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@eclecticzebra I am so sorry for your loss.
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@trinitee Thank you
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@eclecticzebra No way, glad to see those rants back here where they belong 🙂
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@eclecticzebra I am a big Reddit user and I see a lot of videos where people are trying to lure outside friends into the house. 99% of the ones I see, they just basically “keep the door open” for them and eventually they wander in, once they feel totally safe. It starts with them being curious, coming in and looking around, getting comfortable etc. I will see if I can dig one of these vids up…
Sorry you are going through this funk.
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@slover-william hmmm Thank you- I will check out the video! I sort of tried that, issue is- the Little dog here is just a fuzzy spastic colon of an animal gahh LOL He is a barker -small dog syndrome (why I miss my big boys) Peppa (rant a’ coming LMAO) was bottle fed by me when I found him at 2 days old, abandoned. When he was 3 months old he and one of his brothers were playing chase and he fell off the roof of our damn shed GAH!. Broke his hip and tail. I don’t give up on animals, ever! Long story short, after 6 months of nursing him back to health, he is back to being a fast runner, can finally raise his tail again and you’d never know he was ever crippled and couldn’t walk. BUT he is one of the most timid kitties I have ever seen, I think it’s because of that happening when he was a kitten. He will be more willing once winter is here, so I may wait til it gets a bit colder but he has never been an indoor kitteh-only short stints inside before we moved. I’ll can it now and watch the video LOL Thank you 🙂
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@eclecticzebra I’m so happy to see you post but so sad to see everything you’ve been dealing with in the meantime… I wish I could give you a big hug, friend! I’m a big animal person, myself, so I completely get it. It’s always so hard to lose these little guys, but it’s so rewarding to think about how great of a life we were able to share with them. I always like to read the Rainbow Bridge poem when I’m missing my fur-babies.
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“Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….”
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I’ve kind of been here. The past few months have been really rough on me honestly- had to put down one of the cats that I had bottle fed as a newborn in July, and on the 1st of this month, the gut punch was losing my almost 18 year old dog, Cannoli, who barked for me, I went in and held him and he passed as I was holding him. He was the first dog I had ever owned, taught me that dogs are just as cool as cats, was a shelter rescue and his nickname was Nurse Cannoli because when I first fell ill in 2009- that dog layed with me 24/7 through the high fevers, seizures, horrid pain, followed me when I had to crawl to the bathroom, seen me through an abusive relationship and other losses. My other dog, Piglet, passed suddenly November 2020. It feels a bit like the end of an era for me. My cat is gone, my BIG dogs are gone, all I have is the last of my 4 bottle fed kitties, Peppa who has been an outdoor cat his entire life. (and the 2 little dogs that are the Misters) I’m trying to figure out how to ween Peppa indoors without freaking him out. I’m torn between just grabbing him and keeping him indoors but I know he wants to be outside-gahh I’ve only always had indoor cats that began as that as kittens, not a shocked cat wanting out gahh I figure maybe if I make him his special spot and his litter area, if I grab him when it’s cold out, he may just get over it easier? Any ideas here? I know this post is all over the place but my brain has been as well. Full moon not helping lol I very much appreciate the welfare check -thank you- warm fuzzies knowing people do care.