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Getting over a pet
So for the past couple of months I have been raising an abandonned duckling. He had imprinted on me and thought I was his mommy. He followed me everywhere, he had a shower with me in the morning and even slept beside the bed at night. I was with him all the time (except at work). But as he got bigger I started to think about what I would do when he started flying. I live in an apartment and I wanted him to have room to fly and be free to run around. So about a week ago I decided it was the best thing for him if I took him to Monica's Wildlife refuge. I took him in and the woman literally took him out of my hands and put him away in another room. I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to him and she wouldn't bring him back out to let me see him one last time. I ended up getting so upset I just ran crying out of the place. I loved him so much, I know it sounds silly but I spent so much time with that little guy that I really bonded with him. I still cry every day about him and think about him all the time and how much I miss him. I hope he is doing OK and learning to be a real duck and to fly. I feel like I am never going to be able to get over losing him, even though I know I did what was the best for him, it hurts so much and I can't seem to do anything to make it go away. Has anyone else gone through a similar situation where you had to give up a pet that you had a unique bond with? How long was it until you felt better? I feel like I will never get over losing Jehosephat.
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Well, you have to think of the good you did for him. at least you did the right thing now he's got a happy healthy home. Even tho you miss him with alllll your heart.. he'll always remember you, you saved his life. and gave him a uniqe time that not many ducks probably have hehe i bet he'll tell his children about you. ;) *hugs* |
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i had wanted a dog since i knew what they were called, and in grade 5 one of my good friends had a dog that had puppies. they were part aiketa, and i fell in love with the runt of the little cause he was small and didnt take shit from no one, not unlike myself. one day i come home from school and theres my puppy!
i had him for about a year and a half, the vet had told us that since his father was small and he was the runt he should only reach 60 pounds which was an ok size for where we lived - but he got to 120. so my parents decided it was best for him to live on big property. we took him to the states, and left him there with these people we knew through family. i cried and cried and felt terrible. how could i say goodbye to Cub? i used to let him out of his sleeping room into mine at night and let him sleep on my bed, i snuck him cookies, he protected me, he only greeted me... fuck he was my dog. then we get a phone call from these people 3 months later saying they put Cub to sleep. said he was crazy.... which WAS NOT true. thats when my heart literally broke for the first time. i couldnt believe it, i was so mad at my mom for making me give him away to murderers..... anyways the reason for this story is to say yes i have been there, and it totally sucks. its worse than breaking up, or from what i can remember, i think its worse than any break up i have ever had. but it does pass like everything else in life. and you did do the right thing, 100 % your little duckling will soon be a big wonderful duck, swimming and flying with all the other ducks, not to worry. he\she will have a wonderful place ot live now. |
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I think thats the best thing you can do right now. Volunteer there so that you can see how he's coping with his new home. It is hard to loose something youve have such a strong bond with and I think being able to see him in his new home will help you a bit. |
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