My Little China Girl
I want to thank you for all of the help and consideration you extended. It means so much to have human compassion during an emotional time. To be treated as I was, let me know that my beloved China was being handled with respect and care. You went beyond that though. I needed an urn that not only was perfect for China, but another one for her companion Lobo who had passed before her. While Lobo was not initially handled by you, thanks to my experience with you, I am more at peace with his state. I found the perfect ones-China's matches her fur color, and Lobo's matches his eyes. The choices are befitting of them both. It was hard for me to express at the time, and to be honest it still is, but thank you again.
On August 23rd, I had to make the hardest decision I have faced so far. People talk about how their pets are their furry children, and China was no different for me. She was my “Baby Girl,” “My Little China Girl,” and my “Ghost Face.” She was my replacement child and I only hope the love I gave her came close to the amount she showed me.
When people think of Chows, they too often think about negatives. She was an ambassador to how sweet they can truly be. She wasn't the type of dog who craved constant attention, but she asked for it and when she was content, she would continue on her way to explore or to nap. When I came home, I was always greeted with her hopping to say, “Hello.” She danced around in front of me with her “wiggle butt” dance (her excitement could not be contained with just wagging her tail.) Once she had vetted you, any future visits were surely to see her. Even the Vet commented that either she had mellowed with age or she was an exceptionally sweet dog. That was just her.
When I brought her home, she was a fluffy ball of blue fur that people often thought was a stuffed animal until she moved. She loved to be carried like a baby, with her puppy belly exposed for belly rubs. (The love of belly rubs continued, being carried did not.) Spoiled? Of course, but how could I not with a face that cute-especially when her favorite way to wake me up as a puppy was to nibble my ear? At first Lobo, my other dog, wanted nothing to do with her. She was tenacious in her determination to win him over and before long they were inseparable. When we lost him, her mourning was heartbreaking. I was devastated, and she helped me through that time.
For 16 years, I shared my life with this wonderful creature. She was stubborn, a bit of a diva, loving, one of the most maternal animals I have ever seen (even small dogs were puppies in her eyes.) To have to say the inevitable goodbye to her was hard. I can only console myself with knowing that I did the right thing for her, even if it was the hardest thing for me.
Lobo was the first dog I had as an adult. He was meant to be mine, as his previous homes didn't work out for him. It was love at first sight for us. He will always hold a special place in my heart as my first dog and because he was an exceptional companion. He was in my life for 14 years and in China's for nine. He's not alone now. I'm so grateful that he is no longer as he was returned to me from the other place. I can finally stop avoiding looking in his direction and instead concentrate on the good things.
Thank you again. You are giving much needed comfort at one of the worst times.
“...You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.”
Our Beagle Boys are home!
We could not be happier with the services received from Cape Coral Pet Crematory. They were fantastic! Received a beautiful wood carved urn and Rainbow Bridge sympathy card! Thank you so much!!!
For the past 13 years of my life . . .
Dearest Peaches & JW,
For the past 13 years of my life, I've shared it with what I consider to be the greatest dog, friend and son that anyone could ever ask to be blessed with; his name Wizzard.
Wizzard was a little puppy that someone cruel in this world dropped off and left in the mountains of Kentucky when it was 18 degrees, the middle of winter. I could not leave something that small and cute to survive which could barely fit into the palm of my hands.
Wizzard and myself had been through a lot together the past 13 years of our lives, from eating bowls of Ramen noodles because I couldn't afford dog food, all the way to winning money at the horse races and eating his own porterhouse T-Bone.
I've always been the type of person that goes the extra mile to help others as well as other animals, but mostly, sharing my good fortune with others. People may laugh and call me ignorant, but giving him steak once in a while was well worth the loyalty and relationship that he and I shared.
It has been a very hard week for me, lots of stress added, and worst of all, the loss of my best friend and what I considered to be my son. Through it all, both you and JW have been very kind, consoling, and most of all given me the strength to deal with my loss.
I really do appreciate the kindness given by you both, and JW especially for dealing with me when I was at my worst, with nothing but kindness and compassion. If ever I should need your service again, I would not hesitate whatsoever. I would also recommend anyone in the world to bring their loved fur babies to you. You certainly made the best out of a bad situation for me and I thank you very much, furthermore, would like to add, that I never knew that dealing with my loss would have been greeted with total professionalism, but even more, the understanding and compassion that you both gave to me warmed my soul.
God bless you both. Thank you for your kindness, compassion and understanding in a time for me that has still been very hard for me to deal with.
Rest in Peace Wizz. I love you with all my heart and soul. I don't know if God will agree, but I look forward to your lovin's.
William and Wizzard
PS: THANK You very much for your response. Once again, you've comforted my soul with your kindness. You Do Not know what this means to me. I am very grateful for you. Have a wonderful and blessed day, may the Lord be with you always.