How I Grieve the LOSS of a Dog - EP.22

Few things are as emotional as the loss of a beloved dog or any person. Often times we don’t feel that others understand. In this video podcast I share my own experiences and shed some light onto grieving and dealing with the loss.

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[slickmuck]

I’m a single truck driver 3 years ago my dog Bear was 17.5 The last 4 years was on 3 legs. Too fractured to fix He finally got too tired and I had to put him down. He was with me 24/7. Then 5 days later I had to put my other dog down from cancer. Going from them being all I had to having nothing within 5 days was Heartbreaking
Nobody understood what I was going through. That was 3 years ago. And I still cry thinking about them. I’m 49 now I’d like to think I’ll see them again someday.
RIP Bear and Zipper

[bellablueheadlam]

I euthanized my best friend Brooklyn last week and my guilt was and still is tremendous. He was the best dog ever! Everyone that met him told me he was the best dog they ever met. I am not sleeping, and have difficulty concentrating. I have never cried so much before! I talk to him and I hope he knows how much I loved him. We shared over 11 years of love and wonderful memories together. He was so well behaved. Some people referred to him as a human in a fur body because his intelligence and kindness. I love you Brooklyn!

[Dayofthedog]

I just lost my soul mate after almost 17 years together. I'm utterly lost without her.

[MZ-rvbu]

There is "nothing" like the love of a dog.

[stingrayshark]

Cherish everyday with your pet because their lives are too short. Give them the best life possible.

[whichypoohs]

My little 22 year old Jack Russell passed yesterday. I’m broken and EMPTY. I found your channel. Thank YOU and GOD BLESS ❤️

[jennylim]

I really needed to hear this as I just lost my 17.6 years old furbaby. I had to let him go because I can't bear to let him suffer. I'm heartbroken and feel so painful now, waking up knowing he is not here with me physically. 😢💔I miss all my 8 furbabies who have passed throughout the years. I have no human kids and my furbabies are my children.😢💔

[annastiskin]

I lost my furry son ROCCO at 16 years old, this past April 2024. Now it's December 2024. My holidays are not the same. I miss you terribly, 💔💔💔💔 and I love you ROCCO always 💗 ❤

[actioncollectibles]

I lost my dog last week. I have never felt grief like this before. It really hurts. I feel like my heart wants to burst knowing I couldn't see him in real life anymore. I keep scrolling through photos and videos of him. It's not enough. I wake up and he's not there. It's so quiet at home. I truly feel lost and I just cry all the time. I am surrounded by people who don't understand so I just shut myself in and not go out or meet anyone. He 's my boy and I love him and miss him so much. I'm so devastated. I wish I could hold him and see his face, kiss him and go for our walkies again everyday like before. Morning and night time is when it hurts the most. There's so much pain it's unbearable at times. I just love my boy so much.

[AM-eliv]

We let our Coco, Boston Terrier of almost 15 years, go in peace 2 days ago. He was deaf due to mometamax ear drops from previous vet at 13 years, had all his teeth removed this summer but recovered fast. Up to a month or so ago he would run and play like he was 2 years old. Then had IVDD out of nowhere. Recovered from that, relapsed, and was put on meds. Ate every day, seemed without pain, although he could not walk he would let me know when he needed to go out, and He was getting exercice with the help of a IVDD harness. But 2 nights ago, Coco, his sister Nina, my wife, our parrot, and me were in the couch watching tv together. He had what looked like a stroke at 8pm. Took him to emergency vet and we euthanized him a few hours later. I'm almost 50, American combat vet of the Iraq war as a hospital corpsman with the marines, and current ICU nurse. Have seen so many people die, trauma, tragedy etc, but I cry everyday for my little dude like I never did in my life. Sweetest creature on earth. 15 years went too fast with you accompanying us. Always cheering us up with his silliness, intelligence, appetite for food, and eternal of love.

[carolemuenzer]

I think it’s even harder to lose a pet than a person sometimes. Such short lives.
I’m blessed to have my animals all buried here on our ranch, even my horse.

[princhipessa]

My dogs mean the world to me. In my eyes I just lost my son. There isn’t anything anyone can say to make me feel better 💔

[angelacooper]

Just had to put my sweet Lucy to sleep. This was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I am heartbroken and lost. It seems it’s not real. I want my dog back so bad. I pray I will see her one day. I’m a mess. She gave me such unconditional love! I will never ever forget her.

[lynnelarkin]

Robert, Thank you for this. I lost my nearly 17 yr old Jack Russel, Daisy, this January. She was my first dog and I will never recover from that loss. She was my constant, loyal and loving companion. I have lost a child and it is the exact same feeling. So many people just don't understand how the loss of a pet can be so devastating. Thank you for validating those feelings. Bless you

[LuzBlanco-cd]

I put my Bristy to sleep today after 17 1/2 years full of mutual love & friendship. And I don’t know how common it is but honestly I want to go with her, I can’t be in this house without her

[BenevaMcfarland]

I had to make the decision to euthanize my beautiful mare. I cared for her for 20 years. She was 27. I tried to make her better and tried everything the vet suggested for over a month. I begged God everyday to heal her and had complete faith he would do just that. She never got better. I would have done anything for her. June 11th was the worst day of my life. She is buried in my pasture so I know she will be honored in death. I still cant speak or think of her without crying . Luckily my gelding who is 25 only cried out for her for a few hours. It was heartbreaking. Thanks for the video. Im just really trying to process this in a healthy way. 😢😢😢my biggest thing was not another person will ever understand our bond and relationships and love that was reciprocated. The seconf hardest was the empty space was so big. I dont even know if that makes sence. I cant wait to see all my animals waiting in heaven one day. Oh the joy of that moment i cant even imagine.

[ginnyanderson]

No loss like it. Nothing compares to the depth, for many people. Don't worry about those who do not get it, it is their sad loss to have never experienced that kind of bond and love. It's your journey, your grief, your pet. It may take a life time, of grief.

[BlueMoon-vo]

My Betzy died Sunday. She was always with me. A dog with so much love for me every moment.

[CCOREY]

A lot of people will find relief in your podcast Robert, and write their stories here.
When my beloved shepherd got diagnosed with lymphoma at 12 years of age, an otherwise extremely healthy dog, still a crack frisbee athlete at 12, I thought my world crashed....Like a record player needle screeching across the vinyl, and came to a complete halt. The world tilted at that moment. That was October of 2016, and he died in my arms in February 2017. I went through extremes to try to save him. I paid as much as others do for a new car, to vets and therapies. I never once looked at the bill...just gave them my credit card and signed without looking. He was my world, my everything. Their eyes say it all...they don’t have to talk. I traveled the world with him, from Europe to all over the USA. Everyone loved him, and he brought a true smile to countless people in 12 years. When I held him in all those months of sickness, I could not say goodbye...I knew we were fighting a losing battle...all my friends thought to themselves why don’t I just “put him down”...I couldn’t. I waited until my soul said it’s time. It was very late in his sickness. I then found a God-sent vet that came to my house...on a Sunday, and sat with us for 3 hours, just talking about how hard this is, before I gave the nod to her, and she took out her syringes...
I held him until his last breath and whispered into his ear about all the wonderful things we would do again...walk and run on the beach, climb mountains, play frisbee ....until that last breath of life.
My boy...from birth, for 12 years by my side....was gone. His body was still here but that spirit that made him was gone.
I can’t talk to many people about this...that even after almost 3 years, my heart is still so broken and I will never be the same happy person. I don’t dream anymore, I hardly laugh....Many people just don’t understand this.
One day, when I was at the vet for a round of chemo, one man, in his 50s or 60s, an architect here in Seattle, was sitting in the waiting room while his dog was also getting chemo, and he confessed to me in a low voice...that this death, when it comes to his dog, will effect him more than if his beloved kids were to die. He was ashamed to admit it...but I understood completely.
Our dogs become us....they are with us every second...they are indeed angels sent to us. They make us better people.

[kasiamorris]

It's been over four years since I lost my beloved Buster and I still cry about it. He was mine canine soulmate - a nightmare to start with, a drug house puppy completely unsocialised with humans and acting more like a wild cornered animal than the domestic puppy, he grew up one of the best dogs I have ever known. Forever playful, a companion of endless adventures, incredibly affectionate but with the streak of wildness, not in an aggressive way, but like a force of nature, a beautiful wild beach, a dog who could run like the wind and love like no other creature I have known with all his heart. I have always joked that he must have been a dingo in the previous incarnation who came into being in order to learn love humans, and boy, did he learned. He taught me more about dogs than all my previous easier dogs have ever done. Didn't have a day of illness till he was eight years old, then he got this rare fungal infection which led to canine meningitis and encephalitis - and at the end I had to let him go cradling his head in my arms and stroking his silky ears for the last time. And then I howled like a dog myself. When I got him I promised him to protect him with my life, and, in the end I couldn't protect him at all. Buster died five days after his human daddy's death, and in the final year of his life Iain did some crazy stuff and it was one of the things he did that led to Buster getting this infection which killed him - and I knew that the our house was no longer a safe place -; and I should have rehomed him ( not to a shelter of course, but to a guy who was a dog trainer and wanted Buster because Buster, rare for an adult dog, absolutely adored puppies, would let the tiniest puppy to chase him all through the field, wrestle him to the ground, even if the puppy was smaller than Buster's head and hold him by the throat play growling, whilst at the same time Buster knew how to show the youngster that other dogs ears and tails are not chew toys. And I was too selfish to let him go - and he would be alive still if I did. I have never felt more at harmony with the whole universe than when walking with Buster is the woods, by the river, just me, this amazing dog, and nature