June 11th 2010 3:47 pm
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It is sure pretty here at the Bridge. I had heard other pups barking about how nice the Bridge was. To tell you the truth, I didn't think I would make it. I was just an old, herding dog that never much wanted to herd. That's how I went into foster care for nearly a year. I had been tossed around from ranch to ranch to men who thought they could make me work the cows. When I didn't, they sure got mad at me.
They were sure nice to me in foster care. They didn't care at all that I didn't want to work the cows. I could relax and nap in the sun. Then I hurt a back leg real bad. Had to go to the dogtor for that. Soon after that the arthritis started. It wasn't too bad at first. I could still get around just fine. Then I got adopted into my furever family. We went on walks. I could watch cows and horses and never have to herd them. Actually, I remember once when I did help Mom put two calves back into the pasture. She didn't know the right words to say but that was ok, I knew what to do. They had kitty cats to watch too. I learned to love to watch those wonderful creatures.
It was a wonderful life. The folks didn't bother me, they let me watch the horses and such. I could keep warm in the winter and lay in the shade or sun in the summer.
My legs were getting worse and worse. I was getting wobbly. Mom put all kinds of stuff on my food to help my legs be stronger and not hurt me so much. Some of it worked at first, then it didn't seem to work. She tried other stuff. I was even on a prescription pain killer thing. All of the stuff just kinda quit helping me.
I would slide, you know, my back end would give out. I wound up on my Kelpie bum more times than not. I had a hard time coming up the back stairs so I learned to wait at the bottom. Someone would come and help me up. I started to bunny hop. It was hard to stand up after I had been snoozing.
I was always a quiet, no complaining kind of dog. The folks thought I was in much more pain than I was letting on. I would whimper. Once or twice Mom would hear me outside, giving a big "ouch" sound.
So Dad and me took a ride yesterday. The vet was nice. Told Dad I probably had arthritis and hip displasia.
Everything kinda went dreamy and then dark. When I came to, I was watching Dad put something wrapped up into a hole. Mom was there and she was crying something fierce. Dad put a bunch of dirt into the hole.
Then I heard my name being called. Ever so softly at first, then louder. The voice was calling me, telling me to come on. I always did have, what Mom called, selective listening. Finally, I turned to the voice and went toward it.
It sure is pretty here at the bridge. I am going to check out what they have around here.
Please don't feel bad that I am gone. Mom is feeling bad enough for all of you put together. In fact her eyes are all leaky again right now just typing out my story.
You know what would be real nice? If you would, maybe you could make a donation to your local shelter. But only if you want to.
You know, for one of those "in memory" kinda things?
Here's where I came from in case you want to go right to the source.
Animal Humane Association of Star Valley
PO Box 654
Thayne, Wy 83127
I am going to go look around. I hope there are kitties, cows and horses I can watch.
Run free Cindy. I'm sure there will be lots of animals for you to watch. My mom says if it is okay with you I can make a donation in memory of Cindy to Bide-A-While Animal Shelter. That is a shelter near our house and it is where we got Oliver.
That would be awful nice to make that donation Bailey.
Whoops, there goes Mom's eyes leaking again. Must have a speck of dust or something.
Now you are whole again, never to hurt again, running free at RB. Rest in peace, sweet girl. Mommy sends her wuvs to your fambly.
Aw, Cindy, I'm sorry your legs didn't work anymore. I guess it's true what Mom says- getting old is not for sissies!
I've heard the Bridge is really beautiful and I'm sure they have lots of good sunbeams to nap in.
I will ask Mom to give money to AHA-SV in your name, sweet lady.
Sir Duke, graduate of the same shelter
Just read of your Bridge crossing in
another pup's diary.
Mom's eyes are leaking pretty bad right
now. She's having trouble seeing what
We all gotta agree that you were a
mighty awesome pup. We loved how you
adored those kitties. We sure hope
you have a herd of 'em up there in
heaven. You deserve to have a bunch
all around you just loving you to
We love you, Cindy. We will miss you.
Run free and well, sweet friend.
~Redford, Cooper, Nina, Mick, Strider,
Wishbone, Keighty, pup, & mom, Esther~
I am so glad you got to have such a great life there at the end buddy! My RB sis Sydney told me that when love and security comes after not having it, it is even sweeter than having it all along! Your moms love filled your heart and let your soar straight up to RB where you were met with so much love. Mom and I are going to make a donation to your rescue in your honor!
You pups are the greatest. I do feel so much better here. It has been a long time and I had forgotten what 4 good legs felt like.
Sunny Lee, that is so generous of you and your Mom to make a donation.
Sheesh, Mom's leaky eyes are going again.
Off to herd some kitty cats.
Oh Cindy, we were away at our Paw-Paw's & had no idea you'd passed on! Mommy is crying after reading your diary-she's 'streamly sensitive 'bout these things so please forgive her. We saw your picture with wings and were shocked! You will be missed sweet pal.
We are so happy that your final furever home was wonderful Cindy and the love you received and returned to your family.
If it is OK with your family, we will make a donation to Pets and People of Yukon Oklahoma in your memory. Run free and always know how loved you were by your family.
Dear Cindy, we are awful sad to hear of your passing, but now you are pain free at the beautiful bridge, where it is warm and nice and lots of horses, dogs, kitties, and other critters to be friends with. Sending your mom love,
Rudy and Izzy
What a beautiful tribute...
Oh Cindy, we didn't know that you had crossed. Mom got all leaky reading your story. We sure are glad that you found a great furever home in your later years. We all hope you have a good time over the bridge and we'll look you up in the next decade or so.
Doolin and the D Dogs
Duncan, Duffy and Dori
Oh my gudness, Cindy...Momma an' me r so bery sowwy dat we wuz nod here when yu wented tu da Wainbow Bwidge :( We hope dat yur twip wuz fast an' wifout pain, sweet gurl, an' dat yu hab founded wotza fwiends old an' nu tu hang out wif..Momma's kitty, Toby, r up dere an' Momma jus' sended him a message tu tell him tu let yu watch him AS MUCH AS YU WANT!! Him r kinda feisty, bud big an' bery hansum, wike yur bery own Stinkpot...OOOOOPS!! I meen, Inkspot :) We hope dat yur Mommy r ok. Dis hab beended a tuff year fur hur wif da empty nest fing goin' on. Momma can nod see da keyboard cuz hur eyes r leekin' 'gain. West in Peece, my sweet Cindy gurl :)
Cindy, my hooman and I were very sad reading this entry last night. We hadn't been on Dogster for several months....we want to send your family and fur-family kisses and hugs. I know you're havin' a pup-tacular time at the bridge watchin' kitties, baby cows and relaxin' in the sun. ♥ Rest in piece darling doggie Cindy.