When our pets die

Rainbow Bridge – Author Unknown

Gilda came into our lives as a stray whom we rescued some 14 years ago when she was about 2 years old. It was actually a very long, stressful and convoluted story but we were fortunate to legally adopt her from her owners with the help of our local shelter. She was also fortunate that it was my car she stepped out into the road in front of that day. I first wrote about her HERE and also celebrated her 12th birthday HERE .

Gilda was a Belgian Laekenois and Belgian Malinois cross. She had been purchased by a young family in our neighborhood to be a guard dog. Belgians are a special breed that can be difficult for inexperienced dog owners to handle. It was not a good mix and she found herself in a horrible situation. I won’t go any further into details except that by the time she stepped into traffic in front of my moving car she was malnourished and maladjusted. At the moment my eyes landed on her I didn’t yet realize the blessing the universe had just placed into my path, I just knew I had to get this strange and frightened dog to safety.

After many healthy years here with us, Gilda started her decline about a year ago. It was slow and she had many wonderful days, but she had some struggles too. It’s when the struggles outweigh the good days that we owners have to make that final hard choice. Last Saturday it appeared it was about time to call the vet for the home visit, by Sunday evening it was obvious. Monday morning at 8 am the phone weighed about 20 pounds as I dialed the number, fortunately they had a 12 noon opening for the same day.

Monday was a beautiful day and The Better Half had the day off. We were able to open all the doors and windows and spend the morning right here on the house giving her her favorite treats, help her out into her yard for a few last trips and lounge on the floor with her in her comfy bed. We were all blessed as the breeze blew through the house and she could part this life peacefully with us and all her sibling dogs at her side.

While we will never see her beautiful sparkling eyes again in this life, we know we will on the other side. She was the most loyal, loving and gentle soul that anyone could ever be blessed with in life.

Goodbye for now Gilda. Please say hello to Mitzi, Virgil, Diva, & Nina for us. We love you and look forward to the day we can hold you close again.

Gilda with Fearsome

Gilda with Hazel

 

Gilda and Nina

Her eyes

Godspeed.

26 thoughts on “When our pets die

  1. I am so sorry for your loss. How lucky for Gilda that she landed in your home. I am sure she knew your love and care for many years. Thanks for all the rescues you have welcomed into your home. You are wonderful Dads.

  2. Oh there is no sorrow like the loss of pet.
    There are no words to say or comfort.
    It is what we pay for loving them; we feel so bad when they go.

  3. What a gorgeous face.
    Just know that you saved her, and loved her, and she saved you and loved you right back.

    RIP Gilda

  4. Gilda was a precious gift lucky to have you as the receiver. Giving the gift back is never easy, paw prints run deep in the heart.

  5. A most loving, tearful farewell to our dearest Gilda with gratitude for being who you are – and with much thanks to FB for taking care of you. Goodbye for now, lovely one.

  6. “We were all blessed as the breeze blew through the house and she could part this life peacefully with us and all her sibling dogs at her side.”

    And that is the best way our dear pets can go.

    XOXOXOX

  7. That Rainbow Bridge story is much more comforting than the Kipling poem.

    Gilda made a wise choice in adopting you and The Better Half as her humans.

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