Just to remind you again
Hey there it’s just me your furry friend. I’ve been trying to say something time and again. To tell you I enjoyed everything we did and would do it all over again. I could sit by your side and let you run your hands thru my hair everyday without a care. There is nothing to compare to a single moment spent or one smile we shared. Playing around or lazily falling asleep every moment I would keep. Because every second passed was better than the last. It didn’t matter what we did everyone was a special tale of how together we could never fail. I did not like everyone we met especially that vet who made you worry about debt. Please don’t worry I tried to say. It’s just a cough I can shake it off everything will be okay. I didn’t understand when you cried that it isn’t fair. Then I watched you make me a Bailey chair. See I told you there’s nothing our friendship can’t repair. Scared to even give me a treat in a chair is where I eat others must be so jealous of my special seat. Still nothing can compare to every memory that we make even now that you watch every breath that I take. I still watch you too and can recall every emotion made. Whether it’s being lazy or going crazy being scared and even filled with rage. We watched each other grow we witnessed each other age. Our story is not over we’re just turning the page.
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JUST A DOG
From time to time, people tell me, “lighten up, it’s just a dog,”
or “that’s a lot of money for just a dog.”

They don’t understand the distance travelled, the time spent,
or the costs involved for “just a dog.”

Some of my proudest moments have come about with “just a dog.”

Many hours have passed and my only company was “just a dog,”
but I did not once feel slighted.

Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by
“just a dog,” and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch
of “just a dog” gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.

If you, too, think it’s “just a dog,” then you probably understand
phrases like “just a friend,” “just a sunrise,” or “just a promise.”

“Just a dog” brings into my life the very essence of friendship,
trust, and pure unbridled joy.
“Just a dog” brings out the compassion and patience
that make me a better person.
Because of “just a dog” I will rise early, take long walks and look
longingly to the future.

So for me and folks like me, it’s not “just a dog”
but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future,
the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.

“Just a dog” brings out what’s good in me and diverts my thoughts
away from myself and the worries of the day.

I hope that someday they can understand that its’ not “just a dog”
but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being
“just a man” or “just a woman.”

So the next time you hear the phrase “just a dog,”
just smile, because they “just don’t understand.”

~Unknown Author~

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Thank you and it is just so darned hard this time…harder than ever before. I cry easily and couldn’t even figure out what to do the first week. Just stood in the middle of our living room looking for her and crying. Have been trying to stay busy and actually have all our Xmas things out, gifts bought, wrapped and shipped as hubby was gone on a business trip this full week. We have such tremendous support on here and without all of those extra special folks…a lot off line like this…I could not have endured these past 3 weeks (today). Linda, who just lost her dear 16 y.o. Sasha exactly 1 week after we lost Sonnig, has a terrible time too on Fridays. We clock watch. Horrible, but reality. Don’t allow anyone into guilting you into thinking this is not one of the purest grief’s we may suffer and you need time to try to heal. Our hearts will never be completely whole again and we may never love a furbaby like these most precious souls. For this we are grateful because God gave not only us the chance to provide them everything possible to survive, but that they too were able to enjoy and know our love beyond no other. I am sure God graced us with each individual baby as he knew we would do for him what was needed. It’s the only good feeling this heart can have right now. Unbelievably, we are getting at least 1 new baby boy, but not for a few more weeks. I hated our house so badly with being alone that I began the process of at least seeing what, where and timing. We want puppies 1 more time due to our age and knew it would take time trying to find what felt right with it all. Met the dear little babies last Saturday, but was nauseated the whole way home and finding such a struggle in the heart. As the week has worn on, I have now dreamt about him and am finding myself getting somewhat anxious…not excited, but want badly to hold, hug and kiss one so needing a good home. At least my time will be filled with energy again and giving to one in need…that I miss dearly. So, as you go thru these most miserable days, please know there are too many of us that not only know and understand your grief, but that are sharing the it also at the same time. The only solace I find is we WILL be together at some other time and they will live in our hearts forever. Am always here to listen, vent or just talk if needed.

Jill and (Angels Sonnig and Panz) and Mike too

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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 barked 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 milk
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure 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 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 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 “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.

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(Author unknown)

“I’ll lend you for a little time a dog of mine” he said.
“For you to love while he lives and mourn for when he’s dead”.

It maybe six or seven years or maybe more than these, but will you, till I
Call him back, take care of him for me?

He’ll bring his charm to gladden you, and should his stay be brief, you’ll
Have his memories, as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, but there are
Lessons taught down there, I want this dog to learn.

I’ve looked this wide world over, in my search for teachers true, and from
The throngs that crowd life’s lanes, I have selected you.

Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labour vain, nor hate me
When I come to call, and take him back again?

I fancied that I heard them say “Dear Lord, thy will be done”, for all the
Joy thy dog shall bring, for the risk of grief we’ll run.

We’ll shelter him with tenderness, we’ll love him while we may, and for the
Happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay.

But should the angels call for him, we’ll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.