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04 November 2007 @ 02:18 pm
 
I've lost three beloved pets this year . . . Pics behind cut, because there are many.


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On May 24th, a day before my birthday, Baldrick, named after the "Black Adder" character, went to the Rainbow Bridge after a struggle with an upper respiratory infection. He was treated with Baytril, but lost the fight. He was always such a character; he'd sometimes wake me up at night if he decided that his big brother needed a power groom. He was two years old . . . Why must rats have such short lives?


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On October 3rd, Baldrick's brother, Scamp, joined his brother, Baldrick, at the Rainbow Bridge at the age of two and a half. He was a big rat with an even bigger heart. He was a touch more independent than his in-your-face friendly brother, but nonetheless, he was the quintessential "big squish" of a rat. He loved sitting at the computer table, often in front of the monitor. Sometimes he'd brux so hard that I'd wonder if he'd wear his teeth right down to the gums!



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I lost my heart dog of ten years on the morning of October 22nd. He had a brief illness, which the vet thought was a stomach bug. Two days later, he passed away peacefully in his sleep. Words alone cannot even begin to describe how much my heart is aching.

Hamish was a great breed ambassador; in his mind, all the new people he met along his many walks he was taken out on, weren't strangers, but friends. He accepted his "sister" Suki with open paws. He bravely battled a life threatening intestinal blockage surgery, and years before, a lamb allergy which almost took his life. He was diagnosed with Hypothyroidism in March, and was a trooper. a true "die hard."

God, I feel so empty :( I wake up in the morning in tears; he almost always slept on my bed and would roll over for a belly rub when I opened my eyes. I miss his teeth clicking, I miss him licking the carpet, making entire conversations out of his little mutters and grumbles. He'd sound like an grumpy old man even when he was happy. He'd scream as he tore off after squirrels that dared to venture into the yard.



There will be other dogs in my life, no doubt, but there will never be another Hamish.
 
 
 
Rick Day: Old Catrick_day on November 4th, 2007 11:46 pm (UTC)
Your friends await you, at the other side of the bridge. Your loss is your opportunity to find others looking for their forever home, and carry the love on to the forces of life and not the individuals who inevitably pass.

Pets are like torch bearers. Once one falls, another must be there to carry on the flame's journey. If you think of the flame as humanity and love, then the concept of the pet as the torch bearer is easily understood.

I wish you well.
Blue_Eye: traciblue_eye on November 5th, 2007 01:43 am (UTC)
What beautiful photos...sorry for your losses...was Hamish named after the character in Braveheart?