My sweet Molly

by Elaine
(San Diego, California USA)

My sweet Molly was just 8 weeks old when I carried her home hoping see wouldn't pee on me. My son was in the front seat and husband was driving. Molly was 13 when she died yesterday. Many health issues and finally after she tried to hide her hurt her body gave out. Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I have ever done. Not even watching my son walk away to go to college can compare to this loss. Every thing in every room reminds me of her. Every blanket I wash of hers makes me cry. Every time I look at the backyard I cry. I dread my walk tomorrow because my path will be the one we took. I hurt and miss her so much I'm sick to my stomach and don't want to eat. But I know I must eat and sleep or other consequences will happen. Please God take this hurt and give me comfort. I knew it would be hard but this is so much more. My sweet Molly I miss you forever and will soon be able to remember you in a different way I know but for now I'm missing you so much it hurts every minute of every day. I miss your bark at the pizza man, the leaves, children playing, trash cans, cars driving by; I miss your licks, rolling around the floor being "cute" and most of all your body at our feet on the bed. I love you my sweet Molly.

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Sep 13, 2011
by: sue


I feel your pain, in Feb. my husband was diagnosed with end stage liver disease, my hound dog (black lab) was my birthday present in 1995 and 16 years later we had to put him down, because we could not take care of him anymore he peed whenever he walked. My husband was to ill to tend to him and our birds and his favorite pet the chinese water dragon lizard. So for this year I have lost my husband (5-11-11), dog, birds. I ask what is left...well I am what is first I kept hearing hound dogs nails as they hit the tile floor, and still today in the places where I have cleaned over and over I find pieces of his shedded hair. I have his ashes, and my husbands and when I go our ashes will all be mixed together, because we are family and we will not be separated. Today I have a kitten named Boo Boo Kitty who purrs me to sleep, makes me laugh and is just a joy to have...All in time we will heal.

God Bless you and Molly I know is in heaven playing ball or whatever she enjoyed..


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