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My dog is going to die, he is 12 years old. His named is Che. I don't know what I'm going to do when he dies. We would be lucky if he lives until next January. He's like a brother to me, I've known him since I was 5 years old. I cry everyday because there's nothing I can do and that one day I will miss him so much. I just can't bare the thought of life without Che, I used to think that he would die when I was ninety. I'm just so confused and scared.
I just saw I Am Legend and it was sad. O Cobaka, Kak yevo zovut?
I'm so sorry to hear your news, Ed. I know how you must feel. The loss can be the same as when you lose a human loved-one. I lost a dog to sad circumstances, as well; and it's heartbreaking. Keep the fond memories of him close. ;)
It stood out in my off-line email list:
Reply to entry 'My dog is going to die' at blog: Edward
No need for me to open it up; it was evident that the time had come.
"Poor, poor dog," some would say...
"Oh, no," I would counter, "He was a very rich canine."
"He had the uncanny ability to recover from terribly adverse situations. He was an unrelenting ("dogged"?) trooper. Even when the most insidious of all came along, he fought it and stayed in this world longer than many dogs would have been capable of doing.
"He had a master who not only loved him and provided the best for him, but also greatly admired his tenacity. This master never took for granted the courage and strength that his animal companion possessed."
You (Edward) and the dog were rich for having one another; wherever his remains will finally rest... that place will become richer, too.
Perhaps go outside with a camera when you're feeling pain or despair; take pictures of what reminds you most your dog's glory.
My deepest condolences, and also, I hope, a small spark of light.
The fight with cancer is lost. My dog died this morning.
Edward, it's now two months later, and there's been no mention of your brave animal companion...
I'm afraid to ask this... afraid to hear the answer... but I must ask.. what is your dog's state of being now?
Dear Edward... maybe you don't know me... I'm a simple member of wired new york 'cause I really love your town, also if I live so far away from you... My little angel, Argo, died last 12 august in an unexpected way... he was two years... and I still can't believe it... he suffered a week a long, horrible week and a part of me is dead with his eyes... last year I had already lost my Matisse, he was a basset houd of fourteen years old... he had five cancers and I put him to sleep because no veterinary could do anything... I'm with you.
I cannot stand Bjorks voice. Some of her melodies are alright, but that voice!! I guess to each their own, but I don't know how anybody could listen to that voice for more than 5 seconds, I'd rather listen to nails on a chalkboard.
There's a bias that you appear to not have, but some people (like me) seem to be stuck with: the tendency to analyze quotes and not feel their mood.
After you said that it was a "mood quote," I looked at it again and sort of felt it. The true feeling didn't come, however, until I was so bold as to put Don DeLillo's prose into poetry form:
these are all
these things as they
(My apology to Mr. DeLillo if he finds it annoying when people mangle his great works. (As if he's going to read a Rapunzel blog entry...))
Don't look for logic - this is literature - you are supposed to feel it...
Edward, the quote may not be that 'good'. I'm beginning to think that it has little meaning, since the definitions of 'unnatural' may be as numerous as the number of people on our planet.
I am not that good. That's Don DeLillo - White Noise.
"Pain, death, reality, these are all unnatural. We can't bear these things as they are."
Very interesting quote. (An Edward original?) Makes me wonder what the definition of "unnatural" really is.
Wow Edward, sounds like a scrappy ol' critter. So sorry.
My girlfriend's cat is going to die of cancer, we know as of last week. My own dog died a few years ago, and I never put her cat in the same "league" believing in the superiority of dogs over cats, but trust me, she is as sad as I ever was over my dog. And truthfully, the cat has grown on me too. I will miss him, and it sucks. The good news is, if there is any, is that he doesn't know he has cancer.
Sorry to hear this sad news.
What sad news, and what a day to get it. The randomness involved in "The Decision" of which creatures get to live -- it seems terribly unfair. With all your dog had been through and toughed out, he certainly deserved a lot more time on this earth.
A month ago, Zerlina's two-year-old dog unexpectedly passed away, and she started the topic, I'm so sad. I know that you were away at that time and may not have had a chance to see it.
The more you learn about your body the more you learn about what could and probably will eventually go wrong for yourself, family, and friends human or otherwise. Sorry to hear about this Edward. Just remember and know that there will be happiness beyond this moment of pain.
Well, here is a new WNY milestone. Congrats on this wildly popular site.