Georgia Has Gone to the Bridge

[Woody]

Well Georgia has left us. Her health had been declining for some time and she took a turn for the worse over the weekend. She wouldn't eat, couldn't get up and by this time could barely walk. I hated seeing her suffer for the last little while. It was the first time in ages I heard her cry, she cried once before when she had a pancreas attack many years ago.

I remember way back when my wife sent me a photo of her from work and said that these people were going to take her to the pound because she was out of control and she asked if she should grab her on the way home. Of course she rescued her a few hours later.

She was a great friend to Cooper and Ovie. She was a great friend to us. She was my little Georgia Doodle Dog.

I include a photo of her and Cooper, one when she first started going grey, one when she was pup and the last one with Ovie. She never cared for Ovie at first and then one day she just walked over and slapped him with her paw and the cuddled with him. I guess that was her way of saving she loved him.

[katALlabs]

Oh Woody I’m so sorry to hear about Georgia. You gave her a great life! It is indeed hard to watch them grow old.
I’ve shared this with others who have lost a fuzzy loved one, I hope it brings you some comfort as it did myself when I found it.
Run free sweet Georgia!

Old dogs don’t die; they can’t.

They’ve merely run up ahead; they’re waiting for us just out of sight. Close your eyes late at night and you may smell his musky odor, or perhaps hear his snuffle from the next room. Pay attention and you may feel his nose on your hand or the back of your calf. When your final day comes, you can go on to meet him; he’s never left you and never will, and when you close your eyes for the last time, you’ll open them again to be met with his Bright eyes and wagging tail.

Old dogs don’t die, at least, not those dogs who take the biggest chunks of our hearts with them when they leave us. Those dogs are inextricably part of our souls, and they go with us wherever we are. Though we may not see them, we know they’re there because our heart is still beating; we still breathe, and those of us who have been truly touched by a good dog know our lives really started the day we met them.
Magnificent dogs don’t die. They shepherd our dreams and only allow the good ones through the gates of our consciousness. They watch over us much as they did in life, and that moment when we step just barely outside of death or disaster, it’s because they moved our feet or they stopped short in front of us as they did in life.

You see, a good dog is something only given to a few people. They are a gift from the universe and, though they’re with us only a short time, they never really leave us. They are loyalty and love perfected, and once we are graced with that sort of love we can never lose it. We merely lose sight of it for a time, and that is our fault; for how can love like that ever go away?

It can’t. It can’t, and it never will. For these brave souls trade their hearts for ours, and they beat together beyond sickness, beyond death. They are ours, and we are theirs, for every sunrise and every sunset, until the sun blazes its last and we once again join the stars.

Author: Unk

[Berna]

I am really sorry for your loss of sweet Georgia. She had a wonderful life with you.

[Snowshoe]

I am so sorry, you will miss her. Run Free Georgia and run to Woody in his memories till you meet again at the Bridge.

[Jollymolly]

So sorry for your loss. Run free Georgia

[Kleb]

I’m so sorry to hear about Georgia. Run with the wind, sweet girl.

[SoapySophie]

So sorry - run free, sweet girl.

[Woody]

Thanks everyone for your response. We appreciate it. She was such a sweet girl that brought lots of joy to our life. We are glad she is finally at peace.

[smartrock]

I'm sorry, Georgia was a lovely girl. I didn't remember the story of how you got her. It's so hard to watch them decline. She was lucky you guys found her.

[barry581]

SO sorry to see this Woody. Absolutely heartbreaking. My prayers for you and the family for your loss.