Just Sad..

[mnmaria20]

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[dconklin]

I am sorry your family’s dog is gone. As I read your original post and some of the replies, the old joke/story about God naming the dog after himself because both God and dogs share many of the same traits. Everything you stated about how you are feeling can easily be stated for our relationship with God. We may not give God the attention He deserves, but he loves us unconventionally.

 

[dailey]

Thank you everyone for responding. Its nice to know I am not talking to myself, lol!

@ChantelM…My dog was a yellow lab so I know the eyes. I would like to say I’m doing okay…but that would be a lie. I can’t shake the feeling that I could have done so much more for my dog. Why, O, Why didn’t I play with him more?? I just thought, foolishly, that I had more time with him. So I here I sit, starring out the window where he used to be in the backyard. I suppose this guilt that I am feeling is my punishment. I have no one to blame but myself. One good thing, though, is I have been coming here and doing a lot of reading…to try to find some comfort. I’ve learned some stuff that I never even knew…and I am a born and raised Catholic. And the more I read, the more I am convinced that I will see my “pup” again. God did say all we be restored in the end.

@dconklin…That just made me cry. thank you for sharing…

 

[Robert_Burns]

I believe that most Catholic theologians state that we just don’t know whether our pets whom we loved on earth will be in heaven or not.

I agree. And we do know that because they lack the ability to reason - no “sins” will be held against them. We dont have all the answers. So really - who knows.

 

[ChantalM]

dailey:

My heart breaks for you at this time :hug1:. Yes those sad eyes are a thing to behold. Must be a trait of the Labs. Again, let yourself grieve. I know when my first dog died, no one could console me, and it took a good while before I even felt remotely better. Take your time. Father, he lives in Ontario, and when his dog died, I felt it acutely out here (Alberta). It was as if my own dog had died, though only slightly better. I know Father took it really hard. Father helped me through a lot, as he confirmed me in Easter '06 as well as other stuff. It was like I had a second dog with Digger. Very gentle and ver well-behaved.

Chantal

 

[dailey]

thanks for the kind words.:hug3:

 

[dailey]

Not sure if anyone is still following this thread but I just found this:

Ecclesiastes 3:19: “After all, the same fate awaits human beings and animals alike. One dies just like the other. They are the same kind of creature. A human being is no better off than an animal, because life has no meaning for either.”

Eccl 3:20: “They are both going to the same place—the dust. They both came from it; they will both go back to it.”

Eccl 3:21: “How can anyone be sure that the human spirit goes upward while an animal’s spirit goes down into the ground?”

Wow, this really sounds encouraging! Just felt the need to post this…

 

[Zooey]

I am sorry that you are feeling so hurt now. I would not be surprised if there were a correlation. I have often heard people say that significant spiritual progress will trigger a spiritual attack. A good Confession like the one you described is significant. And you sound like a person under attack. Not only your pain but especially your guilt feelings are signs of attack. A case can be made that irrational guilt is the primary method of spiritual attack since the word Satan is Hebrew for “accuser.”

Since this is a real possibility, I suggest that you give extra attention and effort to maintaining prayer and Sacraments for the next while. Try to get to at least one weekday Mass. (The way you missed Mass also sounds like a sign of spiritual attack.) You very well may not feel like praying but make yourself do it. I would expect the Rosary to be especially helpful.

This.

@deb…thanks for your kind words and prayers…i need them.

Now that I think about it, I was gone all day yesterday so I never saw my dog. I came home only to change. I didn’t make it a point to say hi to my dog because I was in a rush and didn’t want to miss confession. However, I would think I would have noticed him laying in the spot where I found him…making me think he died within the 25 minutes it took to go to church and come home. I can’t help but think of what Maria Simma says in my favorite book (Get Us Out Of Here)…the devil hates dogs the most because he is man’s best friend. he was obviously unhappy with my decision to confess sins that have haunted me for over 20 years…

:console: :byzsoc:

 

[dailey]

Zooey…I’m not exactly sure what you are trying to say?

 

[CradleCath]

I’ve had 3 dogs in my life & all 3 were Labs, so yes I know about their eyes. They are so “knowing”. My first Lab was named Snowball…my husband brought him to me during a blizzard & he was just a ball of black fur jumping through snow drifts. I always say that he helped me raise our children. He watched over them, worried over them & more than once came to the back door to let me know that one of them was in trouble.

My second Lab, Willie, died 3 yrs. ago last April & I still think of him often. My children were grown when I got him & my husband, at that time, wasn’t too interested in pets…so he was my dog. We were walking in our timber, along the paths that my husband keeps mowed for me & Willie went into the shallow end of the Lake. He became bogged down in the mud & ruptured his cruciate ligament. He died following the surgery to repair it, from a blood clot to the brain. I missed him SO badly that I swore I’d never have another dog.

My children felt differently though, & on Mother’s Day morning, 2,007, they showed up early with a basket. Inside the basket was an 8 wk. old black Lab puppy. I named him Ben, & once again I have “someone” who greets me with such Joy when I come home that his whole back end is wagging.

I’ll share with you one of my favorite poems, as it tells it all:
The Power of the Dog
by
Rudyard Kipling

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie–
Perfect passsion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart to a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find–it’s your own affair–
But … you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone–wherever it goes–for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept 'em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-term loan is as bad as a long–
So why in–Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?

 

[Zooey]

Zooey…I’m not exactly sure what you are trying to say?

Just a (((((hug))))), from one animal lover to another…and letting you know I am praying for you. It is always so sad to lose a furbaby.

And agreeing with the poster who said, that the devil may be trying to hurt you because you are drawing closer to God.

 

[dailey]

Thanks Zooey. :hug3: I really don’t have anyone who understands so its nice to get such support.