tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6455819.post379622672220149097..comments2023-10-25T06:17:13.178-04:00Comments on The Freeholder: The hardest part of being a pet ownerUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6455819.post-55913411643236943232018-11-14T22:28:01.119-05:002018-11-14T22:28:01.119-05:00Lost my beagle in July. Miss him every day, still ...Lost my beagle in July. Miss him every day, still hard as hell. I'm sorry for you and your friend.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6455819.post-6919738527046406672018-11-14T12:07:06.111-05:002018-11-14T12:07:06.111-05:00Thanks, guys.
Thing is still gamely fighting on;...Thanks, guys. <br /><br />Thing is still gamely fighting on; she is just now coming out of a crisis that I really thought would be her last. Back up, moving around and eating. Never has stopped wanting to be loved, and I think that's what I'm cluing in on as the real notice that it's time for that trip. I'm not sure how many more she can survive, but I may have finally been able to put together some clues that will help. Time will tell. I know she'll lose in the end, but she's giving the Reaper a run for his money.The Freeholderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09989697995675652792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6455819.post-28007381375032109452018-11-14T07:50:45.758-05:002018-11-14T07:50:45.758-05:00That is, indeed, the part that sucks.
THoughts f...That is, indeed, the part that sucks. <br /><br />THoughts for all of youB https://www.blogger.com/profile/10586046436233366155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6455819.post-39591120232997425402018-11-13T21:29:07.993-05:002018-11-13T21:29:07.993-05:00Feel for you, brother. Have had to make The Trip m...Feel for you, brother. Have had to make The Trip many times, for feline and canine both. Have counted it as an extra blessing when they have gone at home, peacefully; have taken one in for what looked like a routine problem and exam proved that she was not going to see her home again. It's never easy for me, and not something that normal folks were meant to become used to. I always wind up keeping my eyes open, and let them tell me, by lagging spirit and inability whether they can not go on another day, or if they simply want to sleep and drift off in a favorite spot at home ( if not suffering, why not? ) Have collars and urns, and memories. When I go, theirs and mine should be mixed, and either interred, or scattered, depending on the wishes, abilities ( and/or transportation difficulties )of my designee. Just ramblin', please understand. thinkingmannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6455819.post-33365971478944702912018-11-13T17:22:42.666-05:002018-11-13T17:22:42.666-05:00Ugh. Hard to read. Thank you for sharing. Please k...Ugh. Hard to read. Thank you for sharing. Please keep us posted.<br />We have three furballs; two with major issues and one is just a jerk.Roberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09800106790176447938noreply@blogger.com