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- mvhplank
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So sorry!
I'm just realizing how much work my mini schnauzer did around the place before she died this April. She never would have tolerated the possums, bunnies, and groundhogs that have noted her absence and started hanging around the yard, eating my ornamental plants.
While you may get another dog, you'll never get the same dog.
Again, condolences.
M
I'm just realizing how much work my mini schnauzer did around the place before she died this April. She never would have tolerated the possums, bunnies, and groundhogs that have noted her absence and started hanging around the yard, eating my ornamental plants.
While you may get another dog, you'll never get the same dog.
Again, condolences.
M
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So sorry, man! A mere puppy!
His memory lives on.
His memory lives on.
On the Internet, nobody knows you're a dog!
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The Woods Unbounded
Late at night,
you park your pickup truck
on a dirt road, deep into
Old Man Caldwell’s land
and you let the dogs out
to run in the woods,
chasing the scent of foxes
for miles and miles
while you sit on the tailgate
and drink coffee from a thermos
and talk to your father
in the night chill.
Your only role in this hunt
is to listen to the dogs bark ecstatically,
sweet and faint as an echo
so far away
You marvel at how far they go,
always staying inside some
instinctive perimeter, so that
you can just barely hear them
if you are as quiet
as the stars themselves.
Finally, you blow a homemade bugle
fashioned from a hollowed steer horn
and the dogs, hearing the long note,
allow their loyalty to overcome
desire to continue the chase.
The distant barking stops. You wait
until you can hear the dogs running through
the brush and then they burst through the foliage
just down the road from you,
returning, as they always do, to you.
And so to friends
whose much-loved dog has died,
I am left to say, only,
the leash now is off;
the cage is open;
the scents are rich;
the companions, many;
the woods, unbounded.
--------------------------Dale Wisely
Late at night,
you park your pickup truck
on a dirt road, deep into
Old Man Caldwell’s land
and you let the dogs out
to run in the woods,
chasing the scent of foxes
for miles and miles
while you sit on the tailgate
and drink coffee from a thermos
and talk to your father
in the night chill.
Your only role in this hunt
is to listen to the dogs bark ecstatically,
sweet and faint as an echo
so far away
You marvel at how far they go,
always staying inside some
instinctive perimeter, so that
you can just barely hear them
if you are as quiet
as the stars themselves.
Finally, you blow a homemade bugle
fashioned from a hollowed steer horn
and the dogs, hearing the long note,
allow their loyalty to overcome
desire to continue the chase.
The distant barking stops. You wait
until you can hear the dogs running through
the brush and then they burst through the foliage
just down the road from you,
returning, as they always do, to you.
And so to friends
whose much-loved dog has died,
I am left to say, only,
the leash now is off;
the cage is open;
the scents are rich;
the companions, many;
the woods, unbounded.
--------------------------Dale Wisely
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Bless his doggie soul, and your hurting heart... it's tough to lose our fuzzy loves... may his spirit be with you.
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So sorry for your loss...you may have read this before but I hope you will read it today and find some comfort....
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...
-- Anon. --
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...
-- Anon. --