It's exactly a year ago on Nov 14, my sweet little Pup left me alone in this physical world. Snoopy is such a best friend who is very loyal, naughty with full of energy. He is little bit cranky too and i loved that character a lot. He did not deserve to die so young.
I have a new pet called Sachin now, but snoopy is the best ever friend i have in my life. Snoopy is very jealous guy who always stays with me and never allow any other person to share the love. I suffered a lot during the days whn my Niece was born. I have to spend time with her instead of spending time with snoopy.Snoopy was very jealous during these days and we always have silly fights when i turn back to him.
The emotional reaction to the death of a pet is determined by our degree of involvement with that animal. The mourning for a pet can be far more intense than for a human. The pain you are experiencing after your pet’s death is real and even crippling emotionally. You are actually mourning the death of a very close member of your immediate family. In many ways, the pet becomes an extension of our own personality. Who has not experienced that special sense of awareness and greeting when we put the key in the lock and open the door? Coming home is a major event — no matter how long we were away. We had become so used to anticipating our pet’s welcome when we arrived, but now it is insanely silent.
The death of a beloved pet is traumatic. Our pets have become significant members of the families. They are considered our adopted children, our brothers and sisters. Only those who have suffered such a loss can truly know the heartache and pain it produces.
There is an old story called Rainbow Bridge:
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.
I believe Snoopy is living happily there, eagerly waiting for the day to meet.
It is funny how a small, stupid, dumb white mass of fur can touch you for a lifetime.
Miss You Snoopy ..!