life. That is all I ask. They all loved me unconditionally.
I miss them immensely as I miss my latest friend who made that Final Walk today into Your Care.
Lord, please take care of my Best Friend, because I am no longer able to. He has returned Home. Hold him, give him a pet well done, and tell him I will miss him every day for the rest of my life.
Samuel's Grieving Friend.