Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
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June 21st 2002
Running with dad, catching balls, playing tug-of-sock, howling and talking (woo-woo), eating, running in the yard, sleeping at mom's feet on the deck in summer.
Dinner time being over too soon.
Balls and socks.
In the woods.
Catching grounders, talking, turning up the tummy for pets.
Angel escaped from a neighbor's yard and came to visit for a few days. I was a little scared at first because I hadn't heard Siberians growl-talk, yip, howl-sing, or woo-woo and thought Angel was a little crazy. But after an hour or so, I saw how sweet she was and decided I'd keep her if I could. I didn't know she was the little puppy I'd seen several months before on the neighbor's back steps. Dad came home and almost wouldn't come in the door because he was bitten as a child and didn't like dogs. But one look at him and Angel fell in love; she immediately turned her tummy up for a rub and instantly won him over. Besides her friendship, that was her biggest gift to him--to learn to love and live with dogs! She and her dad were best buddies--they ran in cold weather and in the dark, went biking, and played sock. Definitely a daddy's girl! For the first few days when we were hoping not to find her owner, being with us was heaven on earth for her because she got to be outside and run. We learned later that she had been kept in the garage most of the time, and since she was a glutton, we wonder if she'd been denied food--but we'll never know. Those neighbors moved a long time ago. Later, her owner got tired of her but instead of letting mom and dad know, he took Angel to the pound. A nice lady adopted her but brought her back because Angel was very energetic, and then finally mom and dad got her. Dad was sooo happy and mom was ecstatic. Together we made a very happy family.
Angel was very sweet and loving, but also very independent. On October 3, 2005, mom came home and gave her a hug and let her sit on the porch to watch people go by in the way she loved. Then she and dad went for a run. Somehow she slipped her leash while out running with dad and wouldn't come back when he called her. Angel thought they were playing and ran into the road just as a truck was passing. She was hit and died instantly. Dad didn't see the accident happen because he was behind her in the woods, but he heard it and still won't talk about it. What he did see was a big truck driving off without even stopping and Angel lying still in the road. But a very nice man we will forever be grateful to did stop to help dad move her and used his cell phone to call mom. Angel's heart was still beating and she was still breathing, but she never responded to dad petting her, and telling her he loved her. He was holding her when her heart and breathing slowed and stopped a few minutes later. There wasn't time for mom to say goodbye or to get her to the vet that was just up the road. It was a terrible day. But we know she is alright. Even though we were, and still are broken-hearted, in our minds she just kept on running up to heaven and never knew anything else. We know she's free and happy and waiting for us to meet her someday. In the meantime, we miss her always. We still hear her woo-woo greeting in our minds every time we come home...
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April 1st 2013 3:53 pm
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I LOVE all the pretty gifts left on my page! I saw them even here at the Rainbow Bridge! It means so much to me and to my mom and dad to have them there...Thanks!
Not much going on here except the new arrival parades and the occasional wistfulness for mom and dad. But I'm sooo happy here running after birds, howling with the northern lights, chasing rabbits, EATING rabbits, and walking along the trails with my Papa, who you know came to the bridge two years after I did. This is a wonderful place to be when you pass out of life.
I know my mama still misses me sorely and that my dad still can't talk about what happened. But really, I don't remember that part of my life. I remember being petted and fed and running with my dad and woo-wooing with my mom. I was happy and that's what I remember. Someday, when they get here, we're going to play HOURS of catch and none of will get tired and we'll all love it every minute! I was a great short-stop, you know, even if I do say so myself.
Well, dogster friends, Easter was full of golden sunshine and love yesterday. Nothing could be better! Everyone here is happy and healthy and happy, and very happy. Did I tell you how happy we are? So don't be sad about missing us. We'll all see each other again someday. But in the meantime, live life strong, love, and be happy! Love, Angel
PS--Angel-girl, I do miss you everyday, but I do believe you are well and happy. We love you and Happy Easter! Mom and Dad
September 22nd 2012 3:46 pm
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Dearest, Darling, Angel
It's Autumn again. It's seven years since you passed away and left us. This time of year is so hard because it was on a warm, sunny, golden October evening when we lost you. I cannot see the gold of birches without remembering you. I so wish you were still here with us. Dad cannot run with L and K the way he could with you. Part of the reason is because they are not pure Siberian like you; they kinda don't get it, like the way they don't get playing catch. But also, Dad misses that special kinship you had when you ran together. You were the dog love of his life and he will never get over losing you. We do try to remember the good things, though. Like your beautiful sable coat, so soft and so thick that we never came to the end of brushing you! Like your voices. Like the way you loved playing on the deck and howling at the sirens. Like the way you loved going walking in the woods. Like the way you loved us. Like the way we did and still do love you. The woods are golden, Angel, and the only way I can bear it is to think of each fallen leaf as both a happy memory and a promise that someday we will meet again. I love you always and forever--Mom
December 29th 2011 11:11 pm
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Hi, my Angel. I just wanted to let you know that I still miss you so much. I watched a video of a singing husky today and was reminded of all your special voices: woo-woo, yip, howl. I'm so sorry you aren't still with us. In my heart, you always will be. Dad's too. He still grieves for you. I remember the last hug I gave you and wish I had kept you home with me that evening. But at least I gave you a hug. I love you so much. I hope I will be worthy to see at the Rainbow someday. I fail so many times, because, you know, us humans just do not have the clear souls that dogs do. I hope you are happy and that you sing everyday while you are out running and hunting and playing. Forever and ever, Love, mom.
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