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Sunday, May 20, 2012

Chinese Food Products-Here’s what’s in the chicken jerky that’s poisoning our pets

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Grieving After a Dog's Death Is a Necessary Process


  As a professional dog trainer, more often than not, the relationships I have with my clients and their dogs goes way beyond client and trainer. After all these are like their children. And in some cases, more special. After I complete training, my relationship with the client usually continues for many years thereafter.
  I put off writing this piece because of the memories it brings back to me of my own experiences and loss. I have had dogs all my life. I have experienced the heartbreak of losing a dog. Several times.
  I recently had a client back east lose a dog suddenly. He wasn’t quite 3 years old. He was very healthy. He was a Rottweiler. I trained both him and another Rottie they had, a younger one. He went to sleep one night as he always did. He never woke up. He died in his sleep of a heart attack. Suddenly, with no warning. It happens. It happens to people as well. No warning signs, no nothing.
  This person was devastated. Heart broken. This was her special boy. I tried my best to console her and try to make sense of the whole thing. The other dog was feeling it as well. When a member of the pack goes missing, the remaining members will set out searching for it. After a while if they don’t find it they will give up and move on. They will grieve, but they will move on. I told her it’s going to take time. There is a process, and you have to go through it. Both she and the other dog are doing better. It’s been a while now and it will take more time.
  I don’t think you ever really “get over it”. Both of my previous dogs Rocky, a GSD I got from a shelter when I was 19, and Wrecks, a Keeshond a friend of mine got me are both buried at the Hartsdale Canine Cemetery in Hartsdale, NY. Rocky I put down in ’92 and Wrecks in ’99. Before I moved out here to Colorado I visited their graves. I cried like a baby, even after all this time. You never forget.
  On that final journey, if you have the misfortune of having to put them to sleep, be with them. Don’t let them go through this alone. You owe that to them. You will also have more closure when you do this. They will tell you when it’s time.  I’m not saying any of this is easy, but sometimes it’s the best thing to do.
  Owning a dog can give you years of happiness and joy. And it almost seems that in a moment you have to give it all back. But you don’t. I’m sure if your dog could talk to you from beyond they would tell you not to forget them but to move on until you can be reunited. There is a poem called “The Rainbows Bridge” and it goes like this:
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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  Now I have a very good friend of mine in Oregon. She is a psychic/pet communicator and she is spot on. If any of you have lost a pet and need answers she may be able to shed some light on your situation. Feel free to contact me for her info. She does phone sessions and is very reasonably priced.
  No doubt this is a very difficult subject to discuss. Your pets may not be with you any longer, but they always will remain in your hearts.