Grieving actually is a cunt.
This is about coping with the loss of a pet. Believe me, if you’ve ever lost a pet, it really hurts.
But saying goodbye to your pet is a whole different ball game, when its saying goodbye to your partner.
My point here, is it hurts, and it’s an absolute cunt, it’s not a fucking competition. There aren’t degrees, and anyone who says “it’s just a dog” needs twatting.
Nominated by : Jeezum Priest
I can’t bear to go through the above comments, so will simply say this:
If you can afford it, feed your dog raw. Meat, bone, connective tissue.
Any part of an animal that’s simply been butchered.
So many woofers die of cancer because people feed them cheap commercial shite, either because of laziness or stinginess or unfortunate necessity.
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My dog is on a raw diet.
Beef and Wild Boar being his favourites.
His shits are microscopic.
When he eats tinned or dry food, his shits are massive.
Tells you a lot.
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Thomas.
May was raw food fed her entire life.
Didn’t prevent cancer.
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I understand, JP.
I simply meant statistically.
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I never thought, when I wrote this nom in an absolute fury of rage and grief, that it would even be published.
The response has been amazing.
We need to be able to mourn and eulogise our pets. Feel free to do an O/T on any of my noms, if you just lost your bubba.
As others have said, it’s a subject that has and will touch many of us. Empathy and sympathy from unseen online ‘friends’ can sometimes mean a great deal as has been shown here today. It was a wonderful nomination prompting an outstanding reaction from our sweary ranty community. Peace and strength to all those who have suffered a loss. Take care of yourselves – NA.
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I honestly can say, it’s a thing most of us relate to. Often it’s extremely painful, tears among us stiff upper lip types. We who have, or had pets know loss. It’s a righteous cuntting!
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I am surprised by the response to my loss also. What a decent collection of cunts.
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Well, I have to say I’m thoroughly depressed now, thinking of little friends that are no more.
I really am an anti social cunt when it comes to people, they are almost exclusively ( with notable exceptions) absolute cunts.
Not so with animals. So pure, so innocent, so loving.
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Losing a pet is hard, particularly a dog. My dog is literally my best friend. Ok he’s a crap judge of character. I dread they say he goes.
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You’re right on both counts. It’s like being a cunt is the preferred choice for most people.
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It is one both one of the worst and one of the best things we can do in life. We know when their time has come and to ease them over the line, pain free, is the best thing we can hope for. Unfortunately the good Lord makes us love them too much and it is the most horrible thing to have to say goodbye. All my closest relationships have had 4 legs and I have been married for 42 years.
There have been 3 times in the last 10 years I was going to write this nomination myself but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.
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indeed, you and I both. it’s a fucking cunt.
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When I was in hospital last month I came across this on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mwGnCIdHQH0
I looked across at Mrs. W and we were both crying. They don’t make them like Jimmy Stewart any more.
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All five of ours on raw,shit is much more pleasant to deal with. In past year we lost 16yr old JRT and 13yr old Rottweiler and last week my boy lost his 16yr old boy Nog an absolute dog of a life time, they are all special but Nog was something else, my boy is gutted. But if you’re a dog person you cant be without them.
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I grew up with dogs, best companions a man can have.But I can’t go through what happened to my dog again. if he had been an old beast, at least I could rationalise it. loosing a dog young is bloody torture. I won’t be doing it again.
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Having to euthanise a pet/companion is utterly heartbreaking.
And the pain doesn’t stop there.
But it’s the right thing to do if you love them.
Can only pray that when my time comes I will be treated equally humanely.
Won’t happen though, unless there’s a change in the law, obviously.
We can but hope.
Fuck the God botherers and our spineless politicians.
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for all our vicious cunting about life , one thing we are all in agreement about is our animals..it takes an animal to show kindness to a human and to show kindness back , however animals aren’t cunts, we are, and that says more about humans than a million years of cunting on this site, you are all wonderful we have a lot of respect for each other on this site, we are a great community
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I had to step away for a bit and so I’ve been unable to respond to all the heart felt stories by the IsaC Faithful.
Just know that my heart bleeds and I grieve for and with all of you.
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My mate has 2 jack Russell called Megadeth and Motorhead.
Fantastic names for dogs.
Anyone else got good dog names?
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Gary 😄
Only joking.
Buzz
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One of my cats is named Gary😻
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Our dog, a Springer Spaniel/black Labrador cross, is called Riley.
Named after the cowboy builder in Fawlty Towers.
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Half an hour…. lick ‘o paint …. half an hour …lick ‘o paint
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I’ve took in a few stray moggies over the years and one thing is for sure, you show them some kindness / home/ food, they really appreciate it.
Vets bill’s are a bit of a fucking pain, ( robbing bastard’s) and I have had words with the shiysters, but apart from that.
I would always take in a stray …🐱
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So sorry JP.
When I lost a pet back in the early 2000s, I was inconsolable. I came across this poem, which most will dismiss as wishing thinking drivel, but it helped at the time and I would like to think it is true.
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of Heaven is a place called The Rainbow Bridge. When
each animal dies they arrive at The 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
vigour; 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, someone who was left
behind either in reality or the dreams of what should have been for
those that never had a special bond, a special friend. Our friends that
shared our lives comfort the friendless ones, promising them that
their time will come.
Over the hill one by one come many people. They each stop and stare,
hearts caught in throats by the majesty of the view. For many there
are friends waiting, but more than a few have faced life’s burdens
alone and come to this haven expecting no one and falling to the
ground in despair. As each huddles in his separate, silent misery a
small silent form approaches. Soft muzzles are tentatively placed on
clenched hands. Tender caresses from paws and fingers, gentle
whispers of love pass back and forth. Loneliness meets loneliness and
dissolves in joy. Friendless no more, the person and animal unite in
joyous contemplation of their new-found special friendship. God in
His Wisdom has allowed another chance for those that had none on
this earth.
As for the other animals. they all run and play together, but the day
comes when they too suddenly stop and look into the distance. Their
bright eyes are intent; their eager bodies begin to quiver. Suddenly,
they break from the group, flying over the green grass, faster and
faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friends
finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted
again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress
their beloved heads, and you look once more into those trusting eyes,
so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.
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Condolences to you.
It’s so very hard losing your best friend, as that is what they are.
I lost my Ruby December 2022, completely unexpected and out of the blue. She was full of life, no apparent problems, slowed down a little (she was 12). Had a stroke in the middle of the night, died quickly and painlessly.
Best ending for her but incredibly hard for us, a real shock and devastating.
Never had a dog die at home before. What I did find though it what comes next. When a vet deals with your dog, they’re cremated communaly and the mixed ashes scattered in a field somewhere.
We were lucky enough to find a fantastic place in Wolverhampton (link : https://willowviewpetcremation.co.uk/ ). They treated Ruby with care and respect, a private cremation and we were able to collect her ashes and take them home to our garden.
It doesn’t lessen the pain but you at least have the consolation of knowing you did right by your friend.
I cannot imagine knowing your companion is in pain and suffering.
Time is a great healer and you will forever have your memories.
Thoughts and prayers with you.
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You bunch of sods! I’ve been balling my eyes out reading this thread today.
To pet parents everywhere – thank you for being there.
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As with everyone, thoughts are with you and it is a cunt. Been through it a few years back and now in the throes of having to decide with my old labrador. Fucking horrible
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