buddy'smom
Boxer Pal
Jeff
I am going to be honest and say I have not fully followed your story, mainly due to some very selfish reason, that being everytime I visit the Rainbow Bridge I relive the loss of our Buddy and we lost him 3 years ago (Feb. 21st) However, as I have done in the past, I will offer you my advice based mainly on my own grieving experience. I went through a horrid grief time that went on for months. Unlike you though, I did still have another boxer to love, our Kailee. We had adopted her 6 months prior to losing Buddy, so she was fairly well settled into our home a much a part of the family. But having her still did not relieve the loss I was feeling from not having my Budmeister around. I honestly felt that a piece of me died with him and I would never ever get that part of me back. I too, could not find any joy in seeing other dogs play, and although I had Kailee, I will admit for awhile I truly could not allow myself to love her as I potentially could at that time. I was actually afraid to, because my heart told me not to set myself up to experience that kind of painful loss again. In otherwords I was protecting myself. I poured my soul out on this forum and to anyone who would listen to me. Realizing one day enough was enough, I talked to my clergy. Fortunatly he was a dog lover himself, so he did understand my feeling of such loss. My biggest fear was that people would think I was a looney tune for grieving so deeply, thankfully he understood. Through discussions with my clergy, I was able to accept what happened to Buddy, forgive myself ( Oh I was guilt ridden over having never had him neutered, and the guilt of having to put him to sleep) Once I was able to accept and forgive I was able to open up my heart to Kailee and love her to my fullest potential. I had to understand that no, she was not Buddy, nor would any other boxer be him, but Kailee was unique in a different way. Kailee is just as loyal to me, but in a different way, Kailee is affectionate, but in a different way, and Kailee is able to give us soo much joy, just in a different way. And that is the key: to not expect you will get the same love, joy and devotion delivered to you in the same way with another boxer, but in a different way.
We spent the next 2 years after Buddy's death to heal, devoting our time to Kailee to ensure she was confident, happy and developed into the boxer girl she was meant to be. The thought of adding to our family with another male boxer was always there, but each time we discussed it, something told us we just weren't ready. Finally last March the time was right for us, and we applied and successfully adopted Clyde. The time was right and we knew it and you will know it too. For some reason your heart will open up one day and say hey I wanna have another boxer to complete my life and I am ready to accept and love, just in a different way.
Somehow, you need to talk this through, either on here with people who understand, or with a real 3D person, who understands the grief of losing a furcompanion, and is able to guide you through the healing process. As for feeling that in some way it may be disloyal to Orson's memory to open your heart to another furbaby I will quote to you a fragment from the book called : The Last Will And Testament of An Extremly Distinguised Dog, written by Eugene O'Neill
I do hope in some small way, by sharing some of my story I have helped you. (((HUGS))) to you, may time heal your pain.
Jean
I am going to be honest and say I have not fully followed your story, mainly due to some very selfish reason, that being everytime I visit the Rainbow Bridge I relive the loss of our Buddy and we lost him 3 years ago (Feb. 21st) However, as I have done in the past, I will offer you my advice based mainly on my own grieving experience. I went through a horrid grief time that went on for months. Unlike you though, I did still have another boxer to love, our Kailee. We had adopted her 6 months prior to losing Buddy, so she was fairly well settled into our home a much a part of the family. But having her still did not relieve the loss I was feeling from not having my Budmeister around. I honestly felt that a piece of me died with him and I would never ever get that part of me back. I too, could not find any joy in seeing other dogs play, and although I had Kailee, I will admit for awhile I truly could not allow myself to love her as I potentially could at that time. I was actually afraid to, because my heart told me not to set myself up to experience that kind of painful loss again. In otherwords I was protecting myself. I poured my soul out on this forum and to anyone who would listen to me. Realizing one day enough was enough, I talked to my clergy. Fortunatly he was a dog lover himself, so he did understand my feeling of such loss. My biggest fear was that people would think I was a looney tune for grieving so deeply, thankfully he understood. Through discussions with my clergy, I was able to accept what happened to Buddy, forgive myself ( Oh I was guilt ridden over having never had him neutered, and the guilt of having to put him to sleep) Once I was able to accept and forgive I was able to open up my heart to Kailee and love her to my fullest potential. I had to understand that no, she was not Buddy, nor would any other boxer be him, but Kailee was unique in a different way. Kailee is just as loyal to me, but in a different way, Kailee is affectionate, but in a different way, and Kailee is able to give us soo much joy, just in a different way. And that is the key: to not expect you will get the same love, joy and devotion delivered to you in the same way with another boxer, but in a different way.
We spent the next 2 years after Buddy's death to heal, devoting our time to Kailee to ensure she was confident, happy and developed into the boxer girl she was meant to be. The thought of adding to our family with another male boxer was always there, but each time we discussed it, something told us we just weren't ready. Finally last March the time was right for us, and we applied and successfully adopted Clyde. The time was right and we knew it and you will know it too. For some reason your heart will open up one day and say hey I wanna have another boxer to complete my life and I am ready to accept and love, just in a different way.
Somehow, you need to talk this through, either on here with people who understand, or with a real 3D person, who understands the grief of losing a furcompanion, and is able to guide you through the healing process. As for feeling that in some way it may be disloyal to Orson's memory to open your heart to another furbaby I will quote to you a fragment from the book called : The Last Will And Testament of An Extremly Distinguised Dog, written by Eugene O'Neill
It would be a poor tribute to my memory never to have a dog again. What I would like to feel is that having once had me in the family, she cannot live without a dog.
My successor can hardly be as well bred or as well mannered or as distinguised and handsome as I was in my prime. My master and mistress must not ask the impossible.
But he will do his best, I am sure, and even in his inevitable defects will help by comparison to keep my memory green.
I do hope in some small way, by sharing some of my story I have helped you. (((HUGS))) to you, may time heal your pain.
Jean