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~ Ailea's Angels ~
The Rainbow Bridge 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, someone who was 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 begins to quiver. Suddenly he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass, 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 those trusting eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...
~Author Unknown~
~ Cash: A Collie of the Noblest Sort ~
October 19, 1989 - March 26, 1998 Good-Bye, My Friend
More than anything in the world, my friend, I would have
had you live forever
As you faded before my
very eyes I knew my wishes for you
So we said our goodbyes and you
left in dignity Please read Cash's Story
How I wish it could have been different, Please read Tara's Story
Willows Shadow Dresed In Blu October 31, 1991 - August 15, 2006 * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
A Sheltie Good Morning
When I awake each morning she is there
Her paws rest upon my chest in quiet
patience
The moment I stir she bounds from the bed
and dances
The door I open for her happy body
She speaks to me once * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * There are not words sufficient to describe exactly what Rookie meant to us over the years she graced our lives. Barely four years old when she came to Ailea to stay, everything that eventually became Ailea came directly from Rookie.
For the most part anyone visiting would have mistaken Rookie for a much younger Sheltie. Right up until her last couple of days Rookie was active, and actively participated in the race to the back door, or investigation of unfamiliar disturbances with the other Shelties. Though completely deaf by the time she was thirteen, she sure responded to the other Shelties' activities as they raced through the house on sundry errands. It never occurred to me Rookie might suffer some sort of life-altering event which would be the cause of or reason for her trip to Rainbow Bridge. I foolishly thought I would come home one day and find her lying comfortably in 'her' chair, having passed peacefully in her sleep. How shocked I was, to come home from work one afternoon and find her shuffling across the floor. She could not maneuver the steps so I lifted her to the ground, and had to steady her balance. She began to wander aimlessly with a faltering gate - no more happy bounding off the steps! - and was bumping into things. The difficult walking and aimless wandering was an obvious sign she had suddenly gone completely blind.
So even as my heart refused to accept what my mind knew was happening right before my very eyes, I kissed her face and then clipped a bit of the soft hair from near her ear to tuck into a bag for safekeeping. Then I drove her out of our driveway for the last time, and she rested quietly in my arms as she gently lay her head to rest one last time, with one final gentle sigh. No longer confused, no longer blind, no longer deaf, Rookie is in her Heaven with worlds of puppies to nanny, and we are left to wonder, how will we get through these next days, weeks, years, without her?
Rest well, dear Rook. I will always miss you.
Another soul, another life, another star left burning bright... Another soul, another life, another gone in the dark of night...
From the young puppy of three weeks, to that of ten weeks, then seventeen weeks, then 20 weeks, it was always clear who you were - the same puppy with almost no tan on her face that you were from the beginning.
From my hands to Karen's and back again
you were one of the most precious few. I do know you gave Karen, DiGio, a
wonderful bitch against which to stand, and that, added to
Then to Florida you went, where you scratched out your niche, fitting in. One thing led to another, though, and the choice to sell you as a pet was made. And though it took you some time to find Charlotte, when she finally took you home with her I am sure your angels were singing sweetly and continued to sing all the way to California where your new life began in earnest.
I know you could never have guessed just
how much you were loved by the many souls who knew you. You had more important
things to think about than those things, what with staying busy singing and
dancing and polishing your
Sweet comfort to you, Tokey girl, you will certainly be most sorely missed by all who ever knew you.
Hugs to you and everyone saddened by your
passing...
Mama Amy, Ailea's Place
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