It’s StuART day. Time for some art.
I can only hope this soulful pose suggests him surveying what’s over the bridge. With so many of his furiends with him, they must be having a big time.
Stuart, my precious boy, I promise I’ll try to get better with the grief management. So far, I’m not really good at it, but I’m working on that.
Peepstress, you weren’t really very good at much, so don’t fret. Remember, you needed my help at every turn. But, if there’s one thing you excelled in, it was being my pal, my protector – my Peepstress. And the Dad Peep, too. I’ll give you both just a little more time. I do NOT want to be having this conversation in another six months. So, for now, I’ll give you a pass. ArrOOOO, Your Stu.
The Scottie Chronicles - Winston's World 
Peepstress, the grief management takes a long time. My house is so unnatural without Kipper. Even the house cleaner says my house is not the same without Kipper. I imagine you feel that same way. I try to imagine that his spirit is still there in the house with me. Stuart and all the rest that we have lost are probably all frolicking and having a grand time together!
Gail, I know Kipper is there with you. And Stuart is here with us. We must focus on those thoughts and the happy memories. And I should take a dose of my own advice.
It just takes as long as it takes. Hugs to you!
Wise.
It took Mom a year before she could even talk about first scot, Sophie and still she gets tears in her eyes.
Ohhhhh….give her some love.
Peepstress needs a plan.
Indeed.
Stuart, ever the soulful Scot sends a gentle ‘tough love’ message to his peeps.
How sweet is that? 💙💜💛💚
McDuff & Mom
Yes, he does. I think he’s sending lots of messages in ways even I don’t understand.
It will be easier after the first year, but it never goes away even after you get another scottie. I have had 4 wonderful Scotties in my life and I still miss the ones that crossed the bridge. They all have very different personalities and find their own special place in your heart. Sending you hugs!!
Hugs received gratefully! Aren’t we lucky our hearts are so big to accept all those personalities?
We are of the opinion that grief is very much like our beloved Scotties (although with none of the good qualities) – refusing to be managed, simply plodding along on it’s own time. If only there was an off switch…
Edgar and his mum
Oh boy….that’s true. A great way to look at it.
I agree with Edgar and his mum . If only there was an ‘off switch’. ((HUGS)) to you both.
Sue Ellen ~~ L&M ♥
Thank you so much.
Its hard to replace/get over one in a million…….we still grieve for Elsa as she was the equivalent of Stuart in out house. But we also learned to find joy in a new addition. I even slip and call her Elsa once in awhile. Elsa and Stuart will never be forgotten, but life goes on. We hope you find peace in your grief some day.
You are so kind. And I don’t think your new addition minds being called Elsa one bit. Do you?
Oh, we know how it is! You have to be patient with yourself! Everyone needs different lengths of time to even think about another furry baby! It is a very personal thing. Just do not feel pressured or rushed. You must only think about when YOU are ready. No one else can truly understand your own personal feelings. Even though I have been in your situation before, I can only speak for myself and empathize with you because I know how painful it is to lose your beloved companion/child, but only in my own time could I ever have made a decision for what comes next. You have my sincerest wishes and prayers that God strengthen and console you in this great sadness. He has already provided us to grieve with you, and offer you our consolations.
With Love and Understanding,
Riley-Puppy’s and Tessie-Girl’s Mum
He did. Provide you to grieve with us. Thank you for your understanding.
don’t feel guilty about grieving. I still think of the first Scottie that died in 1978. She is always in my thoughts and I don’t feel any guilt about it. The others are remembered on a daily basis. I wouldn’t have it any other way
We all grieve in our own way and at our own pace. And then the first time you realize that you didn’t grieve for a minute you feel guilty for not grieving so you start grieving again. Anyway, this is one of those things in life that just sucks, but we know what we’re signing up for when we open up our hearts and, as bad as it is, most of us make the choice to repeat the process, sometimes many times over. And this is not the kind of thing that gets easier with “practice”, it’s just as raw and miserable each time. I think this is why we always have at least two fur kids at all times, as we know we always have others who need and love us, and who we need and love. We love them all TOO MUCH (if there is such a thing). Stuart knew that he was the center of your universe and how much you loved (worshipped) him. He doesn’t want you to ever forget him (and you certainly won’t), but he also doesn’t want to see you so melancholy for a long period of time.
I am not good at it either. It hurts. I am totally besotted with my Jack and I tried not to be but he wore me down with his unconditional love and extreme devotion. ❤