February 24th 2013 12:01 pm
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Just wanted to drop in and let you know I'm doing fine up here. I know you've been thinking about me a lot. It's been a little over 6 months since I left. Louie has joined me. Duke, Sassy, Tico, Louie and I are having a blast running through the fields. I'm swimming like crazy - as you know I can swim all day now. I know you're getting ready for the SPCA Doggy Dash this year and want you to have fun. This year will be different with Bullseye, but know that I'll be with you guys in spirit - dashing with the pack.
Love you - Betty Boo
September 11th 2012 8:49 pm
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Today as we spent time at the vet's office picking up Betty's fur brother Smoky - there was the opportunity to see the flower arrangement sent in memory of Betty. It was important to thank Dr. Brick for saving Betty on 9/6 and giving her mom 6 more years to enjoy her fur daughter. It was also the chance to thank her for all the loving care provided to the rest of Betty's fur-family. There will always be only one Betty in her mom's heart.
Love you always!!!
July 13th 2012 9:12 pm
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It is with a heavy heart that Betty's mom informs her doggy friends that she crossed over the Rainbow Bridge and earned her angel wings. Her health had been failing and she had been diagnosed with a brain tumor. Ever the fighter to the end - she tried hard to stay with mom but she got called to cross the bridge. It won't be the same playing in the pool without her or enjoying Christmas with her in her costumes.
I am happy knowing that she is now playing again with Dukie and Tico and they can be family once again. I can stil see her prancing like a pony - she was so happy and proud. Nothing is the same without you. Run free Betty Boo . . . I will always love you.
We Have A Secret
We have a secret, you and I that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand before we go to bed and feel the living warmth of you and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim in every brook I pass and when I call, no one but I can see the bending grass.
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