July 21st 2009 4:56 am
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Thank you to all that provided kind words, encouragement and pretty stars, rosettes and gifties to my page. Mommy appreciates is so very much. This has been so hard for her to deal with and since it was so sudden makes it that much harder. She did get to say goodbye and tell me how much she loved me, what a good girl I am and how awesome I had made everyone's life that knew me before I took my last breath in my Grammy's arms (my most favorite place to be) while Mommy was petting me. Please forgive Mommy if the individual thank you's take a little longer to post so that's the reason for this diary entry. Thanks again! xoxo
August 5th 2007 9:58 pm
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Well, would you believe there is a summer tag game going around Dogster? My worst nightmare who's also my sister- Harmony has tagged me for this game....here we go again, BOL!
1. I'm getting ready to go back to live with Grammy and Grampy since Grammy is coming home from the horse piddle soon! HOORAY!
2. I live under the bed to avoid "The Labradorks".
3. I hate not being "the only child" anymore.
4. I'm the only dogger that gets to hang out in Mom's gated flower courtyard.
5. I'm outweighed by 60, 80,87 and 98 pounds in this family of fur that I have to endure but only for a little while longer.... HOORAY!
I didn't tag anypup cause I know this thing will get out of control by the end of the week. BOL!
July 26th 2007 8:23 am
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A DOG'S PRAYER
Treat me kindly , my beloved master,
for no heart in all the world is more
grateful for kindness than the loving
heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick,
for although I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and
understanding will more quickly teach
me the things you would have be do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is
world’s sweetest music, as you must know
by the fierce wagging of my tail when your
footstep falls upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me
inside, for I am now a domesticated animal,
no longer used to bitter elements.
And I ask no greater glory than the
privilege of sitting at your feet beside
the hearth. Though had you no home,
I would rather follow you through ice and
snow than rest upon the softest pillow in
the warmest home in the land, for you are
my god and I am your devoted worshipper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water,
for although I should not reproach you
were it dry, I cannot tell you when I
suffer thirst. Feed me clean food so
that I may stay well to romp and play
and do your bidding, to walk by your
side, and stand ready willing and able
to protect you with my life should your
life be in danger.
And beloved master, should the Great Master
see fit to deprive me of my health or sight,
do not turn me away from you. Rather,
hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands
grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest...
and I will leave you knowing with the last
breath I draw, my fate was every safest
in your hands.
--- Beth Norman Harris ---
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