Clobbersaurus
Active Member
I'm hoping it's okay to post this.
My first guy, Puff, passed one year ago today, 2.2.06. It's a lot harder than I thought it was going to be to deal with. Right now exactly a year ago we wererushing to take him to the hospital. He passed later that night. When I brought him in, we filled out the paperwork and they wanted to take him to check him out. I told him it was okay, that I would see him in a few minutes, and that I loved him more than anything. I never saw him again. He was there for around 18 hours, and they always has an excuse why I could not come and visit him. I believed that if he saw me that he might have felt a bit better, and maybe not so scared. They called me just after 10:30pm and told me he had stopped breathing. I screamed and dropped the phone. My wife picked it up and talked to them for a minute. She asked if they could perform CPR, but they said they had tried. They put him in a box. We bought a big Rubbermaid bin, I wrapped the box in one of my (at the time)1 year-old sons blankets, and we put that in the bin and buried him.
I am sorry for posting a sad story. I'm not looking for a pity party, or anything like that. But it's 2.2.07, I am crying, and I just wanted...I don't know what I wanted to do. I want to tell him I love him more than anything, allof us here love him and miss him more than anything. And that I don't know what happens after this, but if there is a Heaven and I am lucky enough to make it there,that it would only be Heaven when we are all together again. And that when it's my time to go, that if I see that white light and tunnel people are always talking about, I want to see a little black hopping silhouette coming from out of that light to take me with him.
I am a pretty reserved person. I don't like showing vulnerability or weakness. I guess it's just some stupid male thing. I don't really share any pictures of my furry friends with anyone. It's just something about me, I can't explain it. But I am going to post one because he deserves it. This is Puff. Heis thebest guy I've ever known(along with his brother who is still here, thank God). And even though we didn't share the same blood or DNA, I will always consider him my son.
I will miss you every day until we are together again. I love you more than anything, Puff.
My first guy, Puff, passed one year ago today, 2.2.06. It's a lot harder than I thought it was going to be to deal with. Right now exactly a year ago we wererushing to take him to the hospital. He passed later that night. When I brought him in, we filled out the paperwork and they wanted to take him to check him out. I told him it was okay, that I would see him in a few minutes, and that I loved him more than anything. I never saw him again. He was there for around 18 hours, and they always has an excuse why I could not come and visit him. I believed that if he saw me that he might have felt a bit better, and maybe not so scared. They called me just after 10:30pm and told me he had stopped breathing. I screamed and dropped the phone. My wife picked it up and talked to them for a minute. She asked if they could perform CPR, but they said they had tried. They put him in a box. We bought a big Rubbermaid bin, I wrapped the box in one of my (at the time)1 year-old sons blankets, and we put that in the bin and buried him.
I am sorry for posting a sad story. I'm not looking for a pity party, or anything like that. But it's 2.2.07, I am crying, and I just wanted...I don't know what I wanted to do. I want to tell him I love him more than anything, allof us here love him and miss him more than anything. And that I don't know what happens after this, but if there is a Heaven and I am lucky enough to make it there,that it would only be Heaven when we are all together again. And that when it's my time to go, that if I see that white light and tunnel people are always talking about, I want to see a little black hopping silhouette coming from out of that light to take me with him.
I am a pretty reserved person. I don't like showing vulnerability or weakness. I guess it's just some stupid male thing. I don't really share any pictures of my furry friends with anyone. It's just something about me, I can't explain it. But I am going to post one because he deserves it. This is Puff. Heis thebest guy I've ever known(along with his brother who is still here, thank God). And even though we didn't share the same blood or DNA, I will always consider him my son.
I will miss you every day until we are together again. I love you more than anything, Puff.
