Comments on: Oh, Emmett.

By: tc

tc — Tue, 13 Mar 2012 22:30:00 +0000

Very nice. Wanted to let you know that mobile vets are great and convenient. I know of one in Maryland and Washington DC. http://NMotionHomeVeterinaryCare.net

By: macula_densa

macula_densa — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 07:35:08 +0000

I’m so sorry. I’ve been off-line a lot lately, and this is the first time I have read this. It made me cry. Of course, everything’s making me cry right now… LOL

By: Tracy

Tracy — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 02:51:04 +0000

I am writing this comment through my tears. Hard to believe this beautiful boy is gone. You did the correct, unselfish thing. Emmett is thankful to you, I’m certain. I miss him and I didn’t even know him…….

By: Laura

Laura — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 00:04:58 +0000

My heart breaks for you, Dr. V. On some level I think it’s harder to lose a pet than a person because pets love you so completely and so unconditionally. They never criticize or second-guess or ignore. But rather at all times, their hearts are totally open and accepting. As lucky as you were to have Emmett, he was just as blessed to have you. I’m so sorry for your loss.

By: Dr. V

Dr. V — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 05:03:04 +0000

I love that. Thank you.

By: Dr. V

Dr. V — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 05:02:46 +0000

Gorgeous.

By: Dr. V

Dr. V — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 05:02:09 +0000

I’m so sorry for your loss as well. Sounds like Emmett will have good company with Moosie.

By: Jen

Jen — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 23:40:53 +0000

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Fry

I’m so sorry for your loss. Emmett was a lovely dog and he was lucky to have your love. My thoughts are with you and your family.

By: Kari

Kari — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 05:31:03 +0000

Found this poem written by British Romantic poet George Gordon, Lord Byron, and thought I’d share:

Near this spot
Are deposited the Remains of one
Who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
And all the Virtues of Man without his Vices.
This Praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
If inscribed over human ashes,
Is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a Dog,
Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803,
And died at Newstead Abbey, Nov. 18, 1808.

Understated and lovely. The effing Rainbow Bridge author needs to take a lesson from him.

By: Lindsan

Lindsan — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 19:21:05 +0000

This post moves me so much. It’s such an oxymoron that there can be beauty in death and pain. I think you have captured the very little sliver on beauty perfectly though.

Much love to you.