I Dug Deep and Threw Well back

[jacob 28]

sorry for your loss DS to pup

[david2363 42]

Very moving D S. Raise a glass to the pup.

[rabitin girl 16]

Sorry To hear this Ditch Pup sounded like a really special dog.

[foxdropper 17,092]

R.I.P" PUP" .

[FERRETBOY 680]

sorry for your loss ditch R.I.P.pup

 

rew

[ginga john 268]

condolences DS, always a rough time when a favoured son checks out, all the best to ya.

[madhunter 16]

sorry to hear that mate had do the same with my big lass on thursday by feck it hurts

[bshadle 5]

The Power of the Dog

Rudyard Kipling

 

There is sorrow enough in the natural way

From men and women to fill our day;

And when we are certain of sorrow in store,

Why do we always arrange for more?

Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware

Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

 

Buy a pup and your money will buy

Love unflinching that cannot lie--

Perfect passion and worship fed

By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.

Nevertheless it is hardly fair

To risk your heart to a dog to tear.

 

When the fourteen years which Nature permits

Are closing in asthma, or tumour or fits,

And the vet's unspoken prescription runs

To lethal chambers or loaded guns,

Then you will find--it's your own affair--

But...you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

 

When the body that lived at your single will,

With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)

When the spirit that answered your every mood

Is gone--wherever it goes--for good,

You will discover how much you care,

And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

 

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,

When it comes to burying Christian clay.

Our loves are not given, but only lent,

At compound interest of cent per cent.

Though it is not always the case, I believe,

That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve:

For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,

A short-term loan is as bad as a long--

So why in Heaven (before we are there)

Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

 

 

We all know why. Sorry, Ditch.

[luke 2]

sorry to here that mate

[SeanTheHawker 0]

sorry to hear that mate

[jacko 1]

HI, BAD LUCK MATE , JACKO.

[wag 13]

sorry to here of your loss d.s

[Guest Ditch_Shitter]

Thanks, all. As Bshaddle / Kipling points out there; It's our blessing to have them and our curse to keep losing them.

 

I'm actually quite content that Pup never lived to know a day when he wasn't loved, and shown that love. Best of all was the manner of his passing. It really was as if he just had to get off and be somewhere. No big deal to him. He simply said his pieces and wished us all luck before quietly closing the door behind himself and going on his way. A truly humbling experience to have whitnessed.

 

Anyway, I'm back in here just to mention two 'new' things:

 

One is that I fetched out his (half) pedigree tonight. Seems the little bugger was born on 22 - Sept - 1997. He was just two days short of his tenth birthday then. Never had a days illness in his happy little life. Went out peacefully. A fit and healthy little Dog who's simply lived as long as nature decreed he would. Can't argue with that.

 

Other thing is; I think I've found him the most gorgeous little headstone! I ran a Google search and it led me to an outfit in USA who specialise in such things. Incredibly, even with shipping in a worthwhile sized small slab of black granite should cost under the £100 mark.

 

I mention this because I feel that's a damn small price to pay for the satisfaction of 'knowing ye've done right by ye Dog'. I suspect others here might agree? When ye consider the price of cremation ~ always my method before, as I was never settled so couldn't bury a Dog then leave him ~ or the other option; Letting the vet sell his body to the 'Complete, Dry Diet' manufacturers ....?! FFS!

 

So; I'm planning to give his spot time to settle and renaturalise now. Then I'll be sending off for his own little headstone. All properly engraved with some words and even a picture of him, transposed directly from a photo

 

In fact, I'm so taken with this idea that, if this stone turns out as good as they sound and look? I'll arrange one for all the other Dogs I had cremated. And whose pathetic little plastic bags of greenish moon dust I've kept, in their nasty little Indian Rosewood trinket boxes, for so many years now. Always terrified that some idiot may break in, find them and decide it'd be cool to scatter them around the place.

 

I own this ground. Bought and paid for with a sack full of cash. I'm happy and contented here. I'll not live long enough to ever consider moving on now. So this is where my Dogs have been happiest and this is where, from here on in, they'll stay. This Is Home. At last.

 

 

 

My god! How the time's slipped by, as I've sat here immersed in memories of the past and plans for the future ~ such as the marked little 'Memorial Garden' I plan to sort out for my Dogs, past and yet to pass. But I intend to create us a little family graveyard, up there amongst the trees. A place where my Dogs can rest in peace and, comes the day, they can burn me and spread my own moon dust amongst them.

 

See, people?

 

 

What else need I say?

[barney 0]

You seem to me one of the richest people I "know",maybe not in money but in having found your place in the world and being at peace with yourself.From what you say Pup had as good a death as he had a life,hope that eases the hurt a bit for you.