The first dog that lived in our home when I was
a kid was Rex, a Heinz 57 variety of cocker spaniel and traveling man.
Rexie was mostly black and brown with tan eyebrows and muzzle...I see a
lot of dogs with that combination so the traveling man was very popular
with the ladies.
My o


Our family was growing so we bought a larger house and moved again...by this time we had 3 children, 2 girls and a boy. And wanted another dog. Freckles was found at our



I
was busily cleaning up in the kitchen when the phone rang....a lady
from the shelter. She said that Jeff was there wanting to adopt a
dog...since he was still under our roof, she said she couldn't let him
have one without our permission. I asked "what does the dog look like,
what kind is it?" She must have been very anxious for Jeff to have the
dog because her description was a little vague...."well, its white with
black spots and we think it is a terrier.." Yep, it was white and black
alright, but about 8" taller than any terrier. We had Duke for nearly 10
years.


Ole
Fred is not in the best of health, he doesn't see well and is hard of
hearing (so is his owner!) or has selective hearing....hears when he
wants to. He has a small tumor which is being watched. We dread the day
that Fred passes away, but realize that it will not be far off. Fred
will be our last dog....I cannot handle my heart being torn apart piece
by piece when our sweet, beloved dogs die. Each of them lives in my
heart and memories of them will be with me always.
Post script: Fred passed away on September 1, 2011. He had been ill for a while and one night, he curled up in his bed and went to sleep. We hope that he will be waiting for us with the rest of our beloved dogs at the Rainbow Bridge.
THE LOSS OF A HEART
DOG
I stood by your bed last
night,
I came to have a peep
I could see that you were crying,
you found it hard to sleep I whined to you softly as
you brushed away a tear,
"it's me, I haven't left,
I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here" I was close to you at breakfast,
I watched you pour the tea
You were thinking of the many times,
your hands reached down to me I was with you at the shops today,
your arms were getting sore
I longed to take your parcels,
I wish you could do more I was with you at my grave today,
you tend it with such care
I want to reassure you,
that I'm not lying there I walked with you towards the house,
as you fumbled for your key
I gently put my paw on you,
I smiled and said "it's me" You look so very tired,
and sank into a chair
I tried so hard to let you know,
that I was standing there It's possible for me,
to be so near you every day
To say to you with certainty,
"I never went away" You sat there very quietly,
then smiled, I think you knew
In the stillness of that evening,
I was very close to you The day is over,
I smile and watch you yawning
And say "goodnight, God bless,
I'll see you in the morning" And when the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you
and we'll stand, side by side I have so many things to show you,
there is so much for you to see
Be patient, live your journey out,
then come home to be with me.
(source: http://memorial4ourbelovedpets.blogspot.com/ )
I came to have a peep
I could see that you were crying,
you found it hard to sleep I whined to you softly as
you brushed away a tear,
"it's me, I haven't left,
I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here" I was close to you at breakfast,
I watched you pour the tea
You were thinking of the many times,
your hands reached down to me I was with you at the shops today,
your arms were getting sore
I longed to take your parcels,
I wish you could do more I was with you at my grave today,
you tend it with such care
I want to reassure you,
that I'm not lying there I walked with you towards the house,
as you fumbled for your key
I gently put my paw on you,
I smiled and said "it's me" You look so very tired,
and sank into a chair
I tried so hard to let you know,
that I was standing there It's possible for me,
to be so near you every day
To say to you with certainty,
"I never went away" You sat there very quietly,
then smiled, I think you knew
In the stillness of that evening,
I was very close to you The day is over,
I smile and watch you yawning
And say "goodnight, God bless,
I'll see you in the morning" And when the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you
and we'll stand, side by side I have so many things to show you,
there is so much for you to see
Be patient, live your journey out,
then come home to be with me.
(source: http://memorial4ourbelovedpets.blogspot.com/ )
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