• JimmyChanga@lemmy.world
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    I’m not a spiritual dude really, but went out a walk along my old dog’s favourite route today, from back when he was alive, and there were times I swear I could feel his presence. He was a really good boy.

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    This one isn’t depressing to me. Like yeah, sad for the dog, but it’s actually a kinda uplifting message. The “second death” thing is actually something gives me comfort.

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      Yeah. It would have been depressing if the name was only on the tattoo and he was saying the wrong name. Maybe make him old as well to imply dementia. Hell, make it a cat tattoo and have him specify “You weren’t a good boy, but the best boy” to imply a dog and really drive it home.

      I dunno. Just spitballin’. But I agree, as it stands, it’s more sentimental than sad.

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    My cat Luna died five years ago next week. She was the best cat that ever existed and there’s still a hole in my heart.

    :(

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      Grief is love.

      And since she was loved, she had a good life.

      So don’t just weep that she’s gone, but also remember to smile for all the good times you had together.

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      I know it sucks and I k ow this can be annoying to hear but you were very lucky to have Luna and should feel thankful more than sad. But it’s okay to be sad too. Sending you some good energy. I’m going to be torn apart when my cat Goobers time is up.

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      I just lost my kitten Luna to FIP (feline infectious peritonitis) a few weeks ago. Sorry that you lost your Luna too. internet hugs

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    God fucking dammit, that was my dog’s name.

    Two fucking years without her, and I still can’t fucking see the name without crying.

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    Every so often I tell my pets, who are no longer with us, that I still love them and always will.

    One of my cats had two little plush toys she loved cuddling with. She was cremated with one, and I keep the other on my desk - it’s a nice reminder to just how awesome she was.

    On my very sad days I just try to remember that they wouldn’t want me to be sad. They would do everything in their power to make me feel better when I was feeling low, and the thought that my dishevelled state would cause them such grief if they were here is enough to make me have a better perspective.
    It is okay to cry when it’s needed too, though.

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          Tbf the other comics are edgy to a point where it becomes funny. I’ve been expecting some outrageous twist in the last panel, but he’s just missing his dog. So yeah this is an unexpected 10/10 and kick you right in the feels because it makes you remember names. Well played sir cyanide&happiness

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      Not only eill the owner remember the name but every sexual partner will have the name Luna in their brain for a while and also the mortician will probably remember Luna for quite some time.

      This is really a long play

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      It’s based on a quote from Terry Pratchett’s Reaper Man.

      No-one is finally dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away, until the clock wound up winds down, until the wine they made has finished its ferment, until the crop they planted is harvested. The span of someone’s life is only the core of their actual existence.