Pawlease Help My Angel Furiend

My angel furiend Miracle needs your help! She's in a contest, raising money for research on the disease that took her life way to soon (approved by HQ). Mica is heading that up - http://www.dogster.com/dogs/504880.

Here's the link to vote for Miracle (click on Vote):

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Thank you very much, my pals!

Loves from RB,
Angel Weazy

Rosebuds

Bella in Schnauzers Rule posted this poem, and it reminded me of you.



Rosebuds


When God calls little puppies to dwell with Him above,
We humans always question the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache can compare with the loss of one small 'child,'
Who does so much to make this world seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires - always calling the aged to His fold,
And so He picks a rosebud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them and so He picks but few;
To make the land of heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult, yet somehow we must try,
For the saddest word that mankind knows will always be "good-bye."
And so when little pups depart; We, who are left behind,
must realize how much God loves puppies....
For angels are hard to find.

~~Author Unknown

Borrowed from Little Miracle Angel...

Do Dogs Go to Heaven?

My little bully passed away, no more to breathe a sound.
I held him for the last time, then entombed him in the ground.
Day and night I wept so much, in tears I thought I'd drown.
I searched my soul for comfort, but no peace therein was found.

In great despair, I hit my knees and then began to pray.
"Father will I ever see, my dog again someday?"
I raised my eyes and saw an angel standing near a gate.
I sensed an inner peace I'd never felt before that day.

The angel smiled and said to me, "Oh man of little faith!
God sees every bird that falls; He knows your Bully's fate.
I have met your little dog, I saw him pass my way.
Your precious dog is still alive; he just walked through this gate.

Paradise is lovelier than you can comprehend.
No pain or grief, no tears or fears, and life will have no end.
God gave to man His only Son, to cover all his sins.
So why would God withhold from you, your pure and loving friend?”

The angel took me by the hand and said, "Now come with me.
A glimpse of paradise I'll give, to you so you can see."
Through the gate and o'er the Rainbow Bridge we did proceed.
Through green valleys filled with flowers, rolling hills and trees.

“Wow, so this is paradise!” The place was filled with joy.
I saw my Bully playing there, with dogs and cats and toys.
He also had some doggie treats, and food that he enjoyed.
He'd made a lot of new friends there, including girls and boys.

Then I saw a child come near, and hug my little mate.
She said to him, "I love you so," and kissed him on the face.
The angel said, "The child just crossed the Rainbow Bridge today.
Now she needs a little friend, to love and help her play.

God’s love for her would be enough, in that make no mistake.
But in His love, He knew full well, the child would want a mate.
This is why God called your dog unto this splendid place.
God’s entrusted her with him, ‘til you pass through the gate."

I pleaded, “May I hug them both?!” The angel answered, “No!
You’d violate a sacred site, and now it’s time to go.”
He led me back across the Bridge and through the gate to home.
He left me there with new-found hope and peace within my soul.

If someone ever asks what happens to a dog that dies,
Just give a gentle smile of joy and look them in the eye.
Take their hand and comfort them and tell them not to cry.
For dogs don’t die, they simply cross a bridge to paradise.

Dan Atcheson

Memories are Golden

Mom borrowed this from a posting in one of our groups. Hope you don't mind, Bella. You're a sweetie!
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Memories are Golden

They say memories are golden.
Well, maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
No one could ever fill.

If tears could build a stairway,
And heartache make a lane.
I'd walk the path to heaven,
And bring you home again.

Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.

Author Unknown

Mom borrowed this from our pal Bella in SR

Still Miss You, a poem by Robert Arthur Miller from USA

It's only been months
but I have not forgotten you,
still remembering my friend
so loyal and true.

There's not a day that goes by
that you don't enter my mind,
a friend that I had
like no other kind.

I go out to our bench
where we used to play,
and it's then that I'm reminded
that you are not here today.

It saddens me so much
to think that you are gone,
but I know you are at peace
and your spirit will live on.

I think of you daily
as I look high above,
to send you sweet kisses
and my prayers with love.


Weazy, I see you every day in your half brother. I look at your picture on the mantle and think of what you'd be like now. You would be three years old! I miss you baby girl! I try not to feel guilty, but every now and then I still do. I hope you can forgive me. Oh, that horrible day! Oh, baby, they broke the mold after you were born!

love,
Mom

We have a new angel at RB this week

She's a real sweetie, too. Her name is Little Miracle, and she's Dog of the Day today. Her mommy is very sad, and my mommy has had a hard time with it herself. It's normal for the humans to be sad and cry when we leave them, but they must know that we are whole and new again when we get to RB. We don't hold grudges or have bad feelings towards them at all. We have a great time at RB, and we watch over them and wait for them to join us when it's their time. We wuv our humans and we are so grateful for all their wuv and the good homes they gave us. The Big Guy in the sky has a plan for us all. I know, easy to say, but not so easy to believe all the time, especially when your heart hurts so much. Mom and I just want everyone to know it's okay to let your heart hurt because your pup is at RB, no matter what anyone else says. Just remember, it's okay. We send our wuvs and big, big hugs.

~Weazy~

One Year

One year has gone by since I crossed the Bridge. Mom said she can't believe it has been one year already. She has good days, mostly, but some bad days, too, sometimes. Today was better than she expected. She thinks it's because she had to go to work and was distracted quite a bit from her thoughts. If it were a weekend, she'd have been a total mess. I don't like seeing her so sad and upset. I've given orders to my fursibs to give Mom extra loves.

Mom dreamed about me the other night. She dreamed that someone had "faked my death," (like Elvis, BOL!!) and someone else found me and brought me back to her. Later she realized that person had brought her a boy dog who looked almost exactly like me. She was not upset; it was a happy dream. And she still kept the doggie in the dream. I bet you don't know who sent that dream to her head, do ya? I'll never tell!

I hope my Mom knows how much fun I had with her and my dad and how much I wuv her. I'm waiting for her over here and telling any pup that will listen how much my earth family means to me. I will see my mom up close and personal again one day. I just know it.


~Weazy~

Happy Angel Day

Weazy, we were out of town on Angel Day this year, and I'm sorry I missed it. I know you wouldn't have cared, so long as you were with us. You taught me so much in your short life span. I know you are having a great time at the bridge, and one day we'll be together again. Your half-brother is here now, too. He reminds me alot of you, he's just bigger. He's got the same sweetness and same zest for life. I still miss you alot, but I know we'll be together again.

I miss you

It's almost Christmas, and I pulled your stocking out of storage along with the other decorations. It just makes me sad to think we only enjoyed two Christmases with you. Being here without you, seeing your picture with Santa from last Christmas, just pains me deeply. I know you weren't very fond of Santa; I see it in your face in the picture. But I cherish that picture. Baby girl, I just miss you so much. I saw you on my bed the other night. I know you come around me. The daycare ladies even feel you around them sometimes. You touched so many lives! I was so lucky to be the chosen human for your short time here. I love you, Weazy. Merry Christmas, baby.

Love,
Mom

5 months

Well, little baby girl, it's been five months since your journey. I never thought time could ease my pain, but it has. I look at your picture on the mantle often and think about you and what you'd be doing now, how you'd be acting. Then I usually break down and cry again. The crying doesn't last as long as it used to. I know you are in a better place and I just can't wait to see you again.

Your little sister Greta (who's actually bigger than you ever were) has been a huge help. She does a lot of the same silly things that you did and makes me laugh alot, like you did. Laughing helps. Remembering the good times helps.

Your daddy came home from overseas a month ago. He was expecting your excited squeals and jumps at the door. He misses you dearly. He still calls Greta the wrong name. I'm not sure if he talked to you while he was here, but I hope he did. He tried to say he wasn't upset, but I knew he was. He's just trying to be tough.

I'm not tough. I tried to go to your Angel Babies group and participate, but it's too hard for me. I usually end up crying every time. I just love you and miss you so much. I know you are having a great time in heaven. I hope you meet me when it's my turn.

Love,
mom