I want to be done!
I lost my wonderful bobtailed kitty on the 9th of this month. 14 years old and he was the coolest dude around. I thought I was going to cry myself to death. Last week one of my 2 goats died. I loved the hell out of those 2 boys (goats) that one of my sons gifted us (mostly me) when we started building our house on my farm land. Just tonight I lost my second and last goat, they were both 14 years old too. I knew he would go pretty quickly without his pal. I did every thing I could to keep him happy but....
All 3 of these wonderful creatures found their way into my life and I could not be happier to have had them but tonight I just feel totally wrung out with deep, deep grief. This last guy had a stroke and I sat in the shed with him for hours holding his head while he had seizures until it was finally done. I find myself not even able to think, I named my farm Dancing Goat Farm because I loved those 2 so much. My husband had a lovely sign made for the front gate with that on it. I have a goat weather vane (named after an ex DUers goat who she lost some time ago) in honor of our friendship and her goat.
I knew when I finally was able to live out here that this was going to happen. I actually planned for being on the downside of farm critters by the time I hit 70. I had 7 horses and am down to 3 old horses, goats are now gone and I just do not know how I can move passed this last loss. I will not be 70 for another year and a half. I was correct that that would be good for my age but the pain and ache I feel right now for those 3 deaths in such a short time has brought me up short. I want more, they are so awesome and there is so much love there, so much.
We did adopt a rescue dog this last week. We now have 2 very different rescue dogs. I have one indoor cat left and a barn cat that is wherever he wants to be. He belonged to my neighbor but decided to live here and she was fine with that. There are, of course, tons of cats around here that get picked up and taken care of then re-released out here so there will never be a shortage. I guess I am just writing now because I feel so lost and sad and do not know what to do or say. Thanks for reading. They truly are our hearts and of the most important loves we have. I just do not know how to get passed this, this time. Thanks for reading this dopey, sad post. I needed to write it.
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One of our vets, now retired, once said to me after yet another cat ran out of lives, that we bring animals into our lives, knowing that we will likely outlive them, but we do it anyway, because our lives are so much richer while they are in it.
It hurts like hell when we have to bid them farewell.
Hugs from afar. 
back.
Thank you. That Rainbow Bridge had better be real! I do not believe anything else but that bridge, if it is not there I will join the throng of people battering the door down to find out why!
I don't know why but losing beloved pets can be more sorrow-filled than having family members repose.
Please know that many are and will be sharing in your sorrow.
From my heart to yours, much love ❤ and understanding. 
Some of so much worse than others. I don't know why.
And thank you for giving them love and care in their lives.
The loss is nearly unbearable.
Healing vibes on the way to your heart. 💓💓💓
That is far too many losses so close together.
I really hope you will be able to enjoy the happy memories of your kitty and goats. They certainly know how to get to us, don't they?
We're going through something similar. We lost a 16-year-old cat a few months ago to some strange cyst in her neck that burst and was inoperable, after having it treated for almost a year. Now our two 15 1/2-year-old dogs are scheduled for their final "farm call" next week. One can barely walk and the other won't eat anymore. They've been together at least since they were found on the road at 3 months old. They might be littermates. We're trying to make them as comfortable as possible. I'm constantly on the verge of tears. It's almost worse that they wag their tails and smile whenever I talk to them.
Meanwhile, we have a 36-year-old horse who appears to be in good health but ... you never know when something will happen suddenly. And 3 of our remaining kitties are geriatric at 15, 15 1/2, and 19.
One thing that has helped tremendously is that we have 2 younger kitties, 2 and 7 years old, who are such comics that they remind us of the joy the older ones used to have. I really do hope your rescue dogs can help in that way. I would probably be in the pit of despair without my two little clowns.
I think I can safely say that everyone in this group feels your pain.