Memories with your beloved pets who have passed away.

RIP Yoshi, 4/9/09

My doggy just died today, and I already miss him.

The horrible thing was that he died just before I woke up.

Wonderful thing to wake up to, yes? ....

I've been bawling my eyes out since 10:20, but I'm better now.

I remember everyday my dog's paws would klickety-klack on the wood floor.

And when he jumped on the couch even when we told him not to.

And when he drank from his hamster water-dispenser, haha.

What about you guys? Share your stories here.

I'm really glad you made this thread =)
My dog died 2 weeks ago, and I was so upset... until yesterday, every time I thought about her I burst into tears. I miss her so much, but I know that she was old, and had a happy life =]
I knew she was going to die, which was heart-breaking, but I'm glad I had the chance to say good bye and tell her I loved her.
I remember how she used to bark and chase the hoover whenever we used it.. and how if you used the garden hose she would jump in front of it and try to drink the water. She was a bit of a nutter :tehe:
But towards the end she was so weak, and sad.. she couldn't walk, however hard she tried, and she was deaf and going blind. It was her time to go, and I know she's happy now.

I've had her since I was 2 years old, and the house seems so quiet without her... even my other dog, who didn't like her, misses her. She's been moping =(

I'm sorry about Yoshi, I know how hard it is when a dog dies.

RIP Ellie 26/03/09. Love and miss you. <3

Exactly a year ago, I was watching my dog die. [What sucks is that my birthday is tomorrow....]

I remember how he'd sleep with me at night. The first day I got him, I was hovering over him. Every time we drove in the car, he'd throw up his guts. =] One time I didn't want him to move 'cause I just had to leave the room really quick and I was eight so I wrapped him up in my blanket and he looked so weird with his head poking out of a purple fuzzy blanket. Me and my friend were fighting over which Sim he thought was cuter. =] I remember chasing after him as he ran from the house. He used to always think he was the boss to the golden retriever who is five times his size.

I lost my guinea pig a few years ago.
I was distraught because he was my last one, and I was very attached to him.
My favourite memory was how he used to vibrate when I stroked him.

I'm so glad I saw this thread. Last year I had a two year old Carpet Python called Sid and his light bulb went out. He caught pnemonia in the time it took us to get him a new one because the only shop in the town I live that sells them was closed for renovations. He died three weeks later on 13th June 2008. I still miss and love him. I cried for a whole week. I am not capable of getting another snake because I feel like that would be replacing Sid. I loved him. I still love him.

R.I.P. Sid xxx

I had this pet hamster, he's name was Spidey. I really love him a lot. I miss him so much. The most memorable part about him is that he was really sweet and sensitive. And I really miss the part where he would walk around my head. XD It's really hard to explain. But it was sort of like that.

I had a pet mouse called Serena when I was 10. She was beautiful and we always used to hang out together. She died a year later.

I also had a pet Budgie, who I raised from an egg. He was great because I kind of trained him to attack only my brother, so when he would pester my bird (whose name was Flyer, because I was oh so origional at 3 years old) then he would get bitten.

I had a dog named Kelly, who was litterally older then me, she died a few years ago, the day before my birthday.
That is the worst way to enter your teens, when your dog just died. She was the best, she used to play in the mud with me, and I pulled her around by the ear because once again, I was little and didn't know better, but she had the best temperment.

he died in front of me. our dog Silver who's a daushund died last july 24. missed him a lot. he's such a joy to me and to everyone else in the family ( my brother and his family). but we got a new one. Silver's own nephew :-) it's like his back with us and we named him "Pluto".

My other dog died today. How wierd.
He fell down the stairs and drowned in our pool.
He had terrible artheritis and had fallen down the stairs many times, its like he almost knew he had to die, we were thinking about putting him down some time next week, then I wake up, and he's dead.
R.I.P Nova.

I remember my dog Stanzee (we adopted her I have no clue where the name came from) tried to jump into our car and come back home with us after living with my grandma for about 4 years. It was sort of funny.

Also once my uncle's dog was licking me on the nose and he accidentally bit me. I started crying (I was only six) and the dog's sister (another dog) pushed him off of me and I swear she rolled her eyes. :XD

I remember the day my cat Misty died (i know this sounds corny but she was my soul mate) i grew up with her from the day i was born to the day she died. i too woke up and she was already dead, and to think i was in such a happy mood that morning. Misty used to sleep on my bed at night, and when i was little she used to sleep UNDER the blankets in my dolls cot. we were so close that she use to sit on the side of the bath when i was taking a bath when i was little.
when she died, my world tore apart, and my heart broke into a million pieces, there has not been a day since then that i haven't thought about her. and i miss it how she used to come up to me and smooch my face with her whiskers scratching across my soft skin. i remember, after it happened i don't think there was a night where i didn't cry for at least a year http://www.mibba.com/data/board-smilies/icon_sad.gif
but I'm thankful that god has a plan for me because if Misty didn't die i now wouldn't have Blobby or Mellon (the sun shines out of their asses lol)

I have to put my amazing dog Buddy down this Saturday. I really really don't want to, but she's got a tumor the size of a softball on the side of her head and it's started to grow into her throat, so.. She will be happier if she isn't suffering. So I guess she'll be going on a little solo journey until I can make it to the rainbow bridge to travel the rest of the way with her. I know she loves me and she knows I love her, so it will be okay. I'll miss her so much, but I know she'll always be with me in my heart. So it's more of a "see you later", not a goodbye.
I also let my first rat, Shaddix go a month ago. He died right in my arms, but I know he is happy in his little heaven and I will see him again... I think that having to deal with his death has helped me a lot, because I know what to expect with Buddy... I miss him, though. Poster rat of A.D.D. ratty babies, lol.

Just remember... when your pet passes, it's because they have taught you what you needed to learn from them. Yes, there will be more pets in your life, but the ones you have to let go have spent their time well. Their passing is their last lesson... on how to let go and live on and to be patient, because the day will come when you shall see them again and live on together eternally.

Two of my dogs died, last year, two months apart.
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My cat Jake used to chase me screaming through my house. When he wasn't chasing me, he was the sweetest cat ever. I miss him so much. My mum still puts flowers on his grave and it's been five years.

The day before my ninth birthday, my mom told us that we had to put my corgi Bella to sleep. I didn't get over it for two years; my other corgi, Cori, we had to put to sleep on my best friend's 11th birthday. I cried so hard for the both of them, and I still miss them.
R.I.P.
Cori and Bella
Love you guys

My cat Milly died in november...she was run over by a neighbour a few days before my 18th birthday party. :(

I remember when she was still a kitten and she used to suck our earlobes thinking they were teats...and the way she absolutely REFUSED to use the cat flap and instead sat on the window ledge crying for someone until we opened the front door to let her in and she mewed a "thanks" to us.

My sister moved about 2 years ago and her neighbors dog had just had siberian husky/malamute puppies and she told us about them and how she wanted one, so we went to see them and me and her both ended up getting a puppy. Hers was named Mishka and mine was named Kaiya. They dug a hole under our fence and escaped. I saw my dog Kaiya get hit by a car, and held her as she died. She was only 9 months her 3rd birthday would have been yesterday. My sister still has Mishka. I miss her so much still.

Well, my dog, Lacy, died in September. People tell you that "it's just an animal" and "you'll get over it" but it took me a VERY long time to. I still think of her and it kills me. I got her when I was born and she died when she was about to turn 15. It hurt so badly when I realized that she was slowly dieing. I mean, one day she was fine, and then she just started to downfall. First, with the not eating, then she was panting all the time even when it wasn’t hot. She wouldn't drink. She began to lose weight, and finally, when we thought things couldn't get any worse, she lost her vision.
Just to see her walk around like that, slowly, barely moving at times, just trying to find her way to go outside, it killed me. Like, stabbing a knife in slowly and twisting it for days.
My mom had been telling me we had to "put her down." But I was being selfish and pushing it off. I didn't want to lose her. I believed that if I just held onto hope, she'd be ok soon too.
But that's not how it worked.
I realized one day, when I was sitting next to her and she was looking up at me, though I knew she couldn't see, I had to let her go. This was like torture making her live like that.
And when my dad got home from work, he and my mom went to put her down. I said my goodbyes and pet her, kissing the top of her head, and whispering what I knew was a lie "It's gonna be ok." and I didn't go with them to the vet's. I couldn't. It hurt too much. So I stayed home and sobbed.
I still remember that day and we have her collar hanging up on the door. And there' just this hole in me that darkens every time I think about her.
I don't think anyone can really move on after a pet that close to them passes.
God bless them.

My cat died 13 days before my birthday=[. What I remember he used to do is that he would always lie down next to me until I fell asleep, then he would sleep on my floor until I woke up. Then when I got home from school he would follow me around. It was so nice.

My beautiful friend Daisy died in October of 04 and I still cry sometimes when I think about her. Actually, I am crying as I write this.

She was amazing. I remember going swimming with her in the summer, sleeping with her in the winter and when I had a nightmare. When I was three or four, I wanted to sleep with her so bad, I would go lay down on her bed. She would then go sleep in my bed.

People say you get over it, but October will be five years and the wound is still raw. I think about her every day, and I have pictures of her just sitting near my bed. One of them rests on top of her ashes and personal effects we kept.

This is the reason I hate October as a whole. It reminds me of her last days and the days following.