On December 20, 2012 I lost a very precious dog and there has been no sign of her since. I never thought in a million years I would lose a dog, nor would I think I wouldn't get them back. I've spent thousands of dollars and countless hours searching for my beloved Kahlua and still no sign of her. An entire community has come together to help me find her and I know realize there are still great people in this world. I even hired search dogs to try and track her sent, that just shows what I will do to try and get back.
After three months now, I refuse to give up on finding her, but I find it to be continuously hard to live life without her. She is the best dog and just wants to know she has your love. As you may have read in my previous blog, Kahlua was an abandoned dog, left to die, by her past owners and would have either died of starvation or taken to a shelter where she would have been put down. Being a 6 year old pit bull at the time and not very fond of men or other dogs, there's no way she would have past a behavioral test. I even struggled with her for about the first 6 months, but never viscous towards me and she listened very well.
Now, I feel like I've lost a piece of heart and member of my family and I have thought of, what happens if i never see her again? Could I really live the rest of my life without her and never knowing what happened to her? I think the hardest part for me is that someone else caused this to happen by being irresponsible and I haven't been able to get past that. In their mind, it's not a huge deal but to me it's like losing a child. Do you ever really get over this? I know my other dog, Castro, still missing snuggle time!
I would like to hear from you and know if you've ever lost an animal and how you coped.
I have never "lost" an animal, and I can't imagine the pain of not knowing what happened to her. A friend of ours went camping all the time and took their dog. One morning when they woke up, the dog was gone. The worst part was they were in Washington state and spent days trying to find him. They finally had to come back home without him, and it was heartbreaking for the whole family. The only saving grace was that they hoped he found someone who would love him as much as they did, and that's what got them through this difficult period. I feel the same way you do; dogs are like our children. I just hope that she also found a good home and is living a good life, even though it is without you. I know you miss her, but you have the other dogs to take care of...give all of your love to them!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the kind words! I do hope that she has found a home that treats her as well as I did. I still hope that she returns to me though, she means the world to me and we've been through so much together! Even when I leave for work she was so depressed and couldnt wait for me to get home, I hope that she will find her way home!
DeleteI have never lost a dog either, but when I was little my parents gave away my first dog and you have no idea of how guilty I still feel over the fact that I didn't tape him over my body so they wouldn't take him away from me. He went to a farm and from what I heard he had nice life and even had more puppies, but still... I can't get over that. Now I have a new friend and he has ran away a few times, but I always manage to catch him.
ReplyDeleteI hope you can find your dog.
My parents did the same to me as a child and I was heartbroken, but of course I was young and eventually got over it. But now being an adult and having a huge emotional connection to my dogs, I feel like I've lost a child, and it's so hard to live without her.
DeleteYes I've lost dog's that I cared about, the first was Tiger, he was run over by a car and I held him in my hand and had to watch helplessly, then there was Coco, he died of natural causes. There was a dog, his name was Tubby named for his small body. Tubby was not my dog, but I was close and when he passed away I felt sad, he was the oldest of the bunch. Another dog named Jack he was also a small dog, he was playful and spirited, and I grew close to him. He was not my dog, he belong to a person I was renting a room from at the time, and when I had to leave, I knew I would miss him very much. Finally the most recent dog, her name was Royal, she ran off and according to witnesses, someone in a car picked her up and took off, very sad. I hope she is ok. Tiger had a gold straggle coat, Tubby had a black furry coat, Jack had a white soft coat, Coco was spotted dark brown and white, and finally Royal, she had a soft yellowish coat. Still remember all of them and will probably never forget them. I’ve had my experiences and may you find the strength to endure. Perhaps your negative experience can help soothe the pain of someone else who has lost a dog they loved for the first time in their life.
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