DH Birthday week

Hello Steppers, been a while.

DH and I took our annual vacation the last 2 weeks of November. We didnt take any trips as we did not have a trusted dog sitter, but did make the Eagles game - they won - Barely LOL.

DH's birthday is the first week of December and unfortunately, our beloved fur baby passed the Tuesday before.

Our baby just turned 15 in September and he just slowed down the last 2 weeks. It has been a hard week for both of us. We as a family have been thru some hard times, but this has been the worst.

The SS's, bless them, were able to get a beautiful portrait done to hang on the wall and gave it to DH for his birthday. He now says good morning and good night every day to it. I was so proud of both of them!

SS21 said to me, thank you for trusting me to stay overnight with him while you were at the game. Him and I both never thought I would trust him enough, but he really came thru for our fur baby and he has always called him brother. If you have read any of my past posts, I never thought him and I would get here.

Big hugs to all that have lost their fur baby.

Wishing all Happy Holidays.

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Sending many hugs to you.

Sending many hugs to you. 2023 was brutal to my family when it came to pets. The family dog (15) died in March and the family cat (14) passed in July. The two were very close from the beginning. The dog went with my XH1 and the cat went with me when we divorced, but the two animals enjoyed spending time together. It was really hard to lose them both, but I like to think of them in some other realm playing together.

I now have two kittens who bring me so much joy. I still miss my old cat. He was the coolest cat I've ever known.

Thank you

We also have a cat that is 14 that grew up with the puppers. He is a little lost and just roams the rooms looking for his brother. We have been giving him extra extra love.

So sorry for your losses.

No doubt they are playing on

No doubt they are playing together on the other side of the "rainbow bridge".

Though a crotchety getting to be old man with a chronically engineeric brain, I know without question that love never dies. It is eternal. They are having a ball whereever they are.

Golly, Rags!

For a 'crotchety' engineer, you can be downright softhearted. Your assertion that '...love never dies. It is eternal.' was quite moving!

Awww. Thanks grannyd.

A truth I have lived for more than 50yrs. I have had love for and felt the love of my baby brother since he passed when I was 8yo (he was 10mos old). I know that love is eternal. I can still feel him in my arms and hear his laugh. He brings me joy.

Maybe this is part of why I struggle with acceptance of toxic.

Good to 'see you, classy!

So sorry for the loss of your furbaby. {{{hugs}}}

Sorry for your loss

I'm so sorry for your loss but very pleased for you that the SSs have stepped up to act like proper adults.

So sorry to hear this, it's

So sorry to hear this, it's never easy.

My kitty, aka baby boy, is now 17.5 (!!) With health issues that keep me moored to the house, very little travel is doable so I get it.

Glad your SS was caring enough to do that for you.

I am so sorry for your loss

Losing a fur baby is like losing a member of the family. That was a very thoughtful gift of them and you should definitely be proud.

Aw, classy,

I wish that I could give you a big 'ol hug! Having lost our beloved girl (shih-tzu/poodle) in her 17th year, I know, only too well, the pain and grief involved. It's difficult for those without pets to understand how dog/cat lovers can get so attached to their fur babies but, as NotYourAverageStepMama has wisely stated, 'Losing a fur baby is like losing a member of the family.'

Coincidentally, my stepson also gave DH and me a lovely, framed photo of our girl after she crossed 'The Rainbow Bridge'. He loved her as well. Although their lives are too short, our pets bring us joy and great memories!

My condolences on your fur baby crossing the rainbow bridge.

I am so happy that SS stepped up and helped comfort the pup before the passing.

My parents lost theirs a coupld of years ago. He was 14 (a Bichon). He was a riot and a lover. Sadly his last few years were rough. He was attacked by a pitbull, lost an eye and suffered a punctured skull. He did mostly recover but did have some anxiety issues after that. Sadly, he developed his big brother's (me) disease (T-1 diabetes) which is what ultimately forced his crossing of the rainbow bridge.

His ashes are in a quilted sealed sleeve that my mom made for him. It has an embroidered picture of him looking out of the back window of their truck on one of the many RV and offroad adventures that mom, dad, and the dog enjoyed together over the years. My DW took that pic. She was with them that trip while I was overseas.

The ashes in the quilted sleeve are in the seat pocket behind the driver's seat of their truck. He is on every outing with my dad and every RV trip that mom and dad take. His favorite thing was to "Go!".

They are considering having another fur baby join them. Any dog would kill to run my parents marriage. They are spoiled beyond belief and live a life of adventure, scratches, cuddles, and mom's kitchen wizardry. The daily work outs with dad keep them fit and their nose well stimulated with outside olfactory adventures.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I toast your baby and I toast SS for stepping up.