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yanderemommabean · 19 hours
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Hey beans,
I just want to thank you all for your patience during my grieving period. I'm slowly getting better, and I'm trying to get my mind off of all the heart ache, but you know how it goes, everything still stings and hurts.
I plan on making a little flower jar for Baby Girl as a memorial, since she lived in the woods and loved running through the puddles and creeks the rain would leave behind.
It'll help with my grief and also just make a pretty little memorial piece to have in my room to remember her by. Again, thank you all so much for understanding and being patient and sweet with me, I love you all very much! This was just an update to how I was doing, hopefully I can get back in the groove of things!
-Mommabean
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bitchesgetriches · 3 days
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NEW POST! A Hand-Holding Guide To Planning the End of Your Pet’s Life
We each lost a beloved dog this month. So we decided to turn our pain into what we hope is a helpful guide.
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stiffyck · 2 months
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watching Scars video about Jellie right now and Im incredibly emotional again but I just thought everyone should see this picture of her
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mazzystarjpg · 6 months
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cat gravestones found on roadarch.com
via _bioluminessence_ on tiktok
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little-tunny · 1 year
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On the topic of pet loss, I drew this comic after my sweet Goopy passed away. I have a working list of art ideas, and for 5 long years at the very top of my idea list was “Comic where I take Huey and Goop to McDonald’s that ends with no punchline.” Every time I wanted to draw something I’d see that idea first, but always kept pushing it back for another time. When Huey passed away I thought about just deleting it, cause I felt like it was too late to draw it, and reading it made my heart hurt. But I couldn’t bring myself to get rid of it, so taking them to McDonald’s remained at the top of the list. Then, about a year later, I lost Goop to cancer. It came out of nowhere, and within two weeks he was gone. Almost all of my prompts were about him, I loved drawing Gooby. I was so distraught I couldn’t even turn on my work computer and face it. And when I finally felt good enough to draw again, there was that prompt staring back and me. And I thought, you know what? Fuck it, it’s never too late to take them to McDonald’s. If I can’t see them in life, I want to see them in art. I don’t want to stop loving them the way I do now. So, I took Huey and Goop to McDonalds, with no punchline.
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janetsneedlefelting · 4 months
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Two needle felted dogs. Hope you are having a great evening (or morning)!
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ssssshunyaa · 4 months
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agarthanguide · 28 days
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Good night, Mago. You were the finest cat, and you will be Mine Forever.
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lackadaisycats · 5 months
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Hi Tracy, i wanted to ask a somewhat personal question. How do you deal with losing beloved pet? I recently lost my 9-year-old tortie a month ago to kidney failure and GDV and even though i still got three other babies to dote for (and they're all lovely), it's really hard to feel as much love as i did with my tortie. She was my first cat and was incredibly loving and patient with, helped me immensely while grieving for my father's passing a few years ago.
With her gone, it really does feel like a lot of me also went with her. It makes living very hard. I made tiny sculpture and wood soldering in her memory but i don't really know how to deal with the actual emptiness inside me. Sorry for the word vomit but i figured since you also lost a precious cat before, you might have insight for this situation
I'm so sorry for the loss of your beloved tortie.
I don't have any special skills for dealing with death, really, but I suppose I can speak a bit about personal experience.
I think it's natural to feel a yawning emptiness when something so intimately intertwined in your life - a constant companion, a source of joy, something around which your daily schedule is structured - is suddenly gone. It can be a very lonely sort of grief too, as the loss of a pet doesn't generally come with the same community and ritual that human death does. To others, your dear companion was perhaps just an animal. Not to equate it with human death in the broader scheme, exactly, but it can mean personal devastation, compounded by being alone in coping with it. Societally, we probably do ourselves some significant harm believing we must rapidly "get over" losses like this.
There's no getting-over-it that I know of, anyway, but there is the knowledge that the nature of grief changes over time (it sounds like you're no stranger to that). The stormy waves that knock you about with the immensity of the loss gradually give way to more placid waters. The sadness remains, but grows gentler and maybe sweeter even, because it creates a quiet space to reflect on the pet that enriched and graced a chapter of your life with their presence.
In the meantime, while awaiting some peace, I personally find there's an analgesic effect to making the feelings of grief actionable. The meditative nature of art and the act of memorializing a companion animal won't fill in that void, but it can help you start to process and accept it, to find a way to transmogrify it into a repository for your feelings and memories of love. I'd say keep making sculptures, make a scrapbook, draw a picture of her - anything, if it puts you in a different state of mind as you're doing it.
Looking after animals that are in need of care and attention in the moment, even if you feel emotionally distant, might help you regain some footing too. Setting up shelters for feral cats and fostering rescues are some things I like to do. There's a sort of grounding, self-rescue interwoven in focusing some energy on the living.
Most of all, grant yourself time. Do yourself the kindness of not feeling bad about feeling bad. Mourn without believing you must rush to find a cure for the sadness.
If, however, you are suffering or finding it impossible to function day to day, please do reach out to seek qualified counseling.
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enii · 8 months
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The next time we meet, I will never let you go💕
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nmolesofadrenaline · 5 months
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fledermaus-art · 4 months
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Singing will happen, happening, happened Will happen, happening, happened And will happen again and again 'Cause you and I will always be back then You and I will always be back then And so, you and I will always be best friends.
Okay to reblog, just be respectful👍
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artist-rat · 1 year
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this is unlike the stuff i usually post, but wanted to share. it's from a project i started a few days ago. (i've felt like testing sth like this for a longer while—just some loose lines, little critters i love, and warm words.) 🧡
unrelated and not, our beloved cat passed away yesterday morning. i'd just happened to draw this the day before we said goodbye. so i feel like it's for her. ❤️
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janetsneedlefelting · 2 months
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A felted Westie based on pet photo. Have a great weekend!
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millerflintstone · 3 months
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It's really weird in the house. Unfriendly and I moved out to MI in July of 1999. We didn't have any pets at the time. Diva moved herself in September of 1999. We've had at least one cat ever since. Until now.
Our plans this year are to get the hell out of GA and into NM. Will we adopt a new kitty once we've settled? We're not sure. I think I'll still want to foster but that's not something I want to start right now.
We both keep expecting to see Gigabyte in the house.
When we got home from picking up her ashes, I did start cleaning up some things. I threw out her upstairs litter box, some open and uneaten food, all of the different baby foods and wet cat foods that were in the fridge. There's more to throw out or clean and store away. There's stuff I need to return, too. There's so much stuff I can also probably donate to shelters. I don't need to wipe the fact she existed out of the house, though. Her water bowls are still up as is her window bed.
While I'm really sad, I'm also really relieved she's not suffering anymore. We both think Gigabyte didn't really want to leave us. Diva was ready. She was cognizant on her last day and purred while eating ham, but she was ready. Gigabyte was really trying to hang on and had we let her it would have been so much more painful for all of us, especially her.
I'm better at dealing with my guilt and regrets. My vet said I did more than 99.99% percent of people in terms of Gigabyte's health and well being. While I know she's right, I also feel I could've done more. That's the control freak in me. I have no power over the natural course of life, but I can't help feeling like I failed which is not the least bit realistic or healthy.
Today we've just been lumps on the couch. We've watched all of the first season of A.P. Bio (not bad) and The Continental: From the World of John Wick (meh). Maybe we'll find a movie to watch later. I can't bring myself to do any music gig work.
The day has just felt odd. The space feels odd. Not having a cat just feels unnatural but I also can't imagine bringing in a new kitty so soon. It helps some folks and that's great, but I need time.
Thanks again for all of your kind words.
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netbug009 · 3 months
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I went onto the HC9 public server to see Jellie after I got the news. Turns out a lot of folks had the same idea and built a whole memorial, spamming rockets, blowing horns, and throwing offerings as the server restarted.
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