Cookie (In Memory)


English Pointer
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Home:Bronte Creek, Oakville, ON, Canada  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Special Gift Box:
The family of Hershey and Van Winkle
MrJackFreckles~SirLick-a-Lot
Droopy, Forever in my heart
 

Nicknames:
Sweetness

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Sun Sign:
Badges:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Gotcha Date:
March 23rd 2002

Birthday:
June 16th 1997

Likes:
Hanging out with her owners

Favorite Toy:
Orange Guy

Favorite Food:
Chicken

Favorite Walk:
The Trails in Bronte Creek

Best Tricks:
Looking pretty

Arrival Story:
Cookie was brought into my life through my fiancee. A year before Caroline and I met, she adopted Cookie from a Pointer kennel and gave her a new home in the big city. The bond between Cookie and Caroline was very strong, and continued to be up until her passing. In the beginning it was hard for me to win Cookie over. Caroline told me that she had a lot of love to give, and to give it time. That's what I loved about Cookie--she made you earn it! After a few months, Cookie and I became great friends. Mind you I was always second to Caroline in her eyes, but that was more than enough for me.

Bio:
Cookie was a gentle, kind and loving soul. She loved to get your attention with a little tap of her paw. Although she was independent, she always wanted to be in the same room as either Caroline or me. She'd go anywhere with us and was extremely well behaved. She loved to cuddle in morning and do large, fast circles around the dining room table before meal time. Cookie was a devoted dog who gave us more than we could ever give her. On May 15th, my heart broke and I'm not sure I'll ever truly recover.

Forums Motto:
Sweetness

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Saying goodbye to sweet Sophie



running in snow:


I've Been On Dogster Since:
August 28th 2008 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
867178


Meet my family
RileyRosie (In
Loving Memory)
Caileigh

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Thank You Pals

June 24th 2014 10:26 am
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Hey Pals,

Boy oh boy, Dogster has given us some problems.

I haven't been able to access my diary area for weeks.

I want to thank all of my pals that sent me birthday wishes. We cherish all of our friends and their families.

There has been so much going on here. A lot of great pups and kitties have made their journey to the Bridge in the last few days and weeks.

Let me assure all of you, these pups will be welcomed and loved here at the Bridge. We know that those they left behind are sad and hurting.

Take comforting in knowing that our love knows no bounds.

Big hugs to all of you.

Your pal, Cookie

 

5 days, 5 weeks, 5 months, 5 years

May 15th 2013 5:41 am
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Sweet cookie,

Time goes by so very quickly. It wasn't always that way. For the days, weeks and months that followed your passing, time stood still.

During that time I searched for comfort. I found it in your memory and with the help of my dogster friends. In a world so large, at times it can be very small.

Many dear dogster friends have joined you. With each the sadness gives way to hope and love. The Bridge brings you all together, surrounded by love. Your adventures fill my mind, so vivid and clear. Your love knows no bounds.

I often know that you are with me, guiding me. I also know that you shine down on Riley and Caileigh.

No amount of time will ever weaken our bound, only galvanize it stronger than any metal.

Take care of Rosie, she has a nose for trouble. Her story is still yet to be told. One day, your adventures will flow through me and again we all will share them. For now they give me great comfort.

Cookie, say hi to all the pups and kitties. Let them know that we all love them.

Today, I lose myself in you.

 

DAYLIGHT

April 27th 2013 8:59 am
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In the dark night sky a full moon cascaded a brilliant light. The dewdrops on the nearby blades of grass shimmered, while a sprinkling of stars glittered and danced.

Along the edge of Turtle Pond, he sniffed at the ground. Normally a sound sleeper, especially after a great adventure throughout the Rainbow Bridge countryside, but on this night the liver and white German Shorthaired Pointer was restless, unable to drift away.

He came upon a row of reeds that grew at the water’s edge; maybe they were bulrushes, nonetheless they caught his attention.

He lost himself in the scent; rapidly sniffing the ground, moving from one section to the next. From behind he heard a rustle and it took every ounce of strength in him to pull himself away from the scent and look behind him. As he did he saw a pheasant and wild turkey scamper along a pathway of worn grass. His instinct told him to rush after them, but there was something keeping him at this spot.

He watched as the pheasant and wild turkey disappeared into the night.

“Max,” a voice said from the direction from which he had early came from. “What are you doing out here so late?” his friend asked.

“Alex, you startled me,” Max replied. “I couldn’t sleep . . . I needed some air.”

“I saw you walk by my window and when you didn’t return, I got worried,” Alex replied.

The two were the founders of The Pointer Pack. Several years earlier, while the group was fighting the evil wolf, Leviticus, the two had met out in the badlands. Max was out there wandering the great lands of the Rainbow Bridge with only a ball to keep him company. Oh how he loves to play with a ball. He could keep himself entertained for hours just bouncing it, chasing after it and giving it a good shake. Upon meeting many years ago, the two became instant friends. There was something in Alex that reminded Max of his brother, Wilhelm.

“I couldn’t sleep either,” Alex said. He joined Max sniffing the bulrushes.

“Well boys, it looks like you’re not the only ones who can’t sleep,” said a female voice.

It was Vayla, Alex’s GSP sister. With her were the others in their little pack—Spike, Remington, Cosmo, Harley, Kirby and Abby. Abby and Harley were the only English Pointers in the group, and Cosmo was only part Wirehaired Pointer, but don’t tell him that to his face. As far as he’s concerned, he’s Pointer through and through.

“Must be a really good sniff to get you boys up at this hour,” Spike said making his way to where Max and Alex stood, giving the spot a good sniff for himself.

“Wait a minute,” Cosmo announced. His tone was one of surprise and wonderment.

The pack looked up from the bulrushes and at Cosmo. He was standing in some mucky sand looking into the calm water’s of Turtle Pond. Where there would normally be the darkness of night water, they all gazed upon something magical.

Max lowered his head, a series of wrinkles formed as his eyebrows perked upward. The others stood motionless.

The water’s opened to unveil a young girl’s bedroom. In the dim light of night, they could see the outline of the girl and a dog.

Max moved closer to the water’s edge. The mucky sand oozed up around his front paws as he shifted his weight from his back legs to his front legs.

He could see long strands of beautiful red hair contrast the alabaster complexion of the girl’s face. Her arm was outstretched and around the neck of the dog.

Max watched, motionless, focused. Then the dog’s face emerged from under the arm of the girl. She had released her embrace just enough for the dog to move.

Max’s stubby tail wagged.

The others, like Max, were fixed on the scene.

The dog looked up at the girl. The years had turned his liver face to snow white. Like a mask it wrapped around his eyes and carried down the sides of his face. Only a small strip of liver still existed, running down between his eyes to his nose. His gorgeous brown eyes, filled with years of love and happiness, looked up at the young girl. She pulled him close again.

“I love you, Will,” she said. “I will love you forever.”

Max let out a little cry. The young girl was Olivia and with her was Max’s brother, Will.

Olivia is the daughter of Max’s human family. She was only 5 months old when Max went to the Bridge. Despite all his adventures, Max always took the time to look in on her and his bother. Will took the responsibility of taking care of Olivia very seriously. The two had a bond that all young children should get to experience as they grow up, the bond that can only be tempered and galvanized through the moments shared with a dog.

“I’m never going to let you go,” Olivia whispered in Will’s ear. “This night will never end.”

Will is 14 years old and his love for Olivia had given him the strength to hold on, to stay by her side, to love her. He, too, didn’t want the night to end, to see the rays of daylight cut through the darkness.

“Tonight, I’m going to hold you so close,” she said as she ran her hand down Will’s neck; her gentle touch soothing the old dog’s heart.

As the pack watched they didn’t realize that they were no longer alone. The night had awoken others to join them.

Next to them were Hannah and Lydia Rose. Louie, Tinsleigh, Cheyenne, Dozer and Roman were just behind them.

Ernie George, Izzy B and the crew of The Lady Melanie including Ben, Jamaica and Tammy were there.

Cleo, Wyoming, Cheyanne, Molly, Wolf and Radar looked on. Rusty and Pepper moved closer to the water’s edge to get a better look.

Rosie, Strider, Lab Daisy, and Vermont Labbies, Remy and Magnum had all come from the farm to be here.

Boudy, Big Moe, Bootsie and Gabby were there, too. Pongo, Elvis, Mercury, Jarvis, Rinky, Abby and Chippy approached. Stryker and I hung back, watching everyone from a distance.

Just then I saw Quincy, Fred, Carmella, Popeye and Logan run up to join the others.

Everywhere I looked I saw the dogs of the Bridge joining Max in watching his family.

Max gazed around amazed that everyone was there with him, and just as he turned back to watch his family, Oliver Louis began stringing his guitar. Every since the Australian Cattle Dog/Bluetick Coonhound had arrived at the Bridge he had brought the magic and power of music to everyone.

Max watched Olivia caress Will. His brother’s head lowered onto the bed. Olivia clung to his shoulder and rested her head on his back.

Oliver Louis began to sing:

HERE I AM WAITING
I’LL HAVE TO LEAVE SOON
WHY AM I HOLDING ON?
WE KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME
WE KNEW IT ALL ALONG
HOW DID IT COME SO FAST?

Will let out a contented sigh. He was where he loved to be, with his Olivia. The young girl’s head raised and lowered with each breath he took. Neither wanted to sleep, they just wanted this moment to last forever.

Oliver Louis continued:

THIS IS OUR LAST NIGHT BUT IT’S LATE
AND I’M TRYING NOT TO SLEEP
CAUSE I KNOW, WHEN I WAKE, I WILL HAVE TO SLIP AWAY

AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT COMES I’LL HAVE TO GO
BUT TONIGHT I’M GONNA HOLD YOU SO CLOSE
CAUSE IN THE DAYLIGHT WE’LL BE ON OUR OWN
BUT TONIGHT I NEED TO HOLD YOU SO CLOSE

OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
Will shifted and twisted around to look back at Olivia. He wanted to see her, to watch her. Olivia leaned forward and kissed him on the snout. A sweet, loving smile lit up her expression. She thought about the walks, the times she shared her food with him and all the nights she had cuddled him.

Will remembered the early years, when she was small and just learning to walk. From the day she came home, he had loved her, this little bundle of joy. The years had gone by so fast.

Oliver Louis sang:

HERE I AM STARING AT YOUR PERFECTION
IN MY ARMS, SO BEAUTIFUL
THE SKY IS GETTING BRIGHT, THE STARS ARE BURNING OUT
SOMEBODY SLOW IT DOWN

The moon had lowered, no longer visible through the window of Olivia’s room. At the Bridge, the first rays of morning were starting to invade the darkness of night.

Oliver Louis continued:

THIS IS WAY TOO HARD, CAUSE I KNOW
WHEN THE SUN COMES UP, I WILL LEAVE
THIS IS MY LAST GLANCE THAT WILL SOON BE MEMORY

Olivia showed Will the stuffed elephant that she had given him for Christmas. Will sniffed it and rubbed his nose on it. He wanted to make sure that his scent was on it. Olivia held it close to her face and took in the scent, smelling her Will dog.

Oliver Louis sang:

AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT COMES I’LL HAVE TO GO
BUT TONIGHT I’M GONNA HOLD YOU SO CLOSE
CAUSE IN THE DAYLIGHT WE’LL BE ON OUR OWN
BUT TONIGHT I NEED TO HOLD YOU SO CLOSE

OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH

Will pressed his head into Olivia’s shoulder. With the elephant in hand, she wrapped her arms around his neck. They both clung to each other, an embrace to last forever. The memories of being together flowed between each other.

Oliver Louis continued:

I NEVER WANT IT TO STOP
BECAUSE I DON’T WANNA START ALL OVER
START ALL OVER
I WAS AFRAID OF THE DARK
BUT NOW IT’S ALL THAT I WANT
ALL THAT I WANT, ALL THAT I WANT
Will knew that he could no longer be here for Olivia, but he also knew that she would be okay. He knew that Dexter would step in, that his little bro would love Olivia, and take care of her.

The once dark room was now flooded with daylight, morning had arrived. Olivia felt a nudge at her side. She looked down and there was Dexter. Will reached out with his paw and placed it on Dexter’s shoulder. Olivia pulled one hand from around Will and placed it on Dexter. The three embraced.

Oliver Louis sang:

AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT COMES I’LL HAVE TO GO
BUT TONIGHT I’M GONNA HOLD YOU SO CLOSE
CAUSE IN THE DAYLIGHT WE’LL BE OWN OUR OWN
BUT TONIGHT I NEED TO HOLD YOU SO CLOSE

The sun had risen at the Bridge. Daylight had arrived.

Everyone at the Bridge joined Oliver Louis and sang:

AND WHEN THE DAYLIGHT COMES I’LL HAVE TO GO
BUT TONIGHT I’M GONNA HOLD YOU SO CLOSE
CAUSE IN THE DAYLIGHT WE’LL BE OWN OUR OWN
BUT TONIGHT I NEED TO HOLD YOU SO CLOSE

OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH, OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH
OH-WOAH (YEAH), OH-WOAH (YEAH), OH-WOAH (YEAH)-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH (YEAH)
OH-WOAH (YEAH), OH-WOAH (YEAH), OH-WOAH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH






Later that day at the Bridge, Will burst out of the water. His legs were strong and powerful. His paws landed on the ground and dug in as he propelled himself forward.

The pheasant and wild turkey ran as the German Shorthair Pointer was in hot pursuit.

“Come on, brother,” Will barked to Max. “ I remember you be much faster.”



For Olivia
Will’s love knows no bounds

 
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