Mourning process

[Farmercharliesblog]

On New Year’s Eve my cat was acting weird and suddenly stopped breathing! My mom stayed up all night and cared for him. My cats name was George. It is 2-3 days later now and we had to put George down. His liver and kidneys failed. Can anyone help we with the mourning process? Maby shere some of your stories? This picture is of where we buried him.
I still talk to them too.
I like to think of it as that things that die are no longer in pain or suffering. Today is my brothers birthday and he picked out that cat.
My brother shared a birthday with my great grandmother and her twin sister but they passed away at the same time but different years. Over the past few years everyone close to me has seemed to die always near one of my brothers big events. I am probably just paranoid they all died of natural causes.
When animals die it hits me harder than when people die.

R.I.P George.

 

[canesisters]

I'm so sorry!
My pets are so very important to me. Many days they might be the only interaction I have with non-screen friends.
I lost my dear boxer Birdie last June to a very sudden illness. In less than a week she went from being my active, playful wildling to being carried unconscious to the car for that terrible last trip to the vet.
I'm no stranger to grief. I can tell you that it DOES get less sharp and the memories will become bittersweet instead of painful.

((((hugs))))

 

[Mini Horses]

I agree...it takes time but pain will lesson. Remember you good times together. Feel free to go talk to him I still talk to some my past animals.

 

[Baymule]

Here’s how. I look at it. We are going to outlive our pets and livestock. They will die before we do. That’s a lot of loss and heartache over someone’s lifetime. But just think about all the joy and happiness your animals have given you. Go cry and grieve. Then get up, dust off the seat of your pants and get on with living because there is another animal out there that needs you to love it.

I’ll take the loss, I’ll take the heartbreak and grief. I’ll cry and grieve. Why? Because the joys and happiness far outweigh the heartache of loss, and if I gave up, I’d miss all the joys and happiness.