Take care of yourself-grief can affect you even if you think it hasn’t.

We have each other, but it's still tough.

It's so hard when they go; the house is different, lonely, quiet. And the holidays make it harder. He is in heaven now. Peace.

You're right, the house is different. We're just so grateful to have had him; all the memories are a thousand times worth it for the sorrow at the end .

I'm sure you & Mrs. Gave him the best years of his life.

And would gladly do it again.

He had some health issues, but he is at peace now.

He sounds like a character. I hope his memory is a comfort.

And ATTITUDE! We will cherish those memories.

And I’m glad you had many happy years with him.

Even though we know this is part of the deal, its still rough.

Be assured he will guard you from the other side. Hugs to you.

Hadn't thought of that, but he'll be back on duty now.

When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown to Glory but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below:
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master's own,
Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonour'd falls, unnotic'd all his worth,
Deny'd in heaven the Soul he held on earth:
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.
Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debas'd by slavery, or corrupt by power,
Who knows thee well, must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy heart deceit!
By nature vile, ennobled but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye! who behold perchance this simple urn,
Pass on, it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend's remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one—and here he lies.

https://poets.org/poem/epitaph-dog

A toast to all our dog friends here or past.

I have lost several beloved dogs and I know the pain you must be feeling. I hope you can take comfort in knowing you gave Jake all the love and care he so richly deserved.

You are in my thoughts, friend.

We tried our best to spoil him completely rotten, and I think we succeeded; he had a good life with us.

Your name says it perfectly.

It's a blessing to have them in our lives, and it hurts to say goodbye

You said it perfectly.

We treasure the time we had with him.

Nice that Mrs. Permanut and I shared so many adventures with him, and we will treaure those memories for sure.

Shows how much we care about these little rascals.

May the memories of your years together bring a smile to your face and give you comort.

You are exactly right.

RIP little Jake.

and fondly remember the giant killer attack dog that he was in his heart.

Our Great Pyrenees, Ronan believed that he was a tiny lap dog.

Thank you for a smile, I needed one.

Or really any animal

and trusting and loyal. Jake was all of those things.

I know how hard it is and how much it hurts. Thank you for giving him a good home and loving him. I'm sure he loved you right back.

May your memories of your beloved Jake bring you some comfort at this sad time.

With deepest sympathy,
MIButterfly

Powerful post, so eloquent.

You are so right about losing a family member.

he would quietly grumble when Mr. TBF came near, esp. when he was eating. They can be very protective of the person feeding them! I'm so sorry for your loss.

So you were his person. Oh, yeah, protective; complete with the snarl and the teeth and the whole deal.

Pets are our Angels on Earth, even when the little ones go into "attack mode". He was a lucky boy to have you and your wife.

There was the one time he peed on me, but that's a darn good record.

I will post pics, but you're right, not quite up to it yet.

Losing a pet is one of the hardest things to go through. They really are family members.

You are so right, because we care so much. The time we have and the adventures and the memories make it worth it.

Chihuahuas have such big personalities you forget how small they are. I will be thinking of your family.

Boy you are sure right about their personalities. Jake was 100 pounds of attitude in a 10 pound dog.

We have Chihuahua we picked up from a rescue organization 10 years ago. They thought he may be 2 yo at that time. I was in the hospital for a month just days after we picked up, so he bonded with Mr. GentryDixon. I've had more bites and wounds from getting too close to his person. I've noticed in the last year he has mellowed out & will allow me to get close to the two of them together. I guess in his old old age it's too much trouble to be on guard at all times.

He retired from his duties as Vicious Killer Junkyard Attack dog, but not before he got me a couple times and I learned how to be quicker.

I am so very sorry for your loss. I lost my sweet, baby girl dog last week. We've had her in our lives since she was 9 weeks old. She was 14 and suffering with pain. I am picking up her ashes this afternoon. It has been rough. I know what you are going through, and feel your pain. DU has been so very supportive and they have helped me a lot. Dont hesitate to lean on us if you need to. We are all here for you.

so kind of you to reach out in your time of loss. You are so right about DU, I think there are angels on here, including you.

I hope you feel better soon

The grief comes and goes, but the memories truly are forever.