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Sheltie Angels Page Fourteen
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Lady Azalea
Ruffles
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![]() My Dear Ruffles, We will all miss you, especially me. Over the past 15 years you were my friend and companion. You were always happy to see me, even during those times that I could not spend much time with you. You were so kind to become a friend to my daughter and even put up with her during the toddler years. You were so brave the last year of your life. I know you were in pain, but you kept going for us. You are now a true Sheltie Angel running pain-free as you once did. I remember you enjoyed chasing tennis balls, playing tug-o-war with socks and chasing streams of water from the garden hose. I will never forget how you selected me as your friend. I will never forget looking at all the puppies and you were the only one at 8 weeks old to come up to me and try to jump up in my lap. I knew then you were special. Although it's only been a short time since you left us, we miss seeing you in the morning and at night when we come home. Good-bye, my dear friend, until we meet again someday. Love, |
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Gizmo July 7, 1999 - May 25, 2002 To My Sweet, Kentucky Bluegrass Boy, I can't believe you are really gone. There is such a big empty space in my heart. I love and miss you so very much, Giz. We made some very happy memories, you and I. I will always have them to look back on and hold onto. Please thank God for me when you see Him for sending you into my life. My life is richer for knowing and loving you. Your Mom, Ashleigh, and I will meet you at the Bridge someday. Until then, Sir Gizalot, we send our love. Gerri & Ashleigh |
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"Alex" January 15, 1994 - December 13, 2001
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Alex was the first dog I had ever raised from a puppy. He was the best of friends. He loved to go camping and riding in the boat. Nothing made him happier than to take a ride in the car. He always enjoyed an occasional cheeseburger from the arches. Wherever we lived, he became the neighborhood dog. He was happy when he made us happy. He was an unbelievably obedient and loving dog. We have no children, so Alex was our child. We were very fortunate to have had such a good dog. Alex became ill the second week of December. Our vet at first thought he had a stomach problem. He was suffering from liver disease. We rushed him to a specialist in Indianapolis. The problem was much worse than we had anticipated. In addition to liver failure, Alex had a heart murmur, his kidneys were failing, and his lungs were filling with fluid. He was going into a coma in front of us. We knew he would not last much longer. We chose to make his passing easy, and had the vet put him to sleep. It was a very difficult decision, but one we had to make. Alex, we will remember you forever. Certainly, we will meet you at the Rainbow Bridge. Your time with us was too short. You made a positive impact on our lives that will never be changed. We will always love you. Dave & Jenny Doerflein |
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Our Lil Sweetie aka "Squeezers" June 10, 1998 - June 27, 2002
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Born in Georgia the 10th of June in '98.
Along with sister and brother, you had a long trip,
Traveled to Ohio to your new home.
Runt of the litter, such a blessing you lived.
Your grandmother a "Sweetie" Your mother a "Lady."
You gave so much joy to our life when you became part of the family.
Wasn't a soul who met you, who didn't think you were a beauty
The kids all liked to play with you; you were a cute little puppy to them.
A tiny little dog, as cute as a button.
Looked like a fox but acted like a cat.
On the back of Dad's chair near the window is where you sat.
Each day at three o'clock, looking out the window is where you
could be found
You always knew it was time for Dad to come home.
You would prance and jump, your tail would wag so
When down the lane the Jeep would roll.
A ride to the mail box,
A ride on the 4-wheeler with Dad,
A day with just all the guys and you,
is what you liked to do.
Many vacations and car rides;
didn't matter where;
cuz you just loved going bye-bye.
The sound of the car keys was all it took
To get you to come running from wherever you were at.
From visiting with the aunts and uncles
And playing with the kids.
You won everyone's love in everything you did.
Didn't matter what we did,
You just liked spending time with Mom and Dad.
Going outside to watch me hang the laundry on the line,
that was our time together, just yours and mine.
A run in the woods, a bird in the field,
from unknown visitors to chasing off the cats,
Small but mighty you never backed down.
You were our little protector and you stood your ground.
There is sadness in our hearts,
Your hugs and kisses are already missed.
Your life was short-lived and you will be in our hearts forever.
It happened instantly and you didn't feel the pain.
Dad assured me you didn't suffer, not even a whimper.
Flowers were planted at the gravesite,
The butterflies all gathered to give me a sign.
I know you are at Peace and I'm truly happy for that.
For it is with the Angels in Heaven, that's where you are at.
Many Happy Memories you have given to us
You are missed so very much.
But you have a new home now
You are with your Creator and your Mother.
A larger field for which you can run, no more cars to spoil your fun.
Marie Drown-Johnson 7/1/02
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In memory of our beloved Shelties: We lost our babies on December 30, 1998. There were 15 Shelties and one Collie, Pomeranian and one German Shepherd. We were gone from home and we had a house fire and all my babies perished that day. It has been a great loss. I know that they are in good hands and that some day we will see them again. We will never forget them for they will be in our hearts always. They all brought so much love into our home and would always make us fell good when we were down. I know that my babies all have their wings and have made lots of friends. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of all of you. Miss you all so very much, Lots of Love Mom and Dad |
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"Pumpkin"
This is our Pumpkin. She was 17 years old when she passed over to the Rainbows Bridge on
February 15, 2002. Pumpkin came to use from a very bad home where she was
abused. It took my husband 3 day to gain her trust, after which she was a daddy's girl. Pumpkin loved to play ball and she loved red teddy bears. She would
go with us every place we would go, and did not care if she had to sit in the car. Pumpkin loved to go fishing but had to wear a lift vest for she
could not swim. Pumpkin always slept in bed with us. Pumpkin brought lots of love into our home and will be
missed very much, she will always be in our hearts till we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge. |
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BIS Hungarian CH Lobo Dell
Firecraker, CD, "Crakers" January 21, 1986 - August 20, 2001 |
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Crakers was a real sexpot. Girls who turned down every other male ever presented to them would flirt and play with my boy. Other males hated him, of course. Think it was a macho thing. He was my puppy trainer, too. For some reason, the puppies adored him and, although he wouldn't play with them, they followed him around and tried so hard to be just like him. It was such fun to watch. He had a wicked sense of humor and thought poking me in the armpit or trying to jump up and rip a pocket off my blouse was great fun. I was so afraid I wouldn't know when his time was near. I was told I would but I had never had to go through this before. When he collapsed and didn't get up, I understood what everyone was talking about. The light went out of his eyes before the life left his body, and I knew he wanted to go to the Bridge. It's been over a year now and I still can't believe he's gone. The girls have taken over some of his duties, although neither one will guard the front door like he did. Kandee now sleeps in his place behind daddy's recliner. Gilli walks the fence line to make sure nothing has changed and no one has tried to get in. It was months before I could wipe his nosegays off the storm door. I still wish I hadn't. I still miss you so much, my sweet baby boy, but I know you and Misti and all the other Shelties from our house are having a ball playing at the Bridge. No more cancer, no more pain, just breathing easy, running free and flying with the angels. I can so easily visualize your brilliant orange coat flowing in the wind - a vivid contrast to the white clouds. I love you fuzz. Pat Knepley |
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