I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.
For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.
Happy New Year,
As someone who has had some great dogs over the years, my heart goes out to
you. Some people can never understand how one can get so attached to a dog,
but believe me, I do know how you feel. About giving that extra love,
thanks for the reminder. My shop dog, a German Shepard/Newfoundland mix
will be 15 in March, and I can see the weakness in her legs. She doesn't
run into the shop anymore, but sort of ambles in. It will be a sad day when
she joins your Annie in that great pasture in the sky. I will remember to
give her that extra pat on the head this morning when I head out to the
I'll keep you in my thoughts.
Joey, I know that you're new around here, you've only been posting since
the middle of the month or so, perhaps you didn't notice while you were
lurking. This is a community, we share things with each other, and to
some degree live in each others pockets. You'll find posts about
friends families and all the other things that go on in our lives here,
it adds to the cohesion of the group and the feeling of togetherness.
You might want to read the FAQ, there are a lot of conversations going
on at once, but sometimes they come together over certain points, and
those we love is definitely one of the points. Speaking of which,
anybody heard from Perry recently.
Dave in fairfax
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Sorry, I did not mean to sound rude. It just brought up some bad memories
for me. The OP did mention that he was having difficulties dealing with his
pet loss and I suggested a group that would be good for support. My
condolences. I lost an Amstaff Terrier last year so I know the feeling.
As Leon said, "totally appropriate". Following is a direct copy from David
Eisans' mini-FAQ about the wRECk that may put it in perspective for you.
"This group is a collection of people with a common interest in woodworking
(ww'ing), and as such the topics discussed sometimes wander away from
strictly ww'ing. Think of this NG as if you were having a number of friends
over to your shop to discuss ww'ing, 90% of the discussion will revolve
around ww'ing, but you will also discuss other things going on in your life,
like your shop dog dying, gloating about the vintage minty fresh Unisaur you
just got for $100, just got a new job, etc. That is what we do in this NG."
Glen, our hearts are with you. I'll be sure to give my Boxer buddy "Lindy"
an extra belly-rub this morning.
Your story brought back memory's of loosing my pup last year.
American Eskimo, Nanuuk 9 years old.
His passing helped me to give two other pets new homes.
When you are ready, take a look at petfinder.com
My Thoughts are with you, this little poem might help.
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of it's many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows,
hills and valleys with lush , green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm spring weather.
The old and frail pets are made young again.
Those who are maimed are made whole again and they play all day.
There is only one thing missing.
They are not with their special person who loved them on earth.
So each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly looks
The nose twitches! The ears are up!
The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen and when you and your special friend meet,
you take them in your arms and embrace.
Your face is kissed again and again,
and you look once more into the eyes of your trusted friend.
And you cross the Rainbow Bridge together,
never again to be separated.
i just read your post, and bawled my eyes out. after i composed myself
and headed upstairs to get my coffee, i had to stop and give my lab
some real good lovin, as i had scooted him out of the way when making
my coffee not more than 10 minutes before.
our pets are the most often over looked members of our family, and
always the most living, asking little in return.
my thoughts and prayers go out to you and yours
Traves "squarefinger" Coppock
Hi Glen: Buried my dog just outside my workshop window 2 years ago.
Pine box also.
Many of us have the same feelings for our best friend.
Never got another friend, getting old myself and do not want to leave a
dog behind that no one cares about.
My neighbor knew about the coffin project, told someone else, so since
that time i have made 8 other "coffins" for dogs and a couple cats for
Some people laugh at this but i have even sold a few to a local Vet to
keep on hand.
His son offers burial service for older couples that cannot handle
shovel work any more for free. That is a real good hearted kid !
I always hate reading posts such as this. Having been in your shoes, I can
tell you that it does get better and you should take some comfort in knowing
that Annie was one of the lucky ones to have had a country home with a
family that loved her. And to rest in such a beautiful enviornment is
"just" for the happiness that she gave you and your family for the time she
I feel sorry for you, I hate thinking about it though, my shop dog
(snowball) is 12 yrs. old...American Eskimo....and I know that someday will
come.....but for now, he still likes carrying my scraps of wood around n
being shop guard dog.......so sad to hear of your pet.
Its amazing how us humans can get attached to an animal....it gonna
be tough when you reqlly have to put her in the ground, just remeber the
good times, that should help........Best wishes....
Very sorry to hear about your loss. I lost my BB parrot 2 months ago
to a sudden heart attack which was tough to stop seeing him after 13
years. He died in my hands. I built his coffin the day he died, and
buried him where he enjoys the morning sun. It was a very sad day for
me, and still I get moments of depression.
Glen, my condolences. After reading your story, I gave my lab, Stormy, a
tummy rub and a milkbone.
P.S. I thought the following may be appropriate:
The Final Walk
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered
dying, and that the dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road
was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it,
he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and
the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at
a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me,
where are we?" "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir.
Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man
gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his
dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued
the way he had been going.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a
dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been
closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside,
leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure,
there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen
from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friend here?" the
traveler gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand
pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long
drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the
dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is Heaven," was the
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said
that was Heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen
out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."
This story was done many years ago either on The Twilight Zone or The
Outer Limits. Totally weepy and the old guy with the dog did a great
job. Watch for it.
We lost our cat of 18+ years last week and it has been very tough on
all in the family. Our girls who are now near the end of college knew
her ever since they could remember.
On Sat, 27 Dec 2003 12:25:43 -0500, "Tony Mo"
My heart goes out to you too sir. Its time to get another dog, not to
replace her but rather to fill the void. You'll find you don't forget
the old one but the new sure eases the pain and will make you laugh.
There is another pup out there wagging its tail and awaiting your love
so don't hesitate.
Glen Duff wrote:
Greetings and Salutations.
On Sat, 27 Dec 2003 06:41:03 -0500, Glen Duff
My condolances on your loss...it is amazing how
these "small lives" can make such a big impact on our
lives, and, how noticable their absence is. It is
a hard thing to have to go through, but, perhaps
it will help to remember that for many years
she provided you with that friendship, and, you
provided her with a safe, loving home.
I am sure that later on, after you have
mourned a bit more, you will find another companion
for the shop, and, will provide that dog with
a great home for many years. The new dog is
not a replacement, for each animal is a unique
individual, but, is part of that continuing
chain and will bring its own comfort, good
memories, frustrations and joys.
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