Tribute to Kashmir

Last Friday, February 15th, a dear friend, volunteer and foster mom had to say goodbye to her best friend and first boxer, Kashmir. She has asked us to post this tribute in Kashmir's memory. Rest in peace darling Kash! Our thoughts are with our friend during this difficult time.




As I sit here typing, it’s 3am and it dawns on me that this is the first time I’ve ever lost sleep over anything.  It’s been two days since you crossed the bridge and quite frankly, I don’t know how to live without you, my darling baby girl.  I am shattered and I am not sure I will be able to put the pieces of my heart back together.  Your brother Kramer misses you, and so does your foster brother, even after only having known you for three short weeks.  That’s how amazing you were.  Everyone loved you.  I fell in love with you after meeting you for the first time, when you were just a baby, almost nine years ago.  How I wish I could have nine more.  How I wish I could have a lifetime with you.   You were the light of my life, my trusty companion and every moment good or bad was shared with you.  That’s why I say, I don’t know how to live without you…


When we found your illness at Christmas, I thought I was going to lose you right away, or perhaps have to help you cross the bridge.  I cried and stayed at your side for hours on end, just holding you and sleeping beside you.  I had always feared the day I would lose you and never thought it would be so soon.  But then a miracle happened and we managed to treat you, and you gave me nearly two gloriously happy months where you were just like a puppy again, so happy and carefree.  Full-blow, uninterrupted, crazy, goofy 100% Kashmir through and through.  My little girl reborn!  And I cherished every minute with you because I somehow always knew you were on borrowed time from that point on, it was just too good to be true.  When I brought you to the vet on Valentine’s day after you had your first seizure since starting the treatments, they told me they would have to keep you overnight to make sure you were ok.  You loved that vet’s office and the staff so much, and they loved you too…  because of that I wasn’t worried about leaving you in their care and thought I would be picking you up the next day.  We all thought this was just a little bump in the road.  If I would’ve known you would be breathing your last breath the next morning my pretty girl I would’ve slept beside you in the cage.  I am so sorry that I wasn’t by your side when you crossed the bridge.  I did everything I could to help you, I would have sold the house and car if money could have saved you but you must’ve been too good for this earth and your time had come.  I know you went gently and were not suffering, and I hope you can forgive me for not being with you at that time.  Please know that I was thinking of you, that I am always thinking of you, that you are in my heart always and I love you every minute of every day and I will continue to do so forever.  I have never felt as broken or empty as I do now, my heart will be forever scarred.  I hate the thought of not having you beside me, but I know you are with me in spirit.  The last time I saw you was on Valentine’s day and I remember thinking that you have my heart.   You have the most beautiful  soul and I am so honoured to have been your mommy.   Thank you for giving me the best years of my life and for loving me back unconditionally.  May you rest in peace my pretty girl and I cannot wait to see you at the bridge.  I love you.    


Rest in peace Kashmir


12 April 2004 – 15 February 2013
 

3 comments

  • nannyholman2005@hotmail.com

    nannyholman2005@hotmail.com

    I feel your grief as my baby girl brandy died 1 week ago today at 8:30pm of a heart attack she wasn't sick there was no warning just let her out to use the bathroom and she died using the bathroom on the bank you know I'll never get over this I cry and cry and my heat hurts so much she was 7 years old she was my friend mentor my protector she was my everything the house is so quite and silent now that I just walk around in disbelief I'll never recover from this never

    I feel your grief as my baby girl brandy died 1 week ago today at 8:30pm of a heart attack she wasn't sick there was no warning just let her out to use the bathroom and she died using the bathroom on the bank you know I'll never get over this I cry and cry and my heat hurts so much she was 7 years old she was my friend mentor my protector she was my everything the house is so quite and silent now that I just walk around in disbelief I'll never recover from this never

  • Eric

    Eric

    My heart breaks as I read this, we lost our fourteen month old boxer Maggie on February 16th after a brief but very courageous battle with chronic pancreatitis. We are devastated and cannot stop thinking of the life and love we have been deprived of so cruelly and prematurely. At this point, the pain is still very fresh, we can only try to cope as our home and family now has an irreparable void. The only consolation is her suffering is over. Wishing you much courage and good will.

    My heart breaks as I read this, we lost our fourteen month old boxer Maggie on February 16th after a brief but very courageous battle with chronic pancreatitis.
    We are devastated and cannot stop thinking of the life and love we have been deprived of so cruelly and prematurely.
    At this point, the pain is still very fresh, we can only try to cope as our home and family now has an irreparable void.
    The only consolation is her suffering is over.
    Wishing you much courage and good will.

  • Queade

    Queade

    It was through blurry eyes that I read your heartfelt tribute to your beloved Kashmir. Not only will Kahmir be waiting for you at the Rainbow bridge...many more dogs will too for you see as a foster mom you are a rescuer! Enjoy the following and be sure to have a tissue ready! Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All the recent arrivals were confused and concerned. They had no idea what to think for they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had spent some time waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was happening and began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge to watch. They knew this was something special. It wasn't too long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung heavy and low with tail dragging along the ground. The other animals on the pathway...the ones who had been at Rainbow Bridge for a while...knew the story of this sad creature immediately. They had seen it happen far too many times. Although it was obvious the animal's heart was leaden and he was totally overcome with emotional pain and hurt, there was no sign of injury or any illness. Unlike the pets waiting at the Bridge, this dog had not been restored to his prime. He was full of neither health nor vigor. He approached slowly and painfully, watching all the pets who were by now watching him. He knew he was out of place here. This was no resting place for him. He felt instinctively that the sooner he could cross over, the happier he would be. But alas, as he came closer to the Bridge, his way was barred by the appearance of an Angel who spoke softly to the old dog and apologized sorrowfully, telling him that he would not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their special people could pass over the Rainbow Bridge. And he had no special beloved people...not here at the Bridge nor on Earth below. With no place else to turn, the poor elderly dog looked toward the fields before the Bridge. There, in a separate area nearby, he spotted a group of other sad-eyed animals like himself...elderly and infirm. Unlike the pets waiting for their special people, these animals weren't playing, but simply lying on the green grass, forlornly and miserably staring out at the pathway leading to the Bridge. The recent arrival knew he had no choice but to join them. And so, he took his place among them, just watching the pathway and waiting. One of the newest arrivals at the Bridge, who was waiting for his special people, could not understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the pets who had been there for some time to explain it to him. "That poor dog was a rescue, sent to the pound when his owner grew tired of him. The way you see him now, with graying fur and sad, cloudy eyes, was exactly the way he was when he was put into the kennels. He never, ever made it out and passed on only with the love and comfort that the kennel workers could give him as he left his miserable and unloved existence on Earth for good. Because he had no family or special person to give his love, he has nobody to escort him across the Bridge." The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked, "So what will happen now?" As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the all-invasive gloom lifted. Coming toward the Bridge could be seen a single figure...a person who, on Earth, had seemed quite ordinary...a person who, just like the elderly dog, had just left Earth forever. This figure turned toward a group of the sad animals and extended outstretched palms. The sweetest sounds they had ever heard echoed gently above them and all were bathed in a pure and golden light. Instantly, each was young and healthy again, just as they had been in the prime of life. From within the gathering of pets waiting for their special people, a group of animals emerged and moved toward the pathway. As they came close to the passing figure, each bowed low and each received a tender pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. Their eyes grew even brighter as the figure softly murmured each name. Then, the newly-restored pets fell into line behind the figure and quietly followed this person to the Bridge, where they all crossed together. The recent arrival who had been watching, was amazed. "What happened?" "That was a rescuer," came the answer. "That person spent a lifetime trying to help pets of all kinds. The ones you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of such unselfish work. They will cross when their families arrive. Those you saw restored were ones who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are permitted to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor pets that couldn't be placed on Earth across the Rainbow Bridge. You see, all animals are special to them...just as they are special to all animals." "I think I like rescuers," said the recent arrival. "So does God," was the reply. --Author Unknown--

    It was through blurry eyes that I read your heartfelt tribute to your beloved Kashmir. Not only will Kahmir be waiting for you at the Rainbow bridge...many more dogs will too for you see as a foster mom you are a rescuer! Enjoy the following and be sure to have a tissue ready!

    Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray, damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All the recent arrivals were confused and concerned. They had no idea what to think for they had never experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had spent some time waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was happening and began to gather at the pathway leading to the Bridge to watch. They knew this was something special.
    It wasn't too long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung heavy and low with tail dragging along the ground. The other animals on the pathway...the ones who had been at Rainbow Bridge for a while...knew the story of this sad creature immediately. They had seen it happen far too many times.
    Although it was obvious the animal's heart was leaden and he was totally overcome with emotional pain and hurt, there was no sign of injury or any illness. Unlike the pets waiting at the Bridge, this dog had not been restored to his prime. He was full of neither health nor vigor. He approached slowly and painfully, watching all the pets who were by now watching him. He knew he was out of place here. This was no resting place for him. He felt instinctively that the sooner he could cross over, the happier he would be. But alas, as he came closer to the Bridge, his way was barred by the appearance of an Angel who spoke softly to the old dog and apologized sorrowfully, telling him that he would not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their special people could pass over the Rainbow Bridge. And he had no special beloved people...not here at the Bridge nor on Earth below.
    With no place else to turn, the poor elderly dog looked toward the fields before the Bridge. There, in a separate area nearby, he spotted a group of other sad-eyed animals like himself...elderly and infirm. Unlike the pets waiting for their special people, these animals weren't playing, but simply lying on the green grass, forlornly and miserably staring out at the pathway leading to the Bridge. The recent arrival knew he had no choice but to join them. And so, he took his place among them, just watching the pathway and waiting.
    One of the newest arrivals at the Bridge, who was waiting for his special people, could not understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the pets who had been there for some time to explain it to him.
    "That poor dog was a rescue, sent to the pound when his owner grew tired of him. The way you see him now, with graying fur and sad, cloudy eyes, was exactly the way he was when he was put into the kennels. He never, ever made it out and passed on only with the love and comfort that the kennel workers could give him as he left his miserable and unloved existence on Earth for good. Because he had no family or special person to give his love, he has nobody to escort him across the Bridge."
    The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked, "So what will happen now?"
    As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the all-invasive gloom lifted. Coming toward the Bridge could be seen a single figure...a person who, on Earth, had seemed quite ordinary...a person who, just like the elderly dog, had just left Earth forever. This figure turned toward a group of the sad animals and extended outstretched palms. The sweetest sounds they had ever heard echoed gently above them and all were bathed in a pure and golden light. Instantly, each was young and healthy again, just as they had been in the prime of life.
    From within the gathering of pets waiting for their special people, a group of animals emerged and moved toward the pathway. As they came close to the passing figure, each bowed low and each received a tender pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. Their eyes grew even brighter as the figure softly murmured each name. Then, the newly-restored pets fell into line behind the figure and quietly followed this person to the Bridge, where they all crossed together.
    The recent arrival who had been watching, was amazed. "What happened?"
    "That was a rescuer," came the answer. "That person spent a lifetime trying to help pets of all kinds. The ones you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of such unselfish work. They will cross when their families arrive. Those you saw restored were ones who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are permitted to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor pets that couldn't be placed on Earth across the Rainbow Bridge. You see, all animals are special to them...just as they are special to all animals."
    "I think I like rescuers," said the recent arrival.
    "So does God," was the reply.
    --Author Unknown--

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