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Today We Celebrate Your Love

July 31st 2011 5:02 pm
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A wise man once said "When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight". We choose to remember the day you came into our lives, not the terrible day that you left...

Sweet LuckyLucy celebrates her 12th Birthday/Gotcha Day (3rd at the Bridge) on July 31st. Here's the story of how she joined our family:

"We lost our heart dog, HoneyBunny, quite suddenly in June 2006. At the end of July 2006, we brought a rescue transport, LuckyLucy, home for just one night.

LuckyLucy was laying on a daybed with my husband while he watched TV. Suddenly, LuckyLucy jumped off the daybed and quickly started to dig around underneath, behind a row of storage boxes. She was digging and digging... stretching her paws as far as she could reach along the wall. We could hear her nails scratching frantically on the hardwood floor... we had no idea what on Earth she was doing!

LuckyLucy popped up and jumped back onto the daybed. In her mouth was an empty 2-liter plastic bottle from soda. She proceeded to calmly chew on the bottle until she had the cap off, and then stretched out for a nap.

My husband looked at me and I looked at him... goosebumps running up and down our arms and tears forming in our eyes. That bottle had been left by HoneyBunny... before she became ill, cap dysection had been a favorite past time. HoneyBunny must have pushed the bottle underneath the daybed behind the boxes... possibly to save for later or?

We hadn't planned on expanding our pack so soon, but it was as if HoneyBunny had sent us a message from beyond... "this one... keep this one...". How did LuckyLucy know to jump off the daybed? How did she know what to find and what to do with her find? And why, in the two years that she lived here, did LuckyLucy never play with plastic bottles again--dropping them out of her mouth the instant she was given one? I think only LuckyLucy and HoneyBunny know the answers...

(As luck would have it, Mum was taking some pictures of our "overnight" guest, and captured this amazing incident in two photos shown above.)

Happy Gotcha Day, sweet girl. Today we celebrate your love and the love you gave to all who knew you.

 

This is our temporary home...

March 15th 2010 1:50 am
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Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers don't cry for me
I'll see you all someday
He looks up and says "I can see God's face."

"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This was just a stop,on the way To where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this was
My temporary home."

This is our temporary home...

 

The dreaded C word...

March 12th 2010 9:49 pm
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strikes so many of our Dogster friends over time. Sometimes our pals have led a full and happy life when they get the word. Sometimes it strikes when life has barely begun. Some breeds, like Golden Retrievers, have a terrible survival rate. Some pups fight the good fight and win many more years with those who love them. Some pups never get that chance.

So hug your pups and cherish every second with them. Life is too, too short... and the life of dogs even shorter. In the words of Sir Walter Scott

"I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?"

I couldn't even begin to imagine...

 

You left us a year ago, and we ask...

August 7th 2009 8:11 pm
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Why?
That's what we ask,
The truth is,
we may never
be able to know
for sure why.

But we do know
that there is no single
"should have done"
or "could have done"
or "did" or "didn't do"
that would have
changed that why.

All that love could do
was done.

 

My first birthday celebration at the Bridge

July 23rd 2009 6:25 pm
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Well, next week on July 31st will be my 10th Birthday (my 3rd Gotcha Day anniversary) and the first one celebrated at the Bridge. Mum was looking through my photos and shifting some around on my page when she came across two photos that are very, very special. Here's the story:

Back when Joy Ward was writing the Dogster Dog Blog, she asked if anyone had had contact "from beyond the Bridge". Joy posted: "Have you had an experience with a dog who has passed to the Rainbow Bridge? Received a visit from a beloved canine furbaby who has come back to help you or reach you in some way? I’d love to hear from you!"

The story of how we came to keep an As Good as Gold--Golden Retriever Rescue of Northern Illinois rescue transport, LuckyLucy, is about contact from beyond the Bridge:

"We lost our "heart" dog, HoneyBunny, quite suddenly in June 2006. At the end of July 2006, we brought a rescue transport, "Lucky", home for just one night.

Lucky was laying on a daybed with my husband while he watched TV. Suddenly, she jumped off the daybed and quickly started to dig around underneath, behind a row of storage boxes. Lucky was digging and digging... stretching her paws as far as she could reach along the wall. We could hear Lucky's nails scratching frantically on the hardwood floor... we had no idea what on Earth she was doing!

Finally Lucky popped up and jumped back up onto the daybed. In her mouth was an empty 2-liter plastic bottle from soda. Lucky proceeded to calmly chew on the bottle until she had the cap off, and then stretched out for a nap.

My husband looked at me and I at him... goosebumps running up and down our arms and tears forming in our eyes. That bottle had been left by HoneyBunny... before she became ill, cap dysection had been a favorite pasttime. HoneyBunny must have pushed the bottle underneath the daybed behind the boxes... possibly to save it for later or ????

We hadn't planned on expanding our pack so soon, but it was as if HoneyBunny had sent us a message from beyond... "this one... keep this one...". How did Lucky know to jump off the daybed? How did she know what to find and what to do with it? And why in the 2 years that she's lived here has Lucky, now LuckyLucy, never played with plastic bottles again--dropping them out of her mouth the instant she's given one? I think only LuckyLucy and HoneyBunny know the answers...

(Mum was taking some pictures of our "overnight" guest, and captured this amazing incident in the two photos shown above.)

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We still miss our quirky girl very, very much. We had only two short years with her, but we made sure that she got a lifetime of love from us every second of every day. Happy birthday, baby girl... we love you!

 

Marley

April 24th 2009 11:29 pm
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Cancer strikes again in the Golden Retriever community. This time a beautiful, 6yr old Red girl named Marley. Here is the latest news...

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Well, the liver biopsy did not come back with very good news. It appears the cancer has spread and I have the "bad" version of hysti0cytic sarcoma, which means that there is nothing they can do for me. They will put me on steroids for a bit to hopefully help me feel better enough to eat. Everyone tells me I'm too skinny.

Who would have thought this would be me?

Well, since it is what it is, I have to accept my fate. Despite all my health issues since I was a pup, I consider myself extremely lucky. I picked good parents who took care of my boo boos and sicknesses. They fed me lots and gave me more love than any pup could ever imagine. Who could ask for a better life?

My wish for is that my parents and auntie to try not to be sad. I came into their life for a reason and they for me. It's the way things were meant to be.

To all my friends on Dogster, you have been a blessing for me and my family with all your POPs and prayers. My wish for all of you is to love your humans with all your hearts (like that isn't hard for us Golden s, huh?)

We don't know how long it will be, but when it's time have faith that I will no longer be in pain. I will finally be with my best friend ever...Angel. I can't wait to play bitey ears with her again. :)

...and finally....Teddy. I Love You. You are the cutest boyfriend a girl could ever have. I will watch over you every day and when you are ready, I will be the first one at the Bridge waiting for you. My wish for you is that you live a long and happy life with your loving family.
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Did you know that 1 out of every 3 dogs will get some form of cancer in their lifetime? And 50% of those stricken will die from cancer? And that in our Golden Retriever breed, that number jumps to 75%? Please support Canine Cancer research, and please pray for Marley and her family.

http://www.dogster.com/dogs/459721

 

My Mom, Sheba, Has Joined Me at the Bridge

December 25th 2008 5:26 pm
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LuckyLucy here. Such a sad Christmas Day. I just got word that my furMom, Sheba, went to the Bridge today. She was approximately 14 1/2 yrs. Like me, Cancer never got the best of Sheba. She saved that for all who know and love her.

When I was adopted into the Chicago Crew through As Good As Gold--Golden Retriever Rescue of Northern Illinois, they placed Sheba as a house dog at a Sunrise Assisted Living facility. I was, and am, so proud of my doggy Mom. Please drop by her page at

http://www.dogster.com/dogs/761843

 

from The Darkest Evening of the Year...

October 25th 2008 8:27 pm
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Mum just finished reading "The Darkest Evening of the Year" by author and Golden Retriever-lover Dean Koontz. A Golden Retriever plays an essential part in this latest novel, but that not why we're writing this. One of the characters speaks about the perfect truth of loving dogs...

"Dogs' lives are short, too short, but you know that going in. You know that the pain is coming, you're going to lose a dog, and there's going to be great anguish, so you live fully in the moment with her, never fail to share her joy or delight in her innocence, because you can't support the illusion that a dog can be your lifelong companion. There's such beauty in the hard honesty of that, in accepting and giving love while always aware it comes with an unbearable price. Maybe loving dogs is a way we do penance for all the other illusions we allow ourselves and for the mistakes we make because of those illusions."

Having lost his beloved Golden, Trixie, Dean Koontz speaks from his heart as he perfectly put into words what loving, and losing, dogs is all about.

 

I can't even think of you...

September 27th 2008 12:10 am
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I so want to write a tail of devotion to you, sweet Lucygirl. But I can't even think about you without feeling a massive pain clawing at my heart. Yes, my head knows that Goldens are predisposed to various cancers--one out of three get cancer and 75% die from it. But my heart just doesn't understand this insane loss. Just two short years, that's all we had. Dr. Mullings told me to remember how you were when you came into rescue--how far you had come with us, how happy you were. It doesn't help at all... I still can't even think of you without feeling so much pain. It's just not fair. Oh sweet girl, I hope you know how much we loved you and that we would have given anything, absolutely anything, to keep you here with us.

 

I loved her...

September 2nd 2008 12:45 pm
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How could I not realize how much I loved you until after you were gone?

 
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