December 9th 2011 9:57 am
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Greetings from the bridge....Baby and I are busy watching all the festivities of the season! We both do miss Momma's Christmas Cookies. We have tons of cookies here but not baked by Momma's hands.
We miss all the decorations Momma used to put up. Since they spend the holiday with our human sis,her husband and our precious grand children...Momma doesn't decorate much at her house.
Momma, if you are going to put out just the little manager,table top tree and couple other little things.... You better get with it....The clock is ticking...What? No cards written yet??? I see the pile on the table waiting for your pen...
OMD! We wish, we had been there earlier this week ... You made the oven Caramel Corn....Baby and I do miss cleaning up the crumbs falling from the dinner table.... We watched as Mazy surfed through,doing the job. She is so lucky, that cats don't like caramel corn. No sharing.....
Better go..... I'm helping to decorate for Christmas celebrations.... We Love you, Foxie and Baby
December 4th 2011 10:01 am
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To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say,
But first of all, to let you know that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from the Rainbow Bridge. Here I dwell with God above,
Here there is no more tears of sadness; there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight,
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone,
As for your dearest family they'll be here later on.
I need you badly, you are part of My plan,
There's so much we have to do To help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things that He wished for me to do,
And foremost on the list was to watch and care for you,
And when you lie in bed at night the days chores put to flight,
God and I are close to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of life on earth and all those loving years,
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears,
But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain,
Remember there could be no flowers, unless there could be some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned,
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth in over,
Now, more than ever before my life to you is closer.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb,
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too,
That as you give the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
Then you can say to God at night and "my day was not in vain."
And now I am contented that my life was worth while,
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
Lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go.
When you are walking down the street and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go, from your body to be free,
Remember you're not going. You're coming here to me.
may this poem bring comfort to others in need
December 2nd 2011 8:29 am
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IN OUR HEARTS
We thought of you will love Today
but that is nothing new.
We thought about you Yesterday
and days before that too
We think of you in silence
we often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories
and your picture in a frame
your memory is our keepsake
with which we´ll never part
God has you in his keeping
we have you in our heart
thank you Blackburn angel & family
November 19th 2011 8:51 am
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sending wishes from the bridge
Momma- Baby and I have been watching you through all the fall projects to be ready for winter. You've been very busy!
We can almost smell the goodies baking in your kitchen.... We so remember all the nibbles, when you baked. Since we're Angels we know what you are having for Thanksgiving....It will be delish!Leave a piece of pie out for Us....Maybe, we can fly bye and have a snack???? Have to check with the master angels to see, if that is allowed?????
Here at the bridge, we have a banquet table full of anything and everything we would like to eat. Nothing makes us sick or fat.... We can enjoy things, we could never eat down there with you. Like chocolate!!!!! It does taste as good as it Smells!
I know this is the 1st. Thanksgiving without Baby and you're still catching yourself looking for her. Thinking it is time to let her outside. It is the 5th. Thanksgiving without me. We are so happy here.... We have such a good time playing games...We watch the bridge, knowing someday you will come through here to find your pack of a lifetime. We've made lots of new pals recently. There have been alot of senior puppers join us this fall.... We are all healthly and active seniors...We try and look out for the young puppers, that came too soon to the bridge. Many of them never had a home and people to love them.
We tell them stories and really fuss over them....
We also noticed that since Mazy turned 4....she is now normal, like most smooth haired doxies! She's not loving the cold as she did her 1st. 4 winters... It's good that she doesn't enjoy the cold weather anymore. We see, every year the winter is harder on you. It's wonderful, that when it is bitter outside,
she just uses a pee pad to potty. She is small enough ...it is no big deal. So much easier for your rough physical stretches.
Baby and I sure wish we'd been there Saturday evening.... We would have been in the middle of all the action. We watched and laughed as Dad struggled to skin the deer in 8 degree weather.
All those barn cats hovered waiting for him to abandon the remains.... Mom made you clean that mess up! She cooked meat for the kitties...She said, they were too young to be eating raw meat.... Boy, Baby and I would sure have enjoyed, scaring those cats all over the ranchyard. Sure we could have spooked them.....Been alot of years since Dad had to skin a deer.
It was fun to watch him remember what he needed to do 1st...
He even froze his hands, as it was very cold.... We sure would have helped him with the cleanup... All kinds of yummy goodies there to munch on. I know, anything like that always made me puke, but not Baby.
It was a long night for you..... Took until midnight for you guys and our good friends to de-bone 2 deer. All done and froze up until time to make sausage in January. Sure has been cold there lately. We've heard it should warm into the 40's for the holiday and weekend. Can't believe how much the grandkids have grown since I left. OMD! They are so BIG! 7 and 10 now.... I sure do miss those kids.... They were so much Fun!
I heard yelling about a ball game....I'd better go, as I never turn down the opportunity to play ball.... Baby is going to visit with you a little. She wanted to chat with you about the Puter problems....
All My Love,
November 3rd 2011 2:23 pm
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SSSSSOOOOOOO many have passed to the Bridge in 2010-11. Many tears have been shed....The sorrow all of these family must process, makes our heart just ache.....We must remind ourselves of all the wonderful memories, all these people have of their furs.Just as our family, holds dear all the memories of Foxie and Baby.
The unconditional love is so precious that our hearts mend. The pain eases and we are able to love another. The process allows us give another animal a loving forever home. The Human Heart is capable of always loving another.
One thing that has helped is knowing that Fur medicine is so much better than it once was. All these animals have been given the best of care,shelter,foods,companionship and plenty of love....
Pups and purrs live so much longer, than when I was a girl growing up. The people here at dogster and catster: our animals are not just animals! They are a huge part of our families.
We do everything humanly possible, within our means to give our animals a wonderful life.
The support of pals around dogster and catster have made the grieving process more bearable. So we do our best to try and be supportive of others forced to walk the same road. So to all the pals that went to the Bridge in 2010-2011....
Our House will not say "good-bye" but "until we meet again!"
To my own Angels,Foxie and Baby,
Until we meet again........
All My Love,
October 2nd 2011 12:12 pm
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Fall has come to the Prairie once again...What nice temperatures between mid 70's and 80 ish. Baby and I have been watching you and Mazy from the bridge.
I just always loved Fall and All the stuff that came with Fall.
I'd love to be there playing in the leaves.....I'd always wait until you had Big Piles to run and jump into them....You'd laugh as I played....Asking me, when was I going to start raking instead of just scattering the zillions of leaves.
I see Mazy doesn't care for jumping into leaves. She is enjoying the warm Indian Summer while you scurry to clean up the yard.
She sure does like to lay in the sun to toast and roast.
You had a good week with the yardwork. SSSSSSSSSSSSooooooooo many leaves to still rake. Sure you will be chasing them most of October. You need a killing frost to wipe out the bugs before you wash windows. You cut the flowers back,washed the window screens to store,cleaned the yard furniture,mowed the yard and the ranchyard,cleaned up 3 pickups full of sticks and leaves. Those big old cottonwoods sure make a lot of extra work for you. Don't remember when you had to mow yard a whole 5 months.
Have good time when you to see the grand kids today. Give Daddy an extra kiss for his birthday from Baby and I. We miss you both so much.... We know Mazy and Precious are taking good care of both of you. We were so happy to see you and Dad take it easier this weekend. Some extra down time to rest and regroup. Working 7 days a week is just to hard on you older folks.
Be chatting with you soon,
Love, Angel Foxie
and Angel Baby too....
September 20th 2011 1:06 pm
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GGGGGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRR!The Ponderosa Pirate ship hit a reef. We were sailing to the Ahoy Pirate Parties. Overtaken by Pirate Fleas, we fought for our lives. Pirate fleas knocked out our cannon messages to our Pirate Mateys....
Some pirate flags arrived at their destination. Others were swallowed up by the high seas.Finally it was impossible to send messages for mateys to rally....Cunning Shadow Lady,Slippery Silver Fox,Glittering Green Eyed She Cat and the Black Buxomus Beauty saved their ship.
Struggling Pirate Crew missed docking in ports for pirate parties. Will fight the pirate fleas to the bitter end. Sneaky fleas arrive on the horizon without warning. Will meet fellow pirates at Kookamago Island as soon as ship is sea worthy.
GGuuurrrr, we missed all the plunder celebrations. We are planning for next year. Outsmart those Pirate Fleas......
Slippery Silver Fox
August 25th 2011 4:59 pm
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This is from our good pal,Minister Misty. We wanted to share it with other pals. We hope you enjoy it.
TODAY I WILL NOT STRIKE BACK:
If someone is rude, if someone is impatient, if someone is unkind... I will not respond in a like manner.
TODAY I WILL ASK GOD TO BLESS MY "ENEMY:"
If I come across someone who treats me harshly or unfairly, I will quietly ask GOD to bless that individual.
I understand the "enemy" could be a family member, neighbor, co-worker or stranger.
TODAY I WILL BE CAREFUL ABOUT WHAT I SAY:
I will carefully choose and guard my words being certain that I do not spread gossip.
TODAY I WILL GO THE EXTRA MILE:
I will find ways to help share the burden of another person.
TODAY I WILL FORGIVE:
I will forgive any hurts or injuries that come my way.
TODAY I WILL DO SOMETHING NICE FOR SOMEONE, BUT I WILL NOT DO IT SECRETLY:
I will reach out anonymously and bless the life of another.
TODAY I WILL TREAT OTHERS THE WAY I WISH TO BE TREATED:
I will practice the golden rule - "Do unto others as I would have them do unto me" - with everyone I encounter.
TODAY I WILL RAISE THE SPIRITS OF SOMEONE WHO IS DISCOURAGED:
My smile, my words, my expression of support, can make the difference to someone who is wrestling with life.
TODAY I WILL NURTURE MY BODY:
I will eat less; I will eat only healthy foods.
I will thank GOD for my body.
TODAY I WILL GROW SPIRITUALLY:
I will spend a little more time in prayer today: I will begin reading something spiritual or inspirational today; I will find a quiet place (at some point during this day) and listen to GOD's voice!!!
"But since we belong to the day, let us be self controlled, putting on faith and love as a breastplate, and hope of salvation as a helmet."
1 Thes. 5:8
GOD BLESS ALL,
KISSES FROM THE BRIDGE,
August 24th 2011 8:22 am
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The Ten Commandments
This was posted on our pal Rinky's page. Mommy found it so beautiful she wanted it on my page too.
The 10 Commandments From a Pet's Point of View
by Stan Rawlinson
1. My life is likely to last 10 - 15 years;
any separation from you will be painful for me.
Remember that before you adopt me.
2. Give me time to understand what you want
from me; don't be impatient, short-tempered,
3. Place your trust in me and I will always
trust you back. Respect is earned, not given
as an inalienable right.
4. Don't be angry with me for long
and don't lock me up as punishment; I
am not capable of understanding why. I
only know I have been rejected. You
have your work, entertainment, and friends,
but I only have you.
5. Talk to me sometimes. Even if I don't
understand your words, I do understand
your voice and tone. You only have to
look at my tail.
6. Be aware that however you treat me,
I'll never forget it, and if it is cruel,
it may affect me forever.
7. Please don't hit me. I can't hit
back, but I can bite and scratch, and
I really don't ever want to do that.
8. Before you scold me for being
uncooperative, obstinate, or lazy,
ask yourself if something might be
bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting
the right foods or I've been out in the
sun too long, or my heart is getting
old and weak. It may be I am just
9. Take care of me when I get old.
You too will grow old and may also
need love, care, comfort, and attention.
10. Go with me on difficult journeys.
Never say, "I can't bear to watch" or "Let
it happen in my absence." Everything is
easier for me if you are there. Remember,
regardless of what you do, I will always love you.
July 28th 2011 12:32 pm
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This story of a wired hair fox terrier was sent to us by a dogster pal. Gma laughed til she cried, when she read this. As you know, I am a wired hair fox terrier named Sassy Foxie. I can Tell you, I would have done this in a heartbeat, if given half a chance to do so.....
I barked the story to all the bridge babies....WowZer, we all rolled and laughed, having a great time. We decided, to put the story here to remind all the Mommas and Grandmas to remember to be careful with the people food.....We're all wondering if Jasper still has a "Yen" for dough?????? Since Jasper was 10 years old in 2001, we are all looking for him.... Sure he is around here somewhere. Jasper! Where are you???? We want to hear your side of the story....
Angel Kisses, Foxie
UNBAKED YEAST ROLLS
Those of you who have/had animals will probably appreciate it more. It is a story that is hilarious in itself and the person that wrote it is a good writer and made the story even better.................... Enjoy !
We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you, who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent.
Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me.
Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I digress.
Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time. I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend.
I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment. I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor.
Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise for a few hours. Perry and I decided to go out to eat, returning in about an hour. The rolls were ready to go in the oven.
It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me.
He looked like a combination of the Pillsbury dough boy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated. I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be OK, however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night.
God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the bed for the night.
We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing; put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt and most of the time when he was walking his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction. He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time.
When he ran down the small incline in our back yard he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence.
His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed drunk. He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol.
Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day. My sister lives outside of Muskogee on a ranch, (10 to 15 minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and I, we took off.
Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station.
But that's not the worst of it. Now he was beginning to fart and they smelled like baked rolls. God strike me dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did.
Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something. Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in must come out' and Jasper was no exception.
Granted if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house. Having discovered his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor.
This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor withstood the blast from the hose.
It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure. We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get on my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed too.
Well, by this time the dog was sobering up nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's sister's house.
I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no longer tricolor. None the worse for wear I presume. I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door.
It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.'
And how was your day?
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