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I Love And Will Always Miss You Kayla


November 24th 2006 8:11 pm
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As soon as I buy a new scanner, I'll put lots of pictures on your page My Soulmate Kayla...


November 22nd 2006 5:47 pm
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I have lots of pictures of Kayla and Lady to put on their pages, but I just have to get a new printer/scanner.


From Kayla's Mom

November 22nd 2006 5:43 pm
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I'm very thankful to have had Kayla in my life, and all the love & championship she gave me.
I Love & Miss You My Sweet Kayla


October 30th 2006 8:09 pm
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North of Rainbow Bridge

The time comes. A Siberian Husky lifts up its head.
There is an untested adventure beyond. Time to go.

Across the Rainbow Bridge is a place for all dogs.
A river runs wide and shallow with tennis balls that fly with their own wings;
that is the place for a Labrador or Golden to await its master's arrival.

The Siberian is not content here. Northward is its trail.

There are soft pastures for Aussies and Border Collies, with sheep and geese to pen.
Agility equipment grows like trees amid Frisbees and flyball.

But the North continues its sure wild call,
and the Siberian's journey continues.

Now the air is colder. Now the moon is always full.
Now the light is silver and it breaks and shimmers on fields of bright snow.

Now there are no roads, no walls, no pens, just endless space to run.
This is where Siberians gather, North of the Rainbow Bridge.

They wait in this beautiful place, happy, but not complete.
Suddenly, a howl begins, as one dog senses someone coming,
someone very special.

All the Siberians raise their heads and join in the ancient chorus.
They dance like moonbeams and sing like winter winds.

There are red ones like dawn streaks, black ones splattered with many colors
and silver ones like the first strange hour before light.
They line up as if in harness and run together,
in a scintillating, many-colored streak.

The leader of the team guides the others past the fields
and river, with racing feet and racing heart.
They rush to greet the new arrival at the Rainbow Bridge
where the leader is rejoined with its beloved person, never to be parted again.

The glory of the reunion is celebrated by all
the Siberians dwelling beyond the Bridge,
a glimmering, multicolored team leaping and whirling with joy.

The light from that scene is what we see on magical evenings
in the northernmost parts of this Earth:
The Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights beyond the Rainbow Bridge.

I will always Miss You Kayla Monster, you were my girl, my soulmate...
Run Free My Sweet Kayla Angel...
Til We Meet Again...


August 17th 2006 11:48 am
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They say memories are golden,

well maybe that is true.

I never wanted memories,

I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you,

a million times I cried.

If love alone could have saved you,

you never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly,

In death I love you still.

In my heart you hold a place

no one could ever fill.

If tears could build a stairway

and heartache make a lane,

I'd walk the path to heaven

and bring you back again.

Our family chain is broken,

and nothing seems the same.

But as God calls us one by one,

the chain will link again.

A pet's time on earth is far too short -
especially for those that love them. We
borrow them, really, just for awhile, and
during these brief years they are generous
enough to give us all their love, every inch of
their spirit and heart, until one day
there is nothing left.
The dog that only yesterday was a puppy is all
too soon old and frail and sleeping in the
sun. The young pup of boundless energy
wakes up stiff and lame, the muzzle now
gray. Deep down we somehow always knew
that this journey would end. We knew that if
we gave our hearts they would be
broken. But give them we must for it is all
they ask in return. When the time comes, and
the road curves ahead to a place we cannot
see, we give one final gift and let them run
on ahead - young and whole once more.
"Godspeed, good friend," we say, until our journey
comes full circle and our paths cross again.

I will always miss you my love and soulmate.
Run Free Kayla...
Look after Lady, Katy and Shadow for me...
Til we meet again, My Kayla Monster...
Love Your Mom

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