Wolf's Den

...to say, that urge doesn't go away :o( To this day I still want to scratch Scout's head, and rub both his super soft ears at the same time while he gives me that goofy, happy Akita look. I crave his hugs and being able to wrap my arms around his huge neck while I bury my face in his fur.

I am however at the point that when that urge hits it brings on incredibly warm memories.

I hope she fills your needs and visits you in your dreams.

Take care!

Karen O.

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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 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 that 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 in the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the 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 joyuous 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 over the Rainbow Bridge together...

In Loving Memory of our SugarBear (02/14/1990 - 06/09/2008) He passed in my arms that day, just as Murphy had several years before. Forever in our hearts.

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I feel that way about Nixie, still. I want to pick her up and nuzzle my face in her little ruff while she wiggles and goes "MOOOOM, you're embarrassing me!" I'm sorry. :(

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I completely understand that feeling, Wolf! May you find peace and scritch to your heart's content in your dreams!

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*hugs* I know this feeling very well. I still find myself reaching out to pull Sinbad closer to me in the night, only to find he's not there. And I want to smell the warm sweet candylike smell of his belly. But like someone else said, it isn't so painful anymore. It still feels a little lonely, but it doesn't have that sharp pain. I'm so sorry honey. I know it hurts. <3

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