Grieving Collie - Any suggestions, please!

This most be such a frustrating time
Sounds  there was a incredible bond there
My thought are with you
Ann Oppelaar

I'm sorry to hear about your loss. That's so sad. My friend thinks maybe an Animal Communicator and Holistic Consultant may help. Her name Betty Lewis, her email is pawsreflect@earthlink.net and her telephone number is 1-603-673-3263. My friend has used her several times with good success. Good luck to you and your Collie.

TyAnne

I am so sorry.  What a lovely story of loyalty and the love that dogs can give and share.  Tragic, and sad... but very touching.  {{{ hugs to you and your family }}} 

Connie, I am so sorry to read about your losses.  I cried when I read about ^Buck^ and then to hear of ^Gypsy^ ...I found it too much... so I cannot even imagine what you must be feeling.   I lost my Newfy ^Beau^, almost 4 years ago and I still cannot say his name out loud without crying.  You must take the time you need to grieve.  Your heart is full of pain and must be breaking and there is nothing we can do to help you except be here for you when you need us. The two sound like they were inseparable... and now they are together again.  You have two wonderful furangels to watch over you and the rest of your family.
Sending you gentle hugs
Carrie

A dear friend of mine who supported me through my loss wrote the following....I am a bridgemom...I hope you don't mind my sharing this with you.....

                  Bridgemom

 When asked why I wore a “Rainbow” pin,
 “I’m a Bridgemom”, I explained to him.
 “Whatever does ‘a Bridgemom’ mean?
 That’s the oddest word I’ve ever seen.”
 A Bridgemom misses an angel…..with fur
 or perhaps with feathers…...a him or a her.
 A Bridgemom is one who knows the love
 Of a precious furchild lent from above.
 A Bridgemom saves bits and pieces of hair,
 Lovingly collected from the cloth of a chair….
 She may have a scrap of a little clipped nail,
 Or fluff that was saved from a big fuzzy tail.
 She remembers lullabyes softly sang,
 And around her neck a locket may hang.
 A Bridgemom will cry at the drop of a hat….
 From the smell of “this”….or the sound of “that”.
 Maybe a blankie or a coat of red
 Lays every night at the foot of her bed.
 She has pictures on most every wall…..
 And a precious, well-used tennis ball.
 She may tend a grave or hug an urn…
 And glimpse her angel at every turn.
 A Bridgemom remembers each little bark,
 Each and every walk in the park.
 She remembers a piggy who uttered a purr
 Each time his Mom touched his silky fur.
 The chirp of a bird…each tiny “mew”,
 The first time they met….she remembers that, too.
 Bridgemoms dry each others tears…..
 Embrace their hopes and calm their fears.
 Every Bridgemom bears a scar on her heart…
 The piece that’s missing….it covers that part.
 With an aching heart she remembers the day
 When her forever baby went away……..
 Whether bird or dog or lizard or cat……
 Oh yes, every Bridgemom remembers that……..
 For every Bridgemom,
 ‘Mo’s Mom Carol
 August 21, 2002

I know how you feel I lost A cat that I had for four years, we were gone two days % kid next door was taking care of things including feeding & watering Dog & Cat & when we got back tabby our beloved cat was missing we never found her. it was like losing a child. I morned for about 6 months Is this normal   ARCH 10

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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