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I haven't been around much in recent years, lots of complications cluttering my life. Through it all my dogs have been my comfort and joy.

But today I wanted to say goodbye to one of them . My sweet girl Abra. She passed away recently due to complications after surgery. She fought hard to live, but her body just couldn't hang on. One surgery to many for her, and she didn't recover. I'm grateful that I had 11 years with her. She made me laugh, she comforted me during the time of my mother’s illness and death. She was forever a bright light with her impishness and droll sense of humor. Her generous devotion, and kind spirit will be with me always.

Kai and I have to find a way to honor her memory. It's been hard for him, they had never been separated for very long. He has other dog buddies but not his sister :rolleyes: I did find that feeding him with one of the research dogs I adopted has made the transition easier. It's always a shock to wake up one day and realize that your babies are actually geriatric dogs. Still full of energy but not young anymore. Where does the time go? What do we do with those vacated spaces in our hearts they inhabited for so long. This isn't my first loss, nor the only "special" dog that has gone on before me. But the void is there, the longing to see her wicked appealing eyes on me once again. "Good bye" is such vague term for the way we articulate the passing of our canine companions. Nothing else can fill that role quite like they do. Some of the sweet light in the world passed away with Abra. She was one of the best of them.

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I'm very sorry to hear of your loss. I know she's left a hole in your heart but here's hoping that another loving animal will create their own space there, and dull the ache for you.

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I am so sorry to hear about Abra. She was a beautiful girl. I hope this helps...I know it did help me.

 

We are thinking now of a setter, whose coat was flame in the sunshine, and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This setter is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple, or any flowering shrub is an excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or gnawed at a flavorous bone, or lifted his head to challenge some intruder. These are good places in life or in death. Yet it is a small matter, and it touches sentiment more than anything else. For if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where that dog sleeps at long and at last. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked, and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture lane where most exhilarating cattle graze, it is all one to the dog, and all one to you, and nothing is gained, nothing is lost, if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a dog. One place that is best of all.

 

If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have, he will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death and down the well remembered path and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they shall not growl at him, or resent his coming, for he is yours and belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper pitched too fine for mere audition, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. The one best place to bury a good dog is the heart of his master.

 

Run free Abra...you have many good dogs waiting for you at the bridge.

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I lost a treasured friend today,

The little dog who used to lay

Her gentle head upon my knee

And share her silent thoughts with me...

 

She'll come no longer to my call,

Retrieve no more her favorite ball;

A voice far greater than my own

Has called her to His golden throne.

 

Although my eyes are filled with tears,

I thank Him for the happy years

He let her spend down here with me

And for her love and loyalty.

 

When it is time for me to go

And join her there, this much I know...

I shall not fear the transient dark

For she will greet me with her bark.

 

~ Author Unknown

 

Via con Dios, Abra. You will be reunited with Andrea some day; when the time comes, it will be your job to guide her home.

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Thank you all, even after being gone for so long your kindness is still abundant as ususal. I knew here I would find those that understood. I work where Abra spent her last days and was with her at the end. It was the kindest thing we could do.

She is running free, so many good dogs, and other animals, have paved her way. Maybe she and the Setter are under yet another Cherry tree maybe even sharing that bone :rolleyes: Thanks again

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