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"Daisy, Rosie, Bingo and Rooty. Thank you, Katie! It's beautiful!"
"Our sisfur, Rosie, joins us at The Bridge 3/08/10. Our newest Taters' Angel. ♥ Thank you for my beautiful wings, "
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"Thank you, Huntington, for my pretty wings!"
"Daisy and Rooty before The Bridge with Penny Ann in the back yard."
"Thank you, Kadie! I can fly with the angels!"
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"Playing with our furiend, Babe, at The Rainbow Bridge" [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
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Rooty ( Dachshund), Daisy (Pembroke Welsh Corgi/Shih Tzu), Bingo (White Shepherd), Coco (Pomeranian) Rosie (Calico Domestic Medium Hair)
November 27th 2007
Bingo was the result of an irresponsible dog owner. There were 5 beautiful puppies that desperately needed to find homes. The owner of their mother was going to dump them 'someplace where someone would find them' if they didn't find homes by the time they were 8 weeks old! We brought Bingo home with us and made sure that the other 4 pups also found safe and loving forever homes. Bingo was with us for nearly 14 years. He was such a loyal and magnificent dog. We have alot of great memories and our lives are richer because he was part of our family.
We fell completely and totally in love with Daisy by accident when we went into a pet store one day, just to look. We were not informed about the horrors of puppy mills and pet stores as we are today, but Daisy turned out to be a real blessing to our family. She was one of a litter that a local family accidentally wound up with when their female Corgi escaped and met up with the neighbor's Shih Tzu. The owners kept one puppy and the mother and the rest of the pups wound up at our neighborhood pet store. Daisy was "on sale" for $50, but the owner of the pet store sold her to us for $40, so long as we would buy a bag of IAMS puppy food to feed her. What a bargain! lol Daisy really did turn out to be the very best $40 we ever spent! She was the best little dog in the world! She never, ever got into any kind of trouble at all, house trained her in one day, and she was super intelligent. She's ALWAYS been an angel!
Rooty was probably the most special dog our family has ever known. We purchased him from a large chain pet store. We went in to buy some goldfish food and saw Rooty all alone in a cage laying on a rubber mat. No blanket. No toys. Just a balled up 2.5 pound, shivering little sleeping baby. I just couldn't stop thinking that he seemed scared or sick. He definitely needed a soft, warm bed and lots of love and attention. Long story short, we brought him home, he was sick, the pet store paid his vet bills and we got him healed up and healthy! He remained with our family for 10 years until he went to The Bridge too soon. We strongly suspect tainted pet food as the cause of his demise.
Rooty was the sweetest, most loving dog with the most charming personality. He was my sweet baby boy and I miss him with all of my heart and soul. You can read more about him on his personal Dogster page. Or... should I say... 'PAWsonal'? ; -)~
Watching over Auntie Sally ♥
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October 18th 2010 4:23 am
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Once, in a little pond, in the muddy water under the lily pads,
there lived a little water beetle in a community of water
beetles. They lived a simple and comfortable life in the pond
with few disturbances and interruptions.
Once in a while, sadness would come to the community when one of
their fellow beetles would climb the stem of a lily pad and
would never be seen again. They knew when this happened; their
friend was dead, gone forever.
Then, one day, one little water beetle felt an irresistible urge
to climb up that stem. However, he was determined that he would
not leave forever. He would come back and tell his friends what
he had found at the top.
When he reached the top and climbed out of the water onto the
surface of the lily pad, he was so tired, and the sun felt so
warm, that he decided he must take a nap. As he slept, his body
changed and when he woke up, he had turned into a beautiful
blue-tailed dragonfly with broad wings and a slender body
designed for flying.
So, fly he did! And, as he soared he saw the beauty of a whole
new world and a far superior way of life to what he had never
Then he remembered his beetle friends and how they were thinking
by now he was dead. He wanted to go back to tell them, and
explain to them that he was now more alive than he had ever been
before. His life had been fulfilled rather than ended.
But, his new body would not go down into the water. He could
not get back to tell his friends the good news. Then he
understood that their time would come, when they, too, would
know what he now knew. So, he raised his wings and flew off
into his joyous new life!
July 25th 2010 2:56 pm
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Yesterday our beautifur furiend, Lexus aka Lexi made her journey to The Bridge.
Spread your beautiful wings, sweet furiend, and come fly with us!
September 27th 2009 11:37 pm
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When Is It Time?
When is it time to say goodbye,
To all the love I've known,
When is it time to end your pain,
And leave me all alone?
I've watched you on your good days when
I feel your strength renewed;
But shortly after little ups,
The down days then ensue.
We ride this roller-coaster of
Emotions as we try,
To make it through another day,
And yet, I can't deny ...
That as I look into your face
On days that have been bad,
I see a look that beckons me
It's tired, and hurt, and sad.
The little spark I used to see
Behind those loving eyes,
Is growing ever clouded
By life's cruel inhumane side.
I try to see beyond the pain
You feel with every step;
And softly whisper to myself
This may get better yet.
If I can bear to watch you
Just another day or two;
I justify my reasons to
Ensure I cling to you.
For letting go is harder for
The person left behind;
It means that if I let you go,
I cannot turn back time.
Back to the days I long for now,
When you were full of life;
And every day held promise,
And our futures, clear and bright.
But now the lights are darkening ...
We take it daily now;
I cannot see our futures clear
Or think beyond this cloud.
I think the hardest part in this
Is never knowing why,
I have to be courageous
And I have to say goodbye.
For if I let myself admit
It's time to let you go;
I'd have to face reality
Without you ... but I know ...
That soon I have to face the
Final outcome that I dread,
And holding on will only serve
To hurt you in the end.
You've given such unselfish love
For all our time in life,
But if I hold too tightly,
You'll not move t'ward the light ...
On to a better life, where you
Can once again be free,
Of all the pain and discomfort
That holds you here to me.
So if I find the courage just to say
This last farewell,
I hope you will forgive me for
The time it took me; still ...
I'll hold with me, the memories
That in my heart remain,
Pray one day, down the road a'ways
... They'll lesson my own pain.
~ Kit McCallum
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