My dog died just yesterday. She was almost 16 years old. I love her so much. I miss her. I feel numb.
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I'm a 43 yr old man and my 18 yr old cat left us just a few days ago. I didn't think it would hit me this hard. I honestly can't remember the last time I felt this sad. She was the sweetest most incredible cat and I miss my little buddy.
My male cat passed last month. Me, my son, my male puppy, and my female cats are all still heart broken, crying, and grieving. I miss my baby boy😢
Losing a pet always feels like “the end of an era” to me, I lost one dog at 18 and the other at 16. They really are family members, and I hope they have all the turkey bits they could want across the rainbow bridge! 💙
I lost my cat last week however he had lived such a long life and sometimes you just have to accept it and know that they had an amazing life
Tucker was so cute. He wasn’t “Just a Cat”. Animals have personalities, we bond with them, they become family and that’s exactly what Tucker was. Family. I almost gave up on having pets because I love so hard and it hurts so much when they die. It’s so hard losing them, I lost three dogs in the span of two years and it was so heard. But then I found my Bailey shivering at the dump on Good Friday and of course I couldn’t leave this puppy out in the cold rain. So he came home and the rest is history. It hurts so much when they die, but that pain just means a life time of love. Pets might not be here for all of our life but we’re there for all of theirs 🖤 I really hope the pain doesn’t shut me off from maybe adopting another pet in the future 🖤
I just lost my dog, helping my family make the choice to let him go was the hardest thing i've ever had to do. When the vets gave him the anesthetic to settle him and help him sleep, he stood up a little after and wandered around, we gave him some chocolate as his last meal. Then when they gave the solution, seeing him slip away that fast was the hardest thing I have ever watched and had to be part of, I dont remember life with out him. Such a good boy, the best boy. I am 16 and he had been with me since I was 6 years old. Fought right to the last second. Cancer takes all the good ones way too soon, devestated.
I just lost my 13 year old cat a few hours ago. I’m devastated. I can’t even remember life without him
This is not easy stuff to talk about. My wife and I lost our boy Captain Waffles 2 years ago and it still hurts so bad.
I lost my 24 year old dog around 3 years ago. Had him from when I was 8 or 9. That was hard to say the least. I just wanted to shut the world out, let it all go by. But as hard and completely heart breaking as losing him was, I would never want him having to wonder where I disappeared to for the rest of his life. They remember the way we do, everyone who was ever gentle with them, whoever gave them kindness and love never really leaves them. I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do with my other dogs. But it’s something we have to accept when we bring them in as ours. One being 15 and the other about 6 or so, thinking about losing them has been sitting in my mind for a while now. Nothing truly good stays forever. My only hope is that wherever I end up when I die, I get to be with my dogs. Otherwise, I see no point in an afterlife.
I cried harder when I lost my cat, my companion for 21 years, than I have cried for anyone in my life. It's been almost a year, and I still cry.
I just lost my girl a few months ago. I feel her rubbing on my legs, I can tell it is Sadie coming to visit me.😢❤️❤️
I am 71 now. Over my life I have laid to rest my much-loved dog (Sadie, who passed in 1967), and 6 beloved cats (Rowan in 1996; Pickles in 2003; Montgomery in 2018; Benny in 2007; Toby in 2022 and Willow in 2024) . I will miss them and love them until my days are done. From time to time, one or two of them have visited me in dreams. My father has visited me as well (God bless his soul). Every one was a joyful reunion that raised my whole heart. When my time comes, I will not be afraid. I know where I am going and who will be waiting there to greet me. May each and every person find the same comfort I have found in knowing that.
After 16 years and 5 months with me, my beautiful green eyed, medium-hair tuxedo cat girl had to be put to sleep. I adopted her from a “dog pound” when she was just 8 weeks old. Of course I stayed with her while she died, and it was traumatic. I screamed and cried in my vehicle the entire drive home. For months after she was gone, sometimes I would hear her meow really early in the morning, in that place between asleep and awake. I still wish I had stopped somewhere and screamed for longer. And I would answer her. I dreamed of her. I would lay on the floor in all her favorite spots, curled up like a baby and cry. For months, even being out in public, I would suddenly cry over almost anything. Like if somebody smiled and said hello in a store, the kindness would set off tears. I scared a couple people. It’s been about 3 years and I still miss her as much as I always will, until we are together again. I can still slip into this altered place remembering how it felt and looked to hold her, stroke her, kiss her little face. I can remember it too clearly.
