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It is with a heavy heart and endless tears that I have to say I lost my best friend Nikita. I had her put down on June 23, 2009 at 10:30 AM.

Nikita had a very rough night Monday and early Tuesday morning. I knew by her actions and eyes

that it was time for me to say good bye and let her rest.

 

She fought very hard and I know she fought so hard for me and stayed around as long as she did for me. But I knew to be fair to the little girl who loved me so much I needed to say good bye and it was tough. Our vet agreed that it was Nikita's time and she needed to rest. I was with her when she passed and it was so difficult seeing her go.

 

Today I buried my Princess at a pet cemetery by the beach with her favorite toys. She finally looked comfortable and I knew she was no longer in pain.

 

However that does not take away the empty feeling, heartache and void I feel in my heart and soul. Nikita was a vital part of our family and she will be deeply missed but forever in our hearts.

 

I love you Nikita!

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I am so sorry to hear that Nikita has passed on, but she is (I am sure) grateful that you eased her out of her discomforts with love, kindness, and caring.

 

She will live on in your heart and in happy memories, and she is no longer in pain or fear. We grieve because they are gone on and we are left without them for now.

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As I read your post, my heart breaks. I know how hard both of you struggled. You were both very best friends. Know that she knows you loved her. Some say dogs cannot think- I believe they can..... try to continue to think about all the good times together. I am so sorry.

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So sad to read and my heart goes out to you.

Nikita is at rest and you gave her both the gift of living a great life with you and going to her rest when the time was right for her.

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A friend sent this to me when I lost my dear girl. It made me smile and cry. I hope it does the same for you.

 

_______________________

 

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. Her bright eyes are intent; Her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her 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....

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I'm so sorry that you've lost your beloved Nikita. Rest assured that she was so surrounded by your love at the end that she was able to pass peacefully. She knew how much you loved her and she knw that she would live on in your heart forever. They have such a short time with us and in that short time they wrap themselves around our hearts so thoroughly. My prayers are with you and Nikita--may she rest in peace and may you find peace and healing with time.

 

J.

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Very sorry for your loss. You did the right thing for her, you helped her and loved her, as I'm sure she totally trusted you would.

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The House Dog’s Grave (for Haig, an English Bulldog)

by Robinson Jeffers

 

I’ve changed my ways a little; I cannot now

Run with you in the evenings along the shore,

Except in a kind of dream; and you,

If you dream a moment,

You see me there.

 

So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door

Where I used to scratch to go out or in,

And you’d soon open; leave on the kitchen floor

The marks of my drinking-pan.

 

I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do

On the warm stone,

Nor at the foot of your bed; no,

All the nights through I lie alone.

 

But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet

Outside your window where firelight so often plays,

And where you sit to read‚

And I fear often grieving for me‚

Every night your lamplight lies on my place.

 

You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard

To think of you ever dying.

A little dog would get tired, living so long.

I hope that when you are lying

Under the ground like me your lives will appear

As good and joyful as mine.

 

No, dears, that’s too much hope:

You are not so well cared for as I have been.

And never have known the passionate undivided

Fidelities that I knew.

Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided…

But to me you were true.

 

You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.

I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures

To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,

I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.

 

 

Rest easy, Nikita.

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My heart goes out to you at this time. We never have our beloved friends and companions long enough. Nikita was able to move on because you loved her.

 

For you

We are thinking now of a setter, whose coat was flame in the sunshine and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This setter is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree or an apple or any flowering shrub of the garden is an excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer or gnawed at a flavorful bone or lifted head to challenge some strange intruder.

 

These are good places, in life or in death. Yet it is a small matter. For if the dog be well-remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where the dog sleeps. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppy hood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pastureland, where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is all one to the dog and all one to you, and nothing is gained and nothing is lost .... if memory lives.

 

But there is one best place to bury a dog. If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call -- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they shall not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.

 

The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.

 

From the Portland Oregonian, Sept. 11, 1925. By Ben Hur Lamp

 

Nikita will live on forever in your heart. RIP Nikita

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I have no words and I am very saddened.

 

All I can do is open a window and wish upon a star and leave a place in the garden for puppies to dance.

 

Ranger and Jin

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I know that Nikita was your "heart dog", and my heart breaks for you. When my "heart dog", Missy, passed on last year, I posted this tribute to her. I only use it when someone loses his/hrer "heart dog"; I hope this "Ode To A Heart Dog" brings some solace.

 

So this is where we part, my friend,

And you'll run on, around the bend,

Gone from sight, but not from mind,

New pleasures there you'll surely find.

 

I will go on. I'll find the strength.

Life measures quality, not its length.

One long embrace before you leave,

Share one last look, before I grieve.

 

There were others, that much is true,

But they be they, and they aren't you.

And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought,

Will remember well all you've taught.

 

Your place I'll hold, you will be missed,

The fur I stroked, the nose I kissed.

And as you journey to your final rest,

Take this with you....I loved you best.

 

And this tribute, a beautiful eulogy originally posted on this board by Baby’s Dad when his beloved Zeke made the trip to the Bridge, is also appropriate:

 

Go in peace, my valiant friend. Suffer no more; sweet sleep has come. Be welcomed by our friends; they have blazed a path for you to follow. Wait patiently, for I will join you again, your keen vision restored to lead our way, your strength renewed, for we shall journey on together forever. I learned from your courage in the waning of your days. You fought bravely through the pain, a whimper never passed, always by my side as I was by yours. Your battle is over, our grieving begins. Your place in my soul will always remain filled. So rest now in peace, my gallant companion, knowing how much I loved you and will miss you at my side.

 

Via con Dios, Nikita.

 

It would be so much easier to make these posts if my eyes weren't blurred by tears...

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