This is an additional posting, as occasionally happens here, for I have learned that (in the USA at least) there is a day assigned to the memorial of pets passed. A wonderful recognition of how much our furred, finned or feathered friends leave their mark upon our lives.
Perhaps this post may not have been done were it not for recent news in Pet Blogville of the passing of Greta this week. There has been news of other pets parting also. This one, however, struck a loud chord in the ethersphere not for the fact of loss itself, but, perhaps, from the sudden and heart-wrenching nature of it. Greta, a young lady of less than two human years, was having fun you see. She was having playtime with her own siblings and with her Blogville pals, Murphy and Stanley. Shockingly, Greta departed because she ate a fungus.
As humans, we know not to munch upon mushrooms unidentified. Our pets do not have this understanding. I was not a frequent visitor to the 'pugranch' bunch; in fact rarely was I there. I cannot claim, then, to have known Greta. This did not lessen the impact of her demise. I know several of her pals quite well and could feel their pain. The shock came through the ether as only a tsunami of disbelief can.
One could not read of the partings without recalling dear Lady Victoria who meant so much to a close and wonderful friend, and, of course, my own dear ever-red-eh Jade.
I had the great privilege of sharing life with Jade for more than 14 years, all of which were healthy and playful and filled with devotion and challenge. Only in her last couple of months did she demand of me full nursing care. For those who would like to share it, you may read the post here. Her departure date was actually October 11th, but she did a 'practice run' on September 13th, which was wonderful in the sense that it gave me time to fully prepare for farewells.
Greta's group did not have time. Things happened fast. Loss is loss, but circumstances can certainly lay a heavier weight. My heart goes out to her family, with prayers for their ease.
To all who have cause for paws today; blessings, hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Jade Dog MacLean, ever-red-eh and more curious than the cat.
July 29th 1994 - Oct 11th 2008
In memoriam, also, Jasper Cat MacLean, the silver slitherer and shoulder soldier supreme.
Dec 29th 1993 - April 1st 2011
Perhaps this post may not have been done were it not for recent news in Pet Blogville of the passing of Greta this week. There has been news of other pets parting also. This one, however, struck a loud chord in the ethersphere not for the fact of loss itself, but, perhaps, from the sudden and heart-wrenching nature of it. Greta, a young lady of less than two human years, was having fun you see. She was having playtime with her own siblings and with her Blogville pals, Murphy and Stanley. Shockingly, Greta departed because she ate a fungus.
As humans, we know not to munch upon mushrooms unidentified. Our pets do not have this understanding. I was not a frequent visitor to the 'pugranch' bunch; in fact rarely was I there. I cannot claim, then, to have known Greta. This did not lessen the impact of her demise. I know several of her pals quite well and could feel their pain. The shock came through the ether as only a tsunami of disbelief can.
One could not read of the partings without recalling dear Lady Victoria who meant so much to a close and wonderful friend, and, of course, my own dear ever-red-eh Jade.
I had the great privilege of sharing life with Jade for more than 14 years, all of which were healthy and playful and filled with devotion and challenge. Only in her last couple of months did she demand of me full nursing care. For those who would like to share it, you may read the post here. Her departure date was actually October 11th, but she did a 'practice run' on September 13th, which was wonderful in the sense that it gave me time to fully prepare for farewells.
Greta's group did not have time. Things happened fast. Loss is loss, but circumstances can certainly lay a heavier weight. My heart goes out to her family, with prayers for their ease.
To all who have cause for paws today; blessings, hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Jade Dog MacLean, ever-red-eh and more curious than the cat.
July 29th 1994 - Oct 11th 2008
In memoriam, also, Jasper Cat MacLean, the silver slitherer and shoulder soldier supreme.
Dec 29th 1993 - April 1st 2011
Greta's loss was so sad. Whenever i hear of a pet passing, one i knew or not, I feel a sadness. There is something about the loss of a beloved pet that tears at my heart.
ReplyDeleteThere are many different things that bond humans together but perhaps none so tightly as the emotion of loss. One need not know the object of another's grief in order to appreciate the depths of this emotion. Thanks for your post. I will make sure her family sees it.
ReplyDeleteYour Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
Thank you for thinking of our Greta today. The support of friends helps to ease the pain
ReplyDeletehugs
Linda
Bailey & Hazel