Letting go of a pet you love is one of the hardest things ever. Here is a place to show how wonderful you pets are that are no longer with us. Here are two of the pets at animals lovers web that have passed away, one very recently:

Gemima - Gemima was a little lamb born with arthritus that got worse and worse as she got older, we were forced to get her put to sleep. We miss her dearly as she was a lovley friendly lamb who had the face of an angel. 31/08/07

Trouble - A beautiful Syrain hamster, the tamest hamster I have ever met. He is a beautiful boy. My little man =-). 17th December 2007. He was put to sleep *yesterday* due to a problem, probably a type of cancer.

Shortly I will post a few beautiful animals here at animal lovers web that have never been seen before by everyone. We miss each and every one of our pets that have passed away and although they are  not here today, they wil always be in my heart

this would be a good thread to sticky.... so sorry for your losses... its so horrible to lose pets , people don't realise how much these perfect little things become our best of friends

Becci, I love the cartoon. Is there some way I can copy it to post on my desk where I can look at it when I want to?

Ginger the chicken

Ginger died about 1 year ago now but she was the friedliest chicken ever. She died while me and Diane were out shopping for something, when John rang to tell us we sat in cafe nero (in case they dont have it in canada/USA its a coffee shop) crying! Shes been gone a while but not forgotten, she was a special chicken.
Heres a pic of her (she the ginger one quite obviously)
http://www.animalloversweb.com.....mage=chickens134.jpg - I cant get the pic up but go to the link to see it =-). Amber our chicken (still a teenage chick) might turn out the same colour, shes ginger-y now (I dont know how, her mum was black with a chocolate ring round her neck, chockie and her dad was tiger, wierd turnout  ) so that should be nice

yes catherine , if you right click it you should be able to save it . feel free to use it for whatever you want
i found a picutre of my two little white faced roborovskis the other day
they were called misty and harriet
i only have one picture of them, but they were super sweet and are missed

harriet is the top one , misty is the whiter one below.
Also squirt, i looked after him when i was working at pet rescue centre, his mother died in childbirth and his father was violent so i hand reared him- unfortunately soon after i left, he developed a stomach problem and had to be put to sleep

Thats so sweet =-). Squirt is a cutie! Aww harriet and misty are very sweet, I love robovskiis', their eyebrows are adorabale!

here's your pic

  I keep forgetting about right click. When I used computers in University we typed everything on cards to be read by the computer. The technology has moved so fast. I still can't believe I have my own computer. In the old days the computer had its own building. I have an optical mouse because it shares a table with a computerized sewing machine and there is fuzz and thread etc. I love that catoon. I love how personalized our posts are. I feel I know people by what they put with their writtings.
  Laura, your chickens are so beautiful. I am used to the plain white ones. Yours are all rainbow colored. So the image that goes with the word chicken in my brain is about to be updated.
  I just got word from friends that moved out of town. Their old cat Peaches ate some of the tainted pet food and died. She really didn't deserve that. She should have had many more happy years. Tainted Pet Food Scandel:China sold a grain product to the USA to be used in pet food. They put a toxic chemical in it because it fooled lab tests into thinking the protein content was higher than the actual amount and they could get more money for it. One shocking fact to come out was the fact that cheap brands and very expensive brands had the same food source. You paid extra for the label, not what was in the can/bag. People bought expensive treat food as a Christmas gift only to have their dog die from eating it. They only fed her one can. I am so glad that I used a Canadian brand of dog biscuits for the hamsters. That grain from China could just as easily have gone into baby food. To lose a beloved pet because of greed, that would just tear me apart. I ha......I just got summoned by a lizard. They don't have vocal cords, but Emma has a way of drawing air in with her mouth open that causes a squeak. He watched me  typing and decided that it was time to eat and I had better do somthing about it. They watched the guinea pig way with me. "I have my people trained" works for lizards too.  Anyhow i hate it when hamsters die by accident. When they are old and slowing down then it is time. When I lose a young one and it wa a preventable death, it hits me hard.  

Lol, most animals have their people trained, mostly Molly our black lab - shes so cute and soft that you simply HAVE to give her a treat! Thats awful about the dog and cat food, if that had happened to my pets I would have gone mental. Something that could have been prevented but happened because of some careless people.

thanks for putting the picture on becci =-). I love white chickens. Catherine, maybe you could get some fertile chicken eggs of a colourful breed and put then an incubator - bring some colour into the Toronto chicken population! LOL.

They deliberatly used the chemical in the grain so it would pass tests and be worth more money. I would be so angry I don't know what I would do. There have been a lot of problems with toys from China as well, but these were baby toys. That is not comforting. Some people started making there own pet food. I give the Hamsters cut up dried bagels, they are as hard as dog biscuits and safer, I hope.  
I don't think Toronto has a "legal" chicken population. I have heard a rooster sometimes. We need better looking chickens. While we are at it, I think a goat would be good. We could ban silly lawn mowers and leaf blowers.

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from the Bridge. Here I dwell with God above.
Here there's no more tears of sadness. Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy, just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on."
God gave me a list of things that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you...in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth and all those loving years,
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry - it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
Though if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and in pain;
Then you can say to God at night..."My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented...that my life was all worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along thatI made somebody smile.
God says: "If you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street with me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind."
"And when it's time for you to go...from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going...you're coming here to me."  

That is just, beautiful. Really nice way to look at things, the passed away will always be with to you. Did you write that. If you did then that is so amazing and you have as much talent writing as art - that is so great. Its made me feel good  . I am lost for words but I have tried to sum up how truly great that is.

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But do not be afraid to cry - it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

- seriously just wow.
Such a nice way to look at things, thanks for posting becci its truly wonderful and will make all people who have lost a loved pet (or person) feel really nice.

I am not a religeous person but that is wonderful Becci, did you write it yourself?

"god" to me is whatever anyone believes in ...yus ,i write poetry too  
i had an anthology published when i was at school....not that it earned me anything  

That is brilliant Becci. Anything your not good at?   

plenty

Oh my gosh, that is truly wondeful - Becci you are so (sorry I know you are probably tired of hearing this) talented! If the poetry you published in school had made you and money, I am prettysure what you would spend it on pictures f your pets flash into mind)!

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But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.

- that is so reasuring - although it is not fact, your words are so fantastic, I am convinced this is all definate (well in my mind it is  ), it really gives a great look on you passed away. It seems so real. Really beautiful

That is very deep Becci. You have done some serious thinking about life. I have never published, b ut I have a whole set of my poems that I want to organize on the computer. Who knows what I will do with them. I am dry as a poet right now. Sigh. I said we have much in common, perhaps more than I realized.

I wrote a poem for my little baby trouble, I hope you like it.

Your ginger colour brightens my eyes,
your affectionate personality lightens my life,
Now you are gone my world is dull,
A fog spreads over a once happy sun,
'Can't wait for the day we meet again
I hope you remember we are always best friends,
My little man always you will remain in my heart,
From day to day, from light to dark,
You may not be within reach of my hands,
But in my heart you are always within glance,
You lay in a box ready to be laid in the ground,
And in my head will be your beautiful sound,
Yet nothing comes from your pink lips,
The padding of your soft paws makes the world a drift,
I could just sit and look at your beautiful face,
More wonderful than the whole hamster race,
No matter how far away, you will always be near,
When I remember you it comforts me in fear,
You are never gone but always in my heart,
Even though your sweet face is not near mine,
Your mind and mine will combine,
With thoughts of the other, memories never fade,
Whilst we look for the glorious day,
That day when we will meet up again,
And then we will grow even more wonderful friends...

Laura

s'lovely

Is it possible to be a poet and not suffer. We only produce when what we feel is too deep for ordinary words. When my Himalayan cat Blueboy died in1980, I was leaving the area and I could not take the body with me. He is buried in a special place in the foothills of the rockies. I know exactly where it is even after all these years. I wrote a cryptic little verse:

                              I am a child of the forest
                              I was born there
                              I have left my heart there
                              I will return


Most of my poems are longer, but often they are that obscure.

I don't think poetry has to be long and I love the little short ones particularly when they are relatively obscure. That's great Catherine.
I agree that poetry emerges from deep emotions, but not always of suffering. Joy, inspiration and other more pleasurable emotions can also evoke wonderful poetry. It's just we seem more likely to pick up the pen (or keyboard, much less impressive imagery) and let it gush out when we are feeling low or in pain.

Rest in peace blueboy. 1980, and you still remember exactly where he was laid to rest. Its sad that you had to leave him behind - even if you left to live on the other side of the world I am sure he would still be just as close. Gemima and Trouble will always stay close to me

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It's just we seem more likely to pick up the pen (or keyboard, much less impressive imagery) and let it gush out when we are feeling low or in pain.

It is so easy to find friends when it is a joyful occasion and we feel like seeking friends. Misery does not like company, neither is it good company. Often a pen is our best friend in the dark times. It does not judge, it does not tell us to cheer up and it does understand.

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Its sad that you had to leave him behind

I also had to leave behind the place that I buried him, so maybe it is fitting. I thought about going back and moving him here, but no, I can't bring the spot back with me so best leave things as they are. Funny how we don't forget some things. That is 28 years ago, but the memories are vivid.