Alley went to the Bridge this morning.. May she finally get peace

Rainbow Bridge

The Rainbow Bridge is the theme of a work of poetic prose written some time between 1980 and 1992, whose original creator is unknown. The theme is of an other-worldly place to which a pet goes upon its death, eventually to be reunited with its owner.
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    Alley went to the Bridge this morning.. May she finally get peace

     
    It's with a heavy heart that I write to tell you all that Mike and I felt that Alley was suffering...We made the decision to let her go and rest this morning................................ Its been 6 years this month that I got her...She lived a hard life for such a young dog.... She had a peaceful passing.... She was more than ready..... It still hurts so badly but we along with the Vet felt we were making the right decision.... The dogs are all very quiet... I think they since our pain and know she is gone.... Thanks everyone for being there thru all our trials with our dear girl.... She will be forever missed... Kim


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    Sincere condolences on your loss. You've given Alley the last gift you could--freedom from suffering. May she run free until you meet again.
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    Oh Kimmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I'm bawling too.  I am so so SO sorry, but I completely understand.  There just comes a point.  You guys so went beyond any known 'call of duty' -- she is gonna go crazy at The Bridge.  There won't be ANYTHING she can't eat.  There won't be ANYTHING she can't do.  There won't be ANYTHING she can't make into fun fun fun ... Muffin and Foxy were there waiting (as old friends always do), and Muffin in particular is just standing there chuckling and he just figures he'll wait until she gets done exploring and finding all the cool things she can do, eat and enjoy up there that she hasn't been able to in so long.  Nothing's gonna make her itch, scratch or be sore, and he just figures that when she gets done "being a terrier" that he'll still be waiting when she just wants to say Hi (I can't see Muffin, even over the Bridge, being anything other than "patient"). 
     
    My prayers and good thots ... let me know if I can help (altho nothing's gonna 'help' today).  You are such an awesome Mom.
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    My condolences to you Kim. Chin up and remember the good times with your fur baby.
     
    Hugs
    Angel
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    .... I told her Ozzie and Rocky and Tille would be at the bridge waiting for her.....
     Im so sick inside... and yet relieved and then again sick inside.... I bagged up all her meds....and tossed them in the trash.....She is free of all that shit now... but IM so sick inside...  Connie my dear friend thas here yesterday told me yesterday that Alley was ready... She said it was so spirtual when she took her outside to potty... She said Alley  just kept looking up to the sky and was in a completely different world....... Connie has a very sixth sense to her... so she was a comfort to me when I called her afterwards to tell her about Alley. Connie felt peace and wasn't sad... She said it was time and Alley was ready....  I had a nice goodbye with Alley .... I was strong enough to tell her what all she brought to our lives and what I had learned from her.... I told her I don't know what the dogs are going to do without her as she was the Alpha of this pack but I also told her it was time for her to go and that it was okay...  before they sadated her she had a soft cry in her throat and just layed her head on my should and then would keep looking for Mike as well... We both comforted her ... She was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo TIRED... so tired....... I think IM going to go take a pill for my anxiety.... to take the edge off..... IM so sick inside....  thanks for all your kind words everyone..... One second IM fine and the next second IM falling apart all over again...  Why does it have to HURT so bad[&o]


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    Oh Kim, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the post title.  I thought it must be some other Alley but not your girl.  I know you'd been worried about her lately but I'd so hoped she'd pull thru.  I'm so very, very sorry.  You gave her every bit of your love and kindness.  I know your heart must be broken but I hope you'll find comfort in the wonderful memories you have of your time with her and the lessons that we all learn from them.  Especially the special ones like Alley.  Rest in peace sweet girl [sm=angel.gif]
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    Because sweetheart, you LOVED her. It is never easy to say goodbye to any loved one be it bipeds or furkids. Never, ever easy. To not have loved, means you weren't human. You are human, a grieving human, so let it out. Think of all those wonderful lesson's she taught you, the joy and laughter she brought to your inner soul. That should bring comfort to your heart.
    Remember her for her uniqueness she brought to you. It's ok to cry, and cry often. It helps ease the pain your heart is feeling, the feeling of loss, confussion and doubt, because forever will she live within your heart. And nobody can ever take that away from you. She left her paws inprinted in your heart.
    So, my friend grieve. We all grieve with you and are here for you.
    Hugs to you.
     
    Angel
     
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    The pain you feel and the tears you cry are badges of love and honor. They make you more than just an animal crawling through the dirt. They make you human. And she loved you for it in that way that only a dog can love. Pain and tears in passing are the price we pay for her companionship. And it's a price worth paying.
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    I honestly dont know Alleys story,,,but I read this and feel so bad,,,it brought tears to my eyes. I am so sorry for  your loss.   It brings to mind what we all might go thru one day.
    Run free Alley~!
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    It hurts because SHE was worth it and because YOU are a deep, caring, loving dog-mom.  If you didn't hurt, frankly I'd think there was something wrong with you.  This is a being you bonded with -- one you have poured hour upon hour upon hour into her care and well-being.
     
    Your pain is frankly a tribute to Alley.  She wasn't "nothing".  She wasn't insignificant.  She was vital, loving and YOURS.  So when the pain becomes too great, with no hope of a better life ... you loved Alley enough to let go.  You **loved** her. 
     
    how much?
     
    ENOUGH.
     
    That means there will be pain.  Lots of it.  Long-lasting pain. 
     
    But you'll also love again and again. 
     
    And when that little terrier butt slows down up there enough to be with "buds" -- Alley will sit around and swap stories with Muffin, and sooooooooooo many others, and the conversation will go like this:
     
    "MY MOM ***Loved*** me soooooooooooooooooooo much that she ..."
     
    "Yeah?  Well ***MY*** Mom loved ME soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much that she ..."
     
    and a 3rd says "WAIT A MINUTE .... ***********MY************ DAD loved me so much that HE ...."
     
    And we're talked about.  And missed.  And loved. 
     
    You will climb out of the pit of pain ... simply because there are OTHERS who need you.  That doesn't mean it will stop hurting.  It just means you will ... eventually ... be able to cope.  And *eventually* you will be able to help others ...
     
    When a dog has been as much 'care' as Alley was (and this is the point that a lot of dog owners never truly 'get' simply because they've never HAD to put as much love, sweat, blood and tears into a dog as you have had to put into Alley -- the hours and hours and HOURS you spent bathing, helping, medicating, driving to vets, fixing food, and all that you did for Alley JUST BECAUSE it was what had to be done) ... when a dog is that kind of day in day out CARE ... there is a special guilt that visits an owner/guardian -- a special empty ness -- when you see all the meds, when you realize "OMYGOSH ... it's 3:00 and it's time for Allie's .... oh ... no ... she's gone" ... or you look at the clock and realize the reason you feel so 'at odds' is because at this time USUALLY you were fixing _______ for Alley.
     
    The hours ... hour after hour after hour that went into her care ... you will likely decide to INVEST this time.  Rather than drowning in it (and oh man -- that DOES happen) do something else.  Something for another dog, something for YOUR dogs, something .... deliberately to fill the void.
     
    And then the thought will occur to you "wow, I'm getting more done ... why?  Well because ...." and then you'll feel guilty all over again. 
     
    Don't let it -- use that time to DO something for another.  A human ... a shelter ... but *do* something and tell anyone who will listen "I volunteer here because I had this dog named Alley ..."  Do it in her name ... remember her by it.  Donate something to the shelter near you or to a terrier rescue group you like -- ask to have her name put in the newsletter. "For Alley".
     
    You grieve because you're normal.  And because you are YOU.  And because ... she WAS worth it, Kim.  *hugs*
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    There is also another Scottie friend up there, Kim.  My soon to be sister in law was telling me about Jack today.  So, Alley will be with all kinds of friends. 
     
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    you see all the meds, when you realize "OMYGOSH ... it's 3:00 and it's time for Allie's .... oh ... no ... she's gone" ... or you look at the clock and realize the reason you feel so 'at odds' is because at this time USUALLY you were fixing _______ for Alley.

     
    You nailed it and over the past 2 months especially... this has been my life for years.... I was so proud I never missed a pill and got everything done right on time....
     
     Callie .....Thank  you for that post.... I copied and saved it.... I got up this morning and here I sit with a huge void....
     
    If only the weather would get better I could get busy in the yard and Mike and I could get up and hike the dogs early on a trail we just found the other day. Its actually a golf course that went bankrupt and all the cart paths are in so we can all go like the wind and its in the country....
     
    I can't thank you all enough for your response to my loss and my pain....
     
    I woke at 2 am and prayed to the Lord to please help me get thru this....the mind wants to reply and reply.....
     
    Wouldn't you know its a rainy gloomy day here....it hasn't been like this in well over 2 months...but we are so blessed to finally get some rain....its so over due.....
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    I woke at 2 am and prayed to the Lord to please help me get thru this....the mind wants to reply and reply.....

     
    And he WILL get you thru it! Keep that faith! It just takes a while,,,sometimes it seems like such a long while. Each day will get a little easier.  Just try to be at peace knowing that Allie is at peace...not having to take medicine anymore,,not in pain.  
    And yes...gloomy ugly days are harder to get thru...your stuck in the house with your thoughts. Try to remember the good thoughs though.
    Sounds like a wonderful place to live where you are. Being a golfer...and over the years golfed at a few courses on vacation that were supposed to be a resort that went bankrupt and now just let the public golf....   There is one in Florida that we went to a few times...it was so peaceful and wonderful.
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    Kim ... look at it this way ... the Alpha of all Alphas is just telling you that all the Heavens are sad and gloomy with you today.  So all of Nature in your area is grieving as well.  Frankly -- isn't it more fitting than a gorgeous day that assumes no one is sad??? 
     
    If the day were 'perfect' you'd feel guilty for 'forgetting' about her (man, do I know guilt or what???)
     
    Nope -- just thank the sky that it 'understands' -- Alley was WORTH the whole sky crying about her!
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    Nope -- just thank the sky that it 'understands' -- Alley was WORTH the whole sky crying about her!

     
    Absolutely true.  The day of my mom's funeral we had the worst rainfall I could remember.  The limo taking us to the church even stalled on a flooded street.  I was only 12 but I remember thinking that the heavens were as sad as I was and that felt appropriate [:)]