As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord~
Joshua 24:15
Joshua 24:15
| Our Sweet Farm Dog Rest in peace, dearest "Lily"~ We will always, always remember you. July 2003-October 4, 2005 |
| She is Gone Author Unknown You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her and only that she's gone or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. |
| Stood By Your Bed Last Night by Geoff Fierce 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 you, 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 I could do more. I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to reassure you, that I am 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 looked 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 everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew. That in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you. The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "good-night, 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. Loved Ones Are With You Always, Wherever You May Go |
| They will not go quietly, the pets who've shared our lives. In subtle ways they let us know their spirit still survives. Old habits still make us think we hear a voice at the door. Or step back when we drop a tasty morsel on the floor. Our feet still go around the place the food dish used to be. And, sometimes, coming home at night, we miss them terribly. Although time may bring new friends and a new food dish to fill, that one place in our hearts belongs to them... and always will. Author Unknown~ |
| Most of us know what it is like to lose a pet.... ...a beloved friend. If you are reading this, you might very well be suffering from a broken heart right now. I hope and pray you will be comforted and be able to love again....and find that joy to warm your heart once more with a new special cocker baby~ With much love, Sue |
| I AM YOUR DOG I am your dog, and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often never noticing the truly grand things in life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle. You smile at me; I see love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So many times you have been saddened by the words you read on that screen, of other of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and clouded eyes. Still the love is always there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land. I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me. Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I, heart to heart. Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even "Mom or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and talk. I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even life in general. You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with. Someone very different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on two feet" -- I know what you are. You are human, in all your quirkiness, and I love you still. Now, come sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my eyes, and whisper to my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh so very short. --Love, (on behalf of canines everywhere) Author Unknown |
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| Where good dogs are buried For if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, laughing, begging, it matters not where the dog sleeps. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a land where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is one to the dog, and all one to you, and nothing is gained and nothing is lost--if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a dog. If you bury him in this spot he will come to you when you call--- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well remembered path to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they shall not growl at him nor resent him coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master! ~~ Author Unknown |
| Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... Author unknown... |
| High Calling Cockers |
| The Rainbow Bridge |
| LOSS OF A DOG If you've ever known the joyful sound Of barks that fill the air- A sloppy kiss, a friendly paw, A quiet adoring stare- If you've ever had a special friend To share a tear or two, Or maybe just a wagging tail To lift you when you're blue- If you've ever felt the wrenching pain That only death can send, Then you have lost Not just a dog- You've truly lost a friend. But God is good and treasures love And there at Heaven's gate- A sloppy kiss, a joyful bark- Your precious friend awaits. |
| I will bring the blind by a way they did not know...I will make darkness light before them and the crooked places straight. These things I will do for them and not forsake them." --Isaiah 42:16 |
WHEN TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME When tomorrow starts without me And I'm not there to see; The sun will rise and find your eyes, All filled with tears for me. I wish so much you wouldn't cry The way you did today Remembering how I'd lay my head In your lap that special way. I know how much you love me, As much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too. But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand, That an Angel came and called my name, And petted me with her hand. She said my place was ready, In Heaven far above. And that I'd have to leave behind, All those I dearly love. But, as I turned to heel away, A tear fell from my eye. For all my life I never thought, That I would have to die. I had so much to live for, So many sits and downs to do, That it seemed almost impossible, That I was leaving you. I thought about our lives together, I know you must be sad. I thought of all the love we shared, And all the fun we had. Remember how I'd nudge your hand, And poke you with my nose. The squirrel I would gladly chase, The bad guy "I'd bark and hold". If I could relive yesterday, Just even for a little while, I'd wag my tail and kiss you, Just so I could see you smile. But, then I fully realized, That this could never be; For emptiness and memories, Will take the place of me. And when I thought of treats and toys I might miss come tomorrow, I thought of you and when I did My dog-heart filled with sorrow. But then I walked through Heaven's Gate And felt so much at home; As God looked down and smiled at me From His beautiful throne. He said, This is eternity, And now we welcome you. Today your life on earth is past, But here it starts anew. I promise no tomorrow But today will always last; For you see, each day's the same day There's no longing for the past. Now you have been so faithful, So trusting, loyal and true. Though there were times you did things, You knew you shouldn't do. But good dogs are forgiven, And now at last you're free. So won't you sit here by my side, And wait right here with me? So when tomorrow starts without me, Don't think we're far apart. For every time you think of me, I'm right there, in your heart. Author: Unknown |
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