Journey's End - the price of loving an animal

Professor Walsh

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... their lives (apart from a few exotic animals) are so short. I've just had my horse vetted after feeling increasingy uneasy about his feet lately. He didn't seem all wrong, but was decidedly not all right. He was putting his hooves down a bit different than I'm used to, and he was acting out of character when ridden. I brushed it off as Arabian Primadonna antics for a while, or a broken heart after his favourite girl decided to focus more on school, but at the end of the day I just couldn't ease the feeling of something being wrong.

Well. I was right. His knees are not ok, and he'll be put down in one or two weeks time. The skin under my eyes feel a bit like I've been too long by the sea on a rough day.

The video is longish, and sappy. It's not of much interest unless you genuinely like to watch other people's horses. Or want to hear "Tennessee Waltz".

[ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y4FWBSnpw6I"]YouTube - Memories from a riding lesson[/ame]
 
aw that is so sad. I am so sorry ;(

It is the hardest thing. To part from an animal.
 
It's hard for someone who has never shared their life with a horse or a dog to understand the very special bond that can be formed. I've had dogs, and I've had horses. I've loved each and every one of them, each in a very special way, always different, always unique, and I've always felt the terrible loss when that special friend leaves me. Even though we form these friendships knowing that they will end far too quickly, we still grieve for awhile, and then, if we are lucky, find another to love, to share a part of our lives with. They never replace the friends that we have lost, nothing ever could, but they establish themselves in our lives with a bond that is, if not the same, just as unique and just as strong, We never forget those who we have lost, but I have noticed one amazing thing, again and again. It's as though the new ones know, as though pain and grief have some unique scent, or there's an aura of saddened that surrounds us, and they can tell. Not always, but far too often to be coincidence, they know, and they actually try to comfort and support us through thw worst of the pain.

Maybe I'm just an old man with too vivid an imagination, but that is what I have felt and seen with others throughout my life. The joy and companionship that we share with pets and special animals has always been, to me, one of the greatest gifts that a benevolent God could ever bestow upon us, and I am always grateful for that, even in the moments of loss, If there was never any bond to begin with, there would never be the feeling of loss when that bond is severed. It's a high price, but one that I willingly pay, because the happiness shared in thetime spent together is one of the true treasures in life.

But someone else said it far more eloquently than I ever could:



Rainbow Bridge

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....

Author unknown...
 
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i guess the rainbow bridge poem is quite popular. someone sent it to me when i put my dog down when she was 18.
Thanks, all of you. In times like these I always feel that writing things down helps clearing my head. Right now, yesterday feels a bit unreal - I don't think the magnitude of losing the horse I've loved for nearly a decade has quite sunken in yet.

and I am always grateful for that, even in the moments of loss, If there was never any bond to begin with, there would never be the feeling of loss when that bond is severed. It's a high price, but one that I willingly pay, because the happiness shared in thetime spent together is one of the true treasures in life.

That's how I feel, too. I was actually saying as much to my husband when I spoke to him just after having seen the vet leave. I have never, not for a second, not even in the deepest grief just after following a beloved dog to the vet or a trusted riding school favourite to the slaughter, for a second felt that it is not worth the price. Everything that's truly worth having comes with a price.

If anyone is horrified that I can take a horse to the abbatoir rather than have it euthanised, please bear in mind that it is nothing like the PETA pictures you've seen on the 'Net or in brochures. Here, you can make an early morning appointment and follow your horse all the way from the transport until it's shot. This horse will be euthanised, though, in this case that was the better solution.
 
Sometimes, life can present us with rather lovely surprises. A family who also loves my horse rose to the occasion and has offered to give him the necessary rehabilitation time needed for us to see if cortisone treatment can help his joints.

Wow. I am not putting down my horse on Friday.
 
awesome news hun! Most of my pets ive owned were small with short lives. But I now have a cat who I've spent the past 5 years with and feel like we've been together forever. She's my best friend, always at my side (kind of like a dog that way lol) and I don't know what ill do when she leaves me.

My boyfriend had his cat clyde for 17 years (a loooong life for a feline) and put him down earlier this year. He still cries when he sees pictures of him. It's rough; they are family to us, even closer. They never judge or desert you, always listen, always show the purest love.

My best wishes your your horse. I don't think you mentioned it, but what's his name?
 
That's great news! Fingers crossed for you and your four legged freind that all goes well!
 
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