My best friend, Lambchop.

My dog, Lambchop, was my sidekick for over 13.5 years.  She was by my side during prom:

Next to me when I graduated high school and went with me to the University of Florida:

She was towed behind me when I went on bike rides with my husband: (I loved the looks on people’s faces when they peered in, expecting a baby and instead saw her grin)

She was by my side during life’s best events. Like when I peed on a stick and prayed that this would be the month:

Although she had survived cancer twice in her thirteen years, she became very sick with a new type of cancer at the end of my pregnancy. I prayed she would stay with us long enough to meet our child.  She hung in there and was waiting by the door when we brought our 6 pound 2 ounce son, Jackson, home with us from the hospital:

I think she waited to cross the Rainbow Bridge until she knew Greg & I had Jackson. She stayed with us for almost a month after Jackson was born. He loved his big sister:

We knew when it was time for her to go, but saying goodbye to my best friend was heartbreaking.  She knew that having Jackson would help ease the pain and fill the hole in my heart:

I miss Lambchop every day, I don’t think that will ever go away. The Rainbow Bridge is a poem which reminds me that Lambchop is waiting for me on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.

Have you ever had a pet like Lambchop? We love Rex, but Lambchop was my “dog of a lifetime.” Do you ever get over the loss?

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….

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Comments

  1. jen_keekoin says

    she was a beautiful dog! and it's so weird that you wrote this because i also had a dog that was my life. he was a greyhound named salty dog… and he also battled with illnesses and far outlived what they expected him to. however, he didnt' pass away until right after my first child was born. and i truly also believe that he waited until we had averi so that she would keep us happy as he left us. now that i've read your story, it confirms that thought even more. he's been gone for almost 3 years now and i miss him terribly, but i know it's been easier to move on in life b/c of my children. thanks for sharing this. i'm sure lambchop is always looking over you :)

    • says

      Thanks Jen! I love the name Salty Dog, have you ever been to the restaurant down South by the same name?You're totally right about being easier to move on having children. If I didn't have Jackson I'm sure I'd be really depressed with her being gone. Did you ever get another dog?

  2. says

    Awe, I enjoyed this post and love the pictures! We have a 3-year-old Golden, who isn't so sure about our new family addition…but I know they will grow to become best of friends. You are totally right that she waited until Jackson arrived…it's weird how they know, but they do!

    • says

      Rex isn't so sure about the baby either. He is very patient though, especially now that Jackson has a good grip on that long fur. Rex is pretty smart and has figured out to stay a baby's arm length away now!

  3. says

    Brought a tear to my eye! I've lost 2 family dogs and it is so hard! I don't know what I'm going to do when MY dogs cross over the bridge :(

  4. says

    Just blog hoppin' along. This was such a sweet post. I think I've got my pet of a lifetime right now, and I think she'll get some extra belly rubs from me tonight. BTW, I think I live in the town of the Salty Dog…never been to it, but everyone talks about it :)

  5. ericakloetstra says

    awww, this story has be bawling. I had a special cat that I wished would have lived forever, I miss her. There is just soemthing about our "pets" that is family and people who don't have pets don't know.

    • says

      I completely agree. My husband had never had a dog before he met me, and is now a certifiable dog crazy like me! They were our kids before we had kids!

  6. says

    Damn, your post made me cry. No joke!! I have a cat who has been my sidekick for the last 8 years. I will be devastated when he decides to go to cat heaven. I'm not sure if you can ever get over a loss like that. I do believe it gets easier with time, but I don't think you can ever get over it. It sounds like Lambchop had quite the life with you, so those are the things you have to think about… I think. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Hope you are enjoying the blog party!!

  7. says

    Are you trying to make me cry on my first visit to your site?? I had to put a special doggy to sleep and it was still one of the hardest things I've ever done. We have a new doggie now…I don't think about that stuff now. Anyway, visiting from the D List. Happy blogging

  8. says

    aww Lambchop :'( I remember the day that happened. It's so so so hard to lose a puppy dog! It's even harder being a grown up and having to make the decision. Dixie was *my* first dog (we had family dogs, but she was mine, I picked her out at the pound) and went with me from my parents' house to my new life with Christopher. Making the decision to let her go was the hardest most awfullest thing! And if it's possible, I love Cindy (my chihuahua) even more. I don't even want to think about it! Lambchop seemed like such a sweetie and I'm so happy Jackson got to meet her!