There’s a silence that follows the loss of a dog—a quiet absence where wagging tails and joyful barks used to be. For those of us who have loved and lost a loyal companion, that silence is filled with memories, love, and a longing that never truly fades.
Today, we want to share something special with our community:
🎵 Still Waiting at the Door — a tender acoustic tribute to the dogs who’ve crossed the rainbow bridge.
This beautiful song was written for every heart that’s ever broken after saying goodbye. It captures the quiet sorrow, the lingering hope, and the deep bond between a dog and their person—a bond that even death can’t break.
Whether you’re remembering a furry friend from years ago or just recently had to say goodbye, we hope this song brings you peace, warmth, and a gentle reminder that your beloved companion is never truly gone.
“Still waiting at the door...”
For all the good boys and girls—
We carry you in our hearts, always.
🕊️ Listen to the song here: https://youtu.be/gn5OIAa6u-I
You came into my life with muddy paws and eyes so wide.
Chasing sticks and butterflies, you never left my side.
Years went by like falling leaves,
But your love stayed the same.
With every wag and gentle nudge, you answered to your name.
Now the leash hangs quiet on the wall,
No barking when I make that call.
But I still hear you in the silence,
Feel your warmth upon the floor.
Though I knew that time would take you, it hurts like never before.
We all must say goodbye someday, but I thought we had some more.
Still catch myself just looking for you, waiting at the door.
You grew gray around the muzzle.
I held your trembling frame.
Tried to smile through the sorrow, but nothing feels the same.
You gave me more than I deserved—
A heart so brave and true.
And when the world felt far too much, I always turned to you.
Now your bed lies empty by my chair,
But I still feel you everywhere.
Yeah, I still hear you in the silence,
Feel your tail tap on the floor.
Though I knew the day was coming, it still cuts me to the core.
They say all things must end someday,
But I thought we had some more.
Still catch myself just reaching for you, waiting at the door.
If there's a place where good dogs go,
I hope you're running free—
Chasing all the dreams we shared and saving one for me.
'Cause I still hear you in the silence,
Feel your spirit even more.
Though the house is full of memories,
It’s your shadow I search for.
One day I'll walk that final part,
And you’ll greet me like before.
Until then, I keep on looking for you, waiting at the door.
