Matilda Lee Frannicola RIP

Australian Cattle Dog
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Home:Smithfield, NC  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

August 1st 1996

playing fetch and biting everyone's ankles

not being the first one in or out

Favorite Toy:
stick, ball, ankles, knees

Favorite Food:
Mighty Dog/Purina One mixture

Favorite Walk:
anywhere a person goes

Best Tricks:

Arrival Story:
We were looking at property here in NC and became friendly with Matilda's owners (we ended up not buying their house, but remaining good friends). When Matilda's "mom" became ill and couldn't take care of her anymore, we adopted her.

Matilda Lee crossed the Bridge today. She had been failing for the past couple of months - she had dealt with the blindness and deafness, but was becoming more and more disoriented lately. She finally stopped eating yesterday, and it was becoming harder and harder to wake her. Dr. Cotton and I helped her cross, she almost had a smile on her face - it was so peaceful. RIP, angel - run and play with Meagan and the other pups.

Forums Motto:
Give me something to bite!

The Groups I'm In:
"DOGSTERHOLICS", ♥A TEAM♥, A Better Life, Rainbow Bridge Angel Babies

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 11th 2006 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
(7/92 - 8/12)
Frannicola -
Our Angel -
Frannicola -
RIP Little
Max Frannicola
(1998 -
Ty Frannicola
Beau ("Bo")

Meet my Pup Pals
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A new life late in life!

I'm an Angel now!

December 14th 2009 8:48 am
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Mommy just went into the house after putting me to sleep for the last time. She made my bed soft and cushiony, and covered me with a blanket and some sweet smelling pine needles. I heard her crying and telling me what a good girl I was, and I saw her as she kissed me for the last time before she went inside. I want to stay and watch over her and make sure that the other pups take special care of her but -- wait!

I can SEE again! I see Megan and the little puppies running towards me. I can HEAR them barking again, too! Mommy! I'm young again! I'll check on you later, Mommy - I've got to go play with my fursis and the other pups --- please, Mommy- let everyone see how young I am again! Thank you, Mommy for helping me. I love you and I'll be with you always!!!


Mommy's made up her mind - it's okay now

December 10th 2009 9:58 am
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I can sense that Mommy's more at peace with herself - thanks to all of my furriends who have helped to convince her that it's okay to say goodbye. Hank (our foster puppy who sleeps with me) told me that Mommy and the vet talked and it looks like I'll be going to meet Megan and the others on Monday. I'll miss everyone here, but I really can't wait to be able to see and hear and run and play again!!!!


Trying to make Mommy understand .......

December 9th 2009 10:40 am
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It's sad that my first diary entry will be one that tries to make Mommy understand that it's okay to say goodbye and to let me cross the Bridge. Mommy and Daddy adopted me when I was 9 years old from new friends of theirs who couldn't keep me anymore because my old mommy was too sick and in a wheelchair. They brought me here to live with my new pack and to run and play with the horses.

That was 6 years ago. I'm almost 16 now, and can't see and can't hear anymore. I fall downstairs, and have trouble finding the grass to go potty. Mommy has to carry me down the stairs and out to the back yard, then she leaves me outside all day and brings me in at nite. I love my mommy - when I smell her and feel her picking me up I wiggle and wag and lick her. She's the bright spot in my life these days.

I heard her talking to Daddy the other day about maybe it's time to say goodbye - she's concerned about my "quality of life". She's right - I'd really rather be at the Bridge running and playing with Meagan and with the cats and the other little puppies that we lost. I'll be healthy again, be able to see and hear and watch and wait for my mommy and daddy and fur bros and fur-sis when it's their time to cross the Bridge. If any of my puppals can help make Mommy understand that it's okay to say goodbye, please help me? I love my Mommy and I know that it's hard for her to see me getting old like this. Thank you and I'll watch over all of you when I cross the Bridge.

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