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Just Hatched
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Last Login: 3/28/2012 9:16:24 PM
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| My first pet that I had ever had died on me...Beasley was a wheaten terrier, about 7 or 8 years old and I'd had him as long as I could remember. Unfortunately, a large tumor started to form on his leg. To my family's relief, the vets were able to operate and they removed his leg, thus saving his life. We thought everything would be okay from there. Boy, were we ever wrong. Almost a year later, he developed cancer again. Things were different then. He wasn't really eating much, wasn't full of life like he used to be. One day, I came home from school to find that he had passed away in his sleep. The one thing that I will be forever grateful for was that I was able to say goodbye. I know it sounds crazy, but I'm still guilty that I wasn't there with him. I wish I'd been there to hold his paw, and lay down next to him. Comfort him, you know? It's my fault I wasn't there. He died all alone, without anyone there to ease his pain or make him feel loved. I'd never been so devastated before in my life. I'm sitting here tearing up as I write this. I miss him so much. Nothing will ever replace him in my heart. Rest in peace, Beasley. I love you, always. 
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Feather Fanatic
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i think veaskey knew u loved him, and one thing I have personally learned about dogs is that they prefer to pass alone, my dog ran off to die and u said he was asleeo, He knew u loved him and he had a good life with you dont be sad he's in heaven now and isnt feeling any more pain and he probably has all 4 legs again///dont feel bad think of the happy times and remember its NOT ur fault
Lori Rocky Squirt Breezy, finches and Angel the cat
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Feather Fanatic
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I used to be a pet sitter and had several very old and often sickly dogs and cats for clients. I agree with Rocky, they often seem to want to be alone when they go.
My first husband died young, in my arms and I have, in the past, done Hospice volunteering. Many people do not need company when they go. Or at least, not interactive company. They are at peace with what is happening and are more intent on the process of their own dying.
One of the clients I had in a group home knew his death was going to come soon ( he had cheated death for 30 years) and although he wanted to say good by to those of us who were his friends, he told me that dying was something he got to do only once and that he didn't want to miss it talking with 'the likes of you guys".
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Fully Fledged
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Last Login: 3/10/2013 10:09:01 AM
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so sorry for your loss
 
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