My Dog, Mulder
My dog, Mulder, the Border Collie, died on Sunday, January 29, 2006. He died sometime between 10am-1pm while we were at church. We don't know why or what caused it. Mulder was my baby and my favorite dog of all the dogs I've ever had. He was 3.6 years old. I miss him very much. He was so smart and so beautiful. I wish I could stop the tears from flowing but I've lost a member of my family in Mulder. I don't understand why he died and I feel guilty thinking that maybe there was something I could have done had I just took a little more notice, but I was getting dressed for church, it was raining and it just didn't click in my head. I surely miss him terribly.
I just cannot get him out of my mind. It's like an ache that has taken residence in my heart. Each time I think about him, I start to cry. It really hurts badly. I wish I'd had taken just a few seconds to go out and see about him. I should have known something because my husband had the backdoor open looking out and any time that door opens Mulder runs up the back steps, in any kind of weather, rain, sleet, snow, anything. I saw him laying in his doghouse with his head laying in the door but I just attributed it to the fact that he didn't want to come out in the rain. I was just not thinking! I could just hit myself, there may have been a little something I could have done. I could have least sit there and rubbed and patted his head, his beautiful head. I pray to God that it was nothing I did that may have caused his death, I don't think I could live with that.
I know that if there are dogs in heaven, Mulder is there. He's such a beautiful, obedient dog that I know that he is herding sheep there. I know also, that one day, soon, I will see him again and again we will play fetch, Again he will try his best to crawl upon my lap and sit like he did when he was a puppy. I will never forget Mulder, he was my baby that actually helped me through the rehabilatation sessions I had to go through when I had my sugeries. He kept me from losing hope.
I love you Mulder and you will forever be in my heart. You will always be my baby.
I just cannot get him out of my mind. It's like an ache that has taken residence in my heart. Each time I think about him, I start to cry. It really hurts badly. I wish I'd had taken just a few seconds to go out and see about him. I should have known something because my husband had the backdoor open looking out and any time that door opens Mulder runs up the back steps, in any kind of weather, rain, sleet, snow, anything. I saw him laying in his doghouse with his head laying in the door but I just attributed it to the fact that he didn't want to come out in the rain. I was just not thinking! I could just hit myself, there may have been a little something I could have done. I could have least sit there and rubbed and patted his head, his beautiful head. I pray to God that it was nothing I did that may have caused his death, I don't think I could live with that.
I know that if there are dogs in heaven, Mulder is there. He's such a beautiful, obedient dog that I know that he is herding sheep there. I know also, that one day, soon, I will see him again and again we will play fetch, Again he will try his best to crawl upon my lap and sit like he did when he was a puppy. I will never forget Mulder, he was my baby that actually helped me through the rehabilatation sessions I had to go through when I had my sugeries. He kept me from losing hope.
I love you Mulder and you will forever be in my heart. You will always be my baby.
posted by Sandy Walker | 10:21 AM
3 Comments:
Hi Sandy,
I'm sorry to hear about your dog.
I know how I felt when our first dog had to be put to 'sleep' because she had cancer.
At least Mulder didn't suffer much or long a guess.
But 4 years is way to young to die for a dog.
Hope BB (bigboy :)) will give you much joy :)
Gretings, Arjan
Thu Feb 02, 07:23:04 AM EST{originally posted}
While some understand perfectly your pain, others can't imagine loving an animal so much. Don't worry about that - just feel what you feel and grieve how you need to.
I think Mulder was meant to be there for you just when you needed him most; be comforted to know you made the most of the time you were given. That was one happy dog! He's probably chasing something in heaven now so much better than a plastic bottle - that was just practice here on earth.
God loves us so much and he knows your pain; I can't believe he doesn't have a space for our beloved pets. I have peace that you'll see Mulder again. That makes me wonder - do you think Jesus had a pet when he was a boy? As the Creator - did animals recognize him? Wouldn't that have been cool to see? If God cares for the sparrow and knows when it falls, he certainly knows when a loved animal dies. Let him hold you when you're sad. He's our ABBA, our Daddy!
Love you, Sandy, my heart feels your pain.
Hello,
My name is Krystle, and I am from Arkansas. I found your post while random googling. While I have never been what you are going through, and I can never fully understand I do know this: Animals have souls. I am a Catholic by way of family tradition, and Catholics as well as other religions do not believe that dogs go to heaven. However, I was gifted with my dog when my family and I were going through a hard time. He is a pappi-poo. He is black with little touches of white that looks like a suit. I named him Mulder for my love of the show the X-Files as well as the unknown. He looks at me, and I feel there is a soul there. Why would they be our consulates, our protectors, our best friends if they didn't have a soul? They are just as divine as everything else God created, and maybe even more so. Your Mulder is in Heaven. This I believe.
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