Ruby and Tango

Ruby and Tango
Me 'n' Ruby and of course Tango

Saturday, 20 October 2012

Coming to terms

'Coming to terms' by reading these words it would give the impression that all is well and I'm getting over the loss of my special boy, No, No, No, I think of him constantly, going over and over in my mind whether or not I made the decision too early or too late, though I knew it was inevitable, THAT I have come to terms with, But the empty space that is left in my heart I certainly will never come to terms with, though again I won't go around forever grieving, the outward shell hardens and you learn to keep your sorrow to yourself, I know that there are going to be times when I will  get a snapshot in my mind coming totally out off the blue, of a memory of a walk or a glance to see him lying by my chair asleep, him bouncing up the path wehn we're going for a walk, No, I will never 'come to terms' with knowing I will never experience these things again.
But I am trying to keep busy, I did a good bit of baking yesterday Some Coconut cake, and a Devil's food cake' I also went out with my friend Sue and her four dogs Wednesday evening and Friday morning, went to my Mah jong class and won four times. YAY! Last night my daughter and her husband came over, and to-day I went shopping for a new Vacuum cleaner as mine is making strange noises, just like the lawn mower. After shopping I went with Ruby for a longish walk along the beach, To-night we have a quiz night and family and friends are coming along to help support it. SO all in all I have been keeping the demons at bay by keeping busy, I was sent this rather touching poem by the couple who have Tango's brother, the last survivor of the litter. so kind of them to think of me.

 Thank You

Thank you for all the years we shared together you and I.

The walks we went, the games we played, the time flew swiftly by.

You fed me, you trained me, groomed me, showed me kindness, without fail.

I tried to show my gratitude, with the wagging of my tail.

You told me many a secret and I never passed one on.

I hope that you’ll remember happy times when I am gone.

A few short years is all we have to share.

So thank you for your kindness, your love and all your care.

And don’t be sad about me now, be glad we shared those years.

Remember me with gratitude, and let not fall your tears.

Remember me with happiness, for me there is no pain.

And please consider sharing love with a small pup again…

Thank you for visiting and please come back, Arlene, Tango and Ruby


  1. You will have days of remembering and sadness but joy too will come with remembering Tango.

    The poem was lovely and very moving. xx

    1. I'm sure you're right Beth, and am both looking forward and dreading them. Thank you

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  3. Hi Arlene...beautiful are being very brave and strong in the face of horrible adversary...and that strength and bravery will carry you through the so painful moments of remembering when they are especially harsh to you. I was interested to see you mention you wondered about your timing of the decision. I was undecided as to whether it was appropriate timing to mention it on your last post, but I will here. I think you're timing was perfect not to mention heartbreaking for you. You loved your special boy enough to let him go and you knew instinctively when that time should be. It was neither to early nor too late. It was just as it was meant to be. It also takes a lot of love and courage to commit to that final act of love and kindness for your special boy.

    1. Thank you Wolfie, for understanding pretty much exactly what I was trying to convey. I also had to do it when I had no other pressing commitments that would infringe on the time I wanted to spend with him before-hand.

  4. I know several people now who could not bear to do this even in the face of clear and obvious suffering with no chance of recovery. At best they gained a few extra months and the "special" in question suffered badly and unnecessarily. And that I believe is one reason you have been blessed with beautiful specials such as your love them 110% and you love them enough to know when the time has come to let them go...and to act on it. I have a great deal of respect for you and anyone who loves their special boy/girl to do that. Stay strong, cry when you need to, smile when you can...when you sense him frolicking along beside you when the spirit winds blow...and remember...when one "door" closes, another one opens...when the right time comes. "As it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the end. Happier times will come again." ~ Bob Marley :) xx

    1. I too know of people who keep animals going way beyond their comfort zones, but we mustn't be too hard on them, as it's love for them that makes the owners hang on, it's damn hard. I do feel comforted by the thought that i am respected for my decision, but when it comes to bravery, I couldn't stay in the room after he had gone, and they opened the body bag to take him away, I had to disappear into the bedroom and bawled my eyes out. I know i will laugh and smile again, but the older you get, there is more sad baggage and the smiles do have a touch of sadness, I thank you so much for your lovely thoughtful and kind words.

  5. Moving poem Arlene I just love this ..
    Hope your week is a good one and enjoy your friends, who rally round for you.
    Sheila xx

  6. Get over it you may never but the pain will get less and the good memories more. What a sweet poem. Hugs my sweet friend.


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