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"Misty"

February 9, 1996 - June 24, 2008

 

   
Misty was my wife's dog, really. Of course the whole family loved her, too. Especially me. After all, I was the one who fed her every morning, I was the one who took her on her walks, and I was the one who gave her the tummy scratches she loved so much. I never even had to tell her that I loved her. She just knew. I could see it in her eyes. Dogs are great that way. They communicate with you through their eyes. We talked to each other all the time just by looking at each other. She was simply the best dog anyone could ever have.
 

She brought our whole family so much joy. It was so hard to let her go. We try to take comfort in knowing that she’s no longer in pain and doesn’t have to take all those awful pills anymore. I see her so vividly in my mind every time I mow the lawn and see the empty spot where she used to lay and watch me mow. I never thought I would miss her as much as I do. I sure do miss that little dog. She saw every other dog as a potential friend. Never knew anything different. She loved the water and especially tubing down the river with her family.

 

I’m sure she’s running and playing and having a wonderful time with all the other dogs at the Rainbow Bridge. I hope there really is such a place. I can’t tell you how wonderful it would be to see her again, someday, full of energy and vitality. I’ll be patiently looking forward to that wonderful day. Until then she will always be with me in my memories.

 

---Dad

 

 

Winsong's Buddy of Mine
"Buddy"
 

Winsong's Amazing Grace
"Gracie"
 

Litigator Christopher Robin
 

For Anne

 


Sekene's One And Only
"Shadow"

May 19, 1989 - January 12, 1999

   


A Whisper from Shadow

Death rapidly knocked on Shadow's doggie door
And whispered to him that he would live here no more
His soul has left his dear, elderly body behind
To a place built with warmth of the finest of kind
Shadow shall be sent to a pure, handsome, white cloud 
Where he is to surely be solemn and proud 
Shadow will always be my friend forever more 
For my love will allow his charming spirit to soar 
He was the greatest gift that my life could give 
His adoration for me, made me want to live 
The golden gates are now open to him 
Someday, I hope they'll allow me to come in 
To see my Shadow behind me once more 
Would be a present from Heaven's door 
Non-existence will never be so for my friend
For my deep memories of him will never end
I know he has earned his wings and that he flies 
Where he sweeps on through the bluest of skies 
I hear him as I sleep cuddled in the night 
The sound of his wings, flapping in flight  
As my eyes are closed, my hand lay off the bed
To still feel the hairs from the top of his head
And with a glow and a small whisper of goodbye
He buries inside my heart where he shall never die

 Courtney Stevens

Loved and forever missed by
Courtney, Kevin, Charles and Janet Stevens
 

 

 

Princess Moonbeam
"Poony"

 

   
I recently lost my best friend of 18 yrs.  She was my constant companion.  We went everywhere together.  She has had her feet in both oceans and the gulf (abhorred swimming...hehe she thought is was to messy).  I can't even begin to express how much she ment to me and how very much I miss her.  We traveled the U.S. and saw many a sight.  She was a lover of lights, from reflections off her dog tags, rainbows from prisms, to flashlights and the ULTIMATE...LASER TOYS.  Boundless energy but the best of couch potato's as well.  Her name you ask well officialy it was Princess Moonbeam..but she went by Poony or Peener most the time...my niece couldn't pronounce Moonbeam it came out PoonPeam and well it stuck:)  She was such a wonderful friend and companion so I thought I would share her with you all...and until I meet her again in another life, I just want to tell her Hi, I love n miss her, and that she is still my first thought in the morning and my last before falling asleep.

Carrie

 

 

"Kate"

 

   

My Kate

Our time with Kate was much too short, but we loved her so.  We adopted her at age 7.  She was a rescued Sheltie who endured 7 years of reproducing litter after litter.  Her beautiful face and "story telling" eyes could melt any heart.  Her loving and caring personality could ease any pain.  She will never know how much joy she brought to our family.  The past 6 months were hard on her as her seizures had taken their toll on her body, but I did not mind caring for her and carrying her everywhere.  I loved her so.  But I knew that on this December Saturday that I had to let her go.  My heart ached along with my husband's and children's.  It is so hard to say good-bye.  Kate I'm sure, was a wonderful mother to many pups and a great caregiver to other 4 legged friends, but most of all she was an angel to me and my family. And I know in my heart she is an angel among angels.  We love you Kate.

 

Mary, Michael, Megan, and Mick Kozenczak

 

 

"Tad"

   

Tonight there is another Sheltie Angel in Heaven

Today we lost Tad, our sweet Sheltie boy, to heart failure. We don't know how old he was, he was a rescue and no one was sure of his age, but we had him only 5 years, not nearly long enough. He was such a good little dog, quiet and gentle. Never a demanding dog, he just wanted to be wherever we were. I miss him so much, it happened so suddenly that it's hard to believe he is really gone. He had many health problems which he bore without a complaint, in the end his gentle little heart just gave out. But there is no more pain, no more stiffness, he can run and play again. He joins our other lovely Shelties Cyrille and Molly at Rainbow Bridge, where I know he will be waiting for us.

Rest well, my lovely little boy, until I can see you gain. We love you dearly!

The Allwoods, Mom Donna and Dad Kevin
 

 

 

"Danny Boy"

 

"Danny Boy" seated on the floor, with "Rosie" who is lounging in the chair

   
My beloved Danny Boy died on March 12, 2009. His passing was at home and peaceful, and for that I'm so grateful. I'm also grateful for the 12 years Danny enriched my life.

I fell in love with him the moment I saw him at a shelter. He was 3 months old.

He was the funniest dog I ever knew. He watched the Discovery Channel, loved yellow duckies, and spun in circles at the toaster ticking away, or if he heard the words raccoon, squirrel or bug. Danny also really loved watching horses, and I often took  him for trips around town to see them.

Following is a poem I wrote several years ago to honor Danny, and to honor all Shelties - a very special breed.

DANNY BOY
By Joanne Lee

I have a little Sheltie,
and his name is Danny Boy.
How his Scottish eyes do smile...
Just to think of him brings joy!

When he was just a puppy
at the sheltie in a cage,
he appeared misplaced and woeful,
and so skinny for his age.

I simply had to have him,
felt it deep within my soul,
so I waited there for hours
exercising self-control.

At last they brought him to me,
since that day life's been a blast...
Oh, that Danny keeps me laughing -
he's a dog enthusiast!!

Such joie de vivre for living,
such a passion for each thing,
There is much to learn from Shelties -
they are quite astonishing!!

Their days are filled with wonders,
every moment's to explore.
And they want to share it with you,
it's a gift you can't ignore.

He watches TV with me,
and when animals are seen,
he picks up his yellow ducky
and runs to the TV screen!

He loves the shows with horses,
but just why I do not know.
He wags his tail and licks them
'till away they trot and go.

Dan also runs in circles,
and he barks at certain words,
like "raccoon," "buts" and "lizard,"
and especially at "birds!"

He freaks out from the toaster
as the timer ticks away,
and spins around in circles
when the ice cubes hit the tray.

And when it's time for shopping
little Danny wants to come.
He loves to bark at dogs on walks,
so I always find him some.

My Danny's such a crack-up!
He's a dog extraordinaire!
Who knew what joy awaited
at the shelter shivering there?

If we could be like Shelties,
live each moment as they do,
then our lives would be far richer...
and our dreams would all come true!!

Joanne Lee
United Animal Friends
Prescott, AZ

 

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