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My very special friend and companion, Teddie, cross Rainbow Bridge on March 29, 2002 at the age of 7 years.  

It was very sudden and I am still finding it very hard to accept she is no longer with us.

From Friend to Friend

You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.

That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend.
And why I've loved you all these years,
My partner 'til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.

And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll stay.

I'll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I'll run,
a young dog once again.

Karen Clouston



Sammy Sammy is no longer with us. He died at the very young age of two.... more



Shadow was my pride and joy.  He was 15 years old when he died and he spent every day of his life with me.. more


Scampie was the first dog I had the privilege of sharing my life with.  She was the grand old age of 18 when she crossed the Bridge.


Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world
is more grateful for kindness that the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick,
for though I should lick your hand between the blows,
your patience and understanding
will more quickly teach me the things your would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail
when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside,
for I am now a domesticated animal,
no longer used to bitter elements.
And I ask no greater glory than the privilege
of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.
Had you no home, I would rather follow you
through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow
in the warmest home in all the land,
for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water,
for although I should not reproach you were it dry,
I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food, that I may stay well,
to romp and play and do your bidding,
to walk by your side and stand ready,
willing and able to protect you with my life
should your life be in danger.
And, beloved master,
should the great Master see fit to deprive me of my health
do not turn me away from you.
Rather hold me gently in your arms
as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest-
and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew,
my fate was ever safest in your hands.
---Beth Norman Harris---


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I stood by you, 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 have not left you, I am well. I am fine. I am 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 is 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.
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 will l see you in the morning.
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I will rush across to greet you and we will 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.

- author unknown



They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.

A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.

If tears could build a stairway
and heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
and bring you back again.

Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.

Author unknown


Time to Go

The time has come I think you know, the lord is calling so I must go. I love you so much; I wish it wasn't so. I wish I could stay; I don't want to go.

You're the best family a dog ever had, so kind and gentle, never mean or mad. I'll never forget the day that we met, I was so lucky to become your pet.

You opened your door and showed me your heart. I'll never forget; we'll never part. You loved me and cared for me over the years, you taught me everything and took away my fears.

The Lord is calling, now I must go, but before I go I want you to know, I know it hurts to lose a friend, but I'll always be with you even to the end.

~~~John Quealy!!!


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Dogs don't have souls, do they?

I remember bringing you home.
You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur.
You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping.
Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp,
just to let me know this was your territory.
Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything
in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you,
you just put your head down and looked up at me with those
innocent eyes, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again
as soon as you're not watching."

As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window
and barking at everyone who walked by.
When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting
for me with your tail wagging just to say:
"Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day
and I could always count on you to be there for me.
When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV,
you would hop on my lap, looking for attention.
You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head
so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.

As you got older, you moved around more slowly.
Then, one day, old age finally took its toll
and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore.
I knelt down and patted you lying there,
trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me
as if to say you were old and tired, and that after all these years
of not asking for anything, you had to ask me for one last favour.
With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet.
One last time, you were lying next to me. For some strange reason,
you were able to stand up in the animal hospital;
perhaps it was your sense of pride. As the vet led you away,
you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me
as if to say: "Thank you for taking care of me."
I thought: "No, thank you for taking care of me."

Chuck Wells
Palmyra, New York

A Little Dog Angel

High up in the courts of heaven today
a little dog angel waits;
with the other angels he will not play,
but he sits alone at the gates.
"For I know my master will come" says he,
"and when he comes he will call for me."

The other angels pass him by
As they hurry toward the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
as he sits at the gates alone.
"But I know if I just wait patiently
that someday my master will call for me."

And his master, down on earth below,
as he sits in his easy chair,
forgets sometimes, and whispers low
to the dog who is not there.
And the little dog angel cocks his ears
and dreams that his master's voice he hears.

And when at last his master waits
outside in the dark and cold,
for the hand of death to open the door,
that leads to those courts of gold,
he will hear a sound through the gathering dark,
a little dog angel's bark.



Kingdom in the Skies

Light a candle and remember me,
but not with teary eyes.
Raise your head up towards,
my kingdom in the sky.

I'm the warmth that touches you,
on a sunny summer day.
I'm the breeze that caresses you,
from near and far away.

I draw you pictures in the clouds,
so that you might know.
I'm at peace and watching you,
on earth not far below.

Please open up your heart,
so another creature may see.
What it is to be loved,
the way that you loved me.

Bring out my old ball,
my dishes and favorite toys.
Don't let them go to waste,
they can bring so much joy.

And if you should need to talk,
all you do is close your eyes.
Raise your head upwards again,
I'll be listening from the skies.

Carol Kufner


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