Charlie looks like about the 2nd greatest cat ever

That thread is so good for my nerves.

Winter coat is coming in

I got another one - meet Archer!

What a hero

Haha, fat cats are so awesome.

Meet Tofu, the dumber of my two cats

Here's my little monster (12 weeks old Havanese/Poodle) Once she can do stairs, I'll be thrilled.

My Name is Newman...

My Father let me pick my own name by trying/calling me by many names until I really found one I really liked... Newman.

I looked at my father with great interest when he called me by my new name.



I like selfies and posing for photos...



I also really really liked playing in the snow...



More selfies!





Flower time!



School Girl Pose!



My Dad says I had eyes like Paul Newman...





My Mom loves me so much she leaves me with lipstick everyday before work...



My dad commissioned a painting of my favorite Selfie...





After 15 years of traveling in the USA and a really wonderful home life... I started to feel a little sick. I tried my best to stay brave for my mom and dad, trying with great strength to walk and pretend everything was normal... but everything wasn't normal, my poor body started letting me down.





Last Sunday I spent HOURS and HOURS sleeping outside under a beautiful tree in our front yard... my dad by my side watching me with love.









Sunday night I ate a really great rib eye dinner cooked by my dad...



Monday morning, my Mom and Dad took me to the wonderful veterinarian by our home for a visit... I could barely hold my head up to see.



I was so very tired and sick... I could not smile.



It's okay daddy... please be strong... I just want to sleep.



my wonderful mom gave me one last kiss, and you know what... ALL DOGS DO INDEED GO TO HEAVEN!

[Jerry Seinfeld voice]: Newman!

Damn it that post started out so good.

Newman. lovely boy

Yep. Been there done that. Would do it again--and probably will.

Condolences to MSchu.

Thank you... I need to do this to try and heal. The loss is so great my wife can't bare it.
BTW... Newman was a girl

anyone else have dreams about their dead animals?

lovely girl my mistake

take some time. give the same love and great life to a new dog

condolences MSchu and wife

RIP Newman.

Completely understand. It was ~20 years ago when I took my Great Dane to the vet one night and held his head while the vet gave him the necessary injection. When he was gone, I quickly took the vet's offer to allow him to handle the rest of it. I still start tearing up thinking about it.

Best wishes to you and your wife.

****ing A how'd it get so dusty in here? Goddamnit.

MSchu18, my heart goes out to you, your wife, and that very very very good girl Newman. These pure souls that visit us and take care of us and then go away. It is so ****ing hard. Extra hugs and treats for Roxie tonight in Newman's honor.

Sorry for your loss, Newman looks like a very good girl, and I fear the day my little Lady takes that trip. I only hope I can send her off in a similarly appropriate manner.

Bless you folks... thank you

Damn it again.

RIP Newman. I feel for you MSchu. I went through the same thing at the end of August with my best friend for the last 15 years. She hated riding in the car and my vet wouldn't do a housecall, but I found a really great vet that came to the house and helped us out. It's been tough, but I'm looking forward to doing some fostering after the first of the year, until I find a new pup I can't let go. I miss my girl:



Duck before:


Duck after:

one time i was listening to George Nori late at night and one of their "wacky" guests said that their dead cat was a welcoming guest to dead kids who die of cancer in the afterlife. I think animals have special roles in this life and the afterlife. Makes you think.

So sorry for your loss, Mschu.

When one of our cats died in an accident, one of my wife coworkers gave us the following poem:

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...

I just read your post and I can hardly bear it, RIP sweet girl