Pet Loss CanadaBereavement Support For People Who Have Lost Their Pet Animal
It is natural to miss a loved one and need to psychologically and emotionally “regroup” as each person experiences their own journey through loss and, perhaps, an ultimate realization that their lives will be forever altered. Pet Loss Canada is a non-profit organization that has been established to assist all those who are experiencing the impending loss or are grieving the death of an animal, including all related issues that arise as consequences.

What Others Are Saying About Pet Loss Canada

  • “Anyone who has suffered a loss should not miss this!”
  • “We are better for the experience”
  • “A safe place to learn about and process our loss.”
  • “We were so thankful to have been a part of these sessions.”
  • “We never would have come to terms with our grief as quickly as we did”
  • a full list of testimonials

The Power of Counselling

Counselling for those who have or are experiencing the great loss of a beloved pet is incredibly rewarding and a true honour. Those who walk the road of grief / mourning are generally able, with family and friend support, to reach a successful conclusion believing that the pain and suffering will eventually subside but will never entirely disappear.  However, there are many others who, for various reasons, become “stuck” at some point in their grief processes and need the assistance of a trained, empathetic counsellor to be able to continue their journey.Budgie Pet Loss Canada

The first requirement in every loss is to realize that our beloved pet has not “passed on”, “gone to sleep” or “has gone away” but, in fact, is dead.  This may sound harsh but there needs to be a realization that the pet will never physically return to us. Hopefully this realitywill be replaced by the wonderful thoughts and memories of the pleasant moments our pet gave to us while being a part of the family.

Pain, sorrow and especially anger can be extremely debilitating.  A woman who, not being able to have children, saw her three dogs as her “children”.  They all died within a relatively short period of time causing even more extreme pain and rage.  The first night of a group course this person sat all night, physically removed from the other members of the group, believing she was alone, Older Dogand, while continuously looking at the pictures of her pets, she cried and wailed uncontrollably.  She expressed considerable anger at the veterinarians who had cared for her dogs for 15 years but, in the end, could not prevent death. As the course continued through weeks 2 and 3 she slowly began to realize that others in the group were also experiencing pain and suffering of their own.  Her crying slowly subsided and by week three after a discussion with her and her family she was able to express some happiness and much less annoyance.  Now, several months later, she sends me pictures of her new animals and also occasional jokes:  her anger has somewhat gone and she has been able to develop a bond with a new pet friend.

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Can anyone ask for more?  To witness the “before” and “after” results of counselling are awe inspiring for all.  Each individual story carries with it the pain and experiences of those involved.  This story represents the reason for counselling in pet loss and the ultimate reward of eventually moving forward with life:  recognizing that the hole in our hearts that was created by the loss will not go away, but that we will be able to accept its presence and allow ourselves to develop a new direction for our lives where other pet friends are welcome and appreciated.

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  2. Today is my 66th birthday. One month and 8 days ago I put my mother’s 12year old shih-poo down at her request. And my heart is as broken as when that event was a minute old. I would go to the beginning of my and Peppers story if I may. And I thank each of you who will take this time to read the depth of a sadness I have never in my years experience have had. 13 months prior to little Pepper’s death, my 84 year old mother broke her leg badly in a fall and I offered to take her dog and look after him until she could once again. She was quite thankful for that and Pepper joined my wife and ourour dog Nicky, a 4 year old Yorkie-shih-tzu. The dogs both loved having each other to play with and got along greatly. 7 months in Pepper developed diabetes losing a half of his body weight and his eyesight reduced considerably. That did not stop him in the least from enjoying his life. This dog had begun to teach me about how to handle adversity in life! I began daily insulin injections and eyedrop medicine for the next 6 months. I had never cared for a dog in this way before and I became very close to him. My love and compassion grew for him more than I felt for most humans.I bathed and walked and fed both dogs daily until their care became my life’s purpose. As I am retired, I had the time and my own health was good. Pepper began to lose the fur on his legs and he could not regain his weight, though his appetite was great and he drank well. He could do all the things a healthy dog could do. My mother was so thankful that I was taking such good care of him. She would see him weekly or so and she did feel bad for him with his conditions. But, HE WAS NOT IN PAIN! and I constantly reminded her of that. His quality of life was great. Then on July 10th of this year, 2017 my mother insisted that he had to be put to sleep as she put it. It is my strong belief my sister had been speaking in her ear of this and my mother finally gave in to what this sister wanted. To this point, I had covered all expenses for Pepper since his arrival. I was very saddened to hear my mother’s wishes, but since she was the owner and not I …. my mother asked me if I would be with her when Pepper was put down and I agreed as I was not about to not be with him during his final moments. 2 days later on July 12, 2017 as we arrived at the vet’s my mother couldn’t bring herself to be present with Pepper as he left this world leaving me with him and the vet. I should have just turned around and went back home with him, but I did not. Something I will always regret deeply. To this day, this sister has not called me to offer any condolences and she has 2 dogs of her own. I guess karma really can be a bitch. I have particular memories of Pepper in the minutes leading to his death before the first injection was given but I cannot write or speak of it as I feel I will literally die myself if I do. I have cried several times a day for each day since July 12 to today, my birthday August 20. I consider myself a tough guy, a man’s man. In fact, I am really a dog’s man and I will be for the time left to me. I am much more patient in life since Pepper came into my life, and I tend to live in the now instead of the future. I just hope the day will come when I do not look into the past with so much heartache, that Peppers memory will involve the many happy, funny times we had as the very best of friends, dare I say, the best of brothers or as a father to his son. I could continue on and on about Pepper and I but I should end for now. Thank you so much for caring for your pets as I do. It is very good to know there are like minded people in this broken world still. I very much appreciate the folks who have made this forum possible. God’s blessing on each and every one of your hearts made of gold and on each of His creatures of unconditional love straight from the gates of heaven. Thank you all for your much needed healing.

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