If you love animals, grab some Kleenex.
If you don’t… move along, you’re not my people.

The Dog Chapel, on Dog Mountain, built by dog artist Stephen Hunecker.

This is Stephen, and his dogs.
The following is the story of his near death experience…

And a few words about the special space he created.

I’d heard of this place, but wasn’t quite sure what to expect.
A chapel… for dogs. Okay, got it.
But I hadn’t.

The pews are hand carved and supported by dogs.

The stained glass is hand made…

And filled with dogs.

But what takes your breath away as you stand in this unassuming little building….

Is love.

And an outpouring of grief so heartfelt, I wept.
Non stop, for the entire time we were there.

The love surrounds you.
Engulfs you.
From floor to ceiling, every single inch.

People from all over the world come to this obscure little spot on the map to leave pictures and memorials to their beloved 4 footed friends.

If you’ve ever loved a dog, this place will move you.
If you’ve never loved a dog, this place will move you.

It was silent, and haunting….. and beautiful beyond words.

The loss is palpable, and deep.
But the love?
The love is overwhelming and chokes me up even now.

So I left a memorial of my own, for a very special beagle we had when I was growing up. Hiram… my father’s steadfast companion. Who happily romped the fields and gardens with him in the good times, and lay devotedly at his side through the bad. The dog that was inconsolable when my father was hospitalized with heart attack after heart attack… as if he knew.
Hiram.
His death was the only time I ever saw my father cry.

Oh, yes…
Yes they do.
My dogs are my children. I miss Sunshine, Brandi, Kelly, Muffin, Dagger, Bear, Bohdi, and too soon, my Jegs who has been my rock since Nick passed. You all won’t see me for a while when I lose him……
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Our pets have always been family members, and we will always mourn their passing as such.
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With Bear, Nick and I were inconsolable. Jegs will be worse for me as I won’t have Nick here to lean on. I am dreading it.
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It’s the worst part about loving them.
*hugs*
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It is. And yet we keep adopting new ones.
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This is the first time in my entire life I’ve been petless… and it feels so wrong.
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I can’t be petless. I have 2 dogs and 2 cats in my house right now. Half are mine. Jegs is 10 come Valentines and Sprint will be 7 come Memorial Day. I cannot imagine life without either of the two PITA’s.
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We lost our last one in July and since Fred is retiring next year, he wants to be able to travel at will and not have to worry about pet/house sitters. Logically I understand that…. emotionally, I’m dying.
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I have plenty of friends fighting to take care of Jegs. Sprint? Open the food bowl, leave the toilet lid up, fresh litter box and he’s good for a week.
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We live too far away from friends to ask, and ours are usually higher maintenance than that!
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Adopt me 🙂
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Are you housebroken?
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Scooter: Do you believe dogs have souls?
Me: I certainly do.
Scooter: Do you believe that dogs can love you more than you love them?
Me: I certainly believe that too.
Scooter: Then why do you feed me dry discount dog food?
Me: You are pushing it, buddy.
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Scooter has a point….
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I am not a big animal person but damn this tugged at my heart strings. Sad! 😕
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Very sad… but beautiful as well.
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True!
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Our pets have a special place in our hearts!
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They certainly do.
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I’m verklempt. I miss pets that have gone on ahead without me dreadfully, both cats and dogs. I don’t think I could hold it together there at all, this post has me bawling
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Sorry, but I had the same reaction. Walking in and seeing all those notes and pictures rise up over your head? It reduced me to a blubbering mess immediately. The grief …and love…. was palpable, a living thing.
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I like live dogs—I can’t handle dead and/or sad dog stories!
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But it was a good cry. Cathartic…
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Save a dog’s life once, got it out of a river. It kept walking off then coming back to me. It got to the corner of the street ,looking back, almost as if it wanted me to go with it, or to remember me perhaps. My life like me that day.
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That’s wonderful. I hope he had a happy home to return to…
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Me too. I suspect not but I’m pretty sure he got away from where he needed to get away from.
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I think I would have had to take him home.
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In a different country
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You’re married – you know the answer to that is mostly 🙂
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You men are very doglike. Feeling the need to mark your territory occasionally…
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Oh My Dog ❤ I ❤ Cannot ❤ Imagine ❤
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It really was something…
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