Pet Loss and Rainbow Bridge

OLD DOG IN A LOCKET

meggieca — Thu, 27 Jan 2011 03:39:17 +0000

OLD DOG IN A LOCKET
Old dog in a locket
That lays next to my heart
…I will always love you
As I did right from the start.

You were right beside me
Through the darkest of my days
It was your kind and gentle nature
That made me want to stay.

Now I hold you in my arms
Your breath still warm against my hand
Our hearts still beat together
And I wonder if you understand.

Through the hours that I held you
Before the light did leave your soul
I knew a way to keep you
Forever in my hold.

I snipped the hair from around your eyes
So I would always see
The beauty that surrounds me
Even in times of need.

I snipped the hair from around your ears
So I would always hear
Music in the distance
To quiet any fears.

I snipped the hair from across your back
To bring me strength in time of need
And that the power of your essence
Would always be with me.

I snipped the hair from around your heart
That beat in time with mine
So love would know to find me
At some other distant time.

And so, your life slipped out of mine
On a quiet spring like day
But I knew that a part of you
Was always here to stay.

Old dog in a locket
That lays next to my heart
I will always love you
Even though we had to part.
- -Author Unknown

Just a Dog

meggieca — Sat, 10 Jul 2010 02:02:15 +0000

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 spent with “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 will probably understand phases 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 the 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 it’s not “just a dog” But the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being “just a person.”
Author Unknown

The Greatest of God’s Gifts: The Dog (gomestic.com)
Igbo Folklore: Why the tip of the dog’s nose is black in colour (brighthub.com)

Clumber Tribute

meggieca — Sat, 26 Jun 2010 00:31:31 +0000

“I will lend to you for awhile, a Clumber pup God said,
For you to love him while he lives
And mourn him when he`s dead
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years
Or maybe two or three.
But Will you ? till I call him back…
Take care of him for me.

He`ll bring his charms to gladden you,
and (should his stay be brief)
You`ll always have his memories
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay
Since all from earth, return.
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.

I`ve looked the whole world over
In search of teachers true,
And from the folk that crowd Life`s land
I, God have chosen You.

Now will you give him all your Love
Nor think the labor vain
Nor hate Me when I come to take
My Clumber back again.

I fancied that I heard them say..
“Dear Lord, Thy will be done”
For all the joys this Clumber brings,
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 you call him back again
Much sooner than we`ve planned
We`ll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand

If by our love, we`ve managed
Your wishes to achieve
In memory of him who we loved,
to help us while we grieve,

When our faithful bundle does depart
This world of pain and strife
We`ll have yet another Clumber
And we`ll Love him all his life”

meggieca — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 16:04:47 +0000

: Image by harold.lloyd (won’t somebody think of the bokeh?) via Flickr

“It came to me that every time I lose a critter, they take a piece of
my heart with them.
And, every new critter who comes into my life gifts me with a piece
of their heart.
If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be
critter and I will become as generous and loving as they are.”

Unknown

Lovely Quote

meggieca — Sat, 13 Jun 2009 03:13:36 +0000

“She is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are her life, her love, her leader. She will be yours, faithful and true to the last beat of her heart. You owe it to her to be worthy of such devotion.” ~Unknown

Le Cimetiere Des Chiens – A Paris Pet Cemetery

meggieca — Thu, 29 May 2008 00:24:20 +0000

This is a video by Barbara Gordon of a pet cemetery in Paris, France. It opened in 1899 and since then, over 40,000 pets have been buried there.

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meggieca — Thu, 27 Mar 2008 22:22:48 +0000

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I’m Still Here!

meggieca — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 00:50:48 +0000

I was near you, by your bed last night; I came to have a peek. I could see
that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
I chattered 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 tea. You were
thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.
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 flew with you back towards the house. As you fumbled for your key, I
gently touched you with a feather, 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 perching there.
It’s possible for me to be so near you everyday To say to you with
certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, and 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 fly
across to greet you and we’ll enter side by side.
I have 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

Prayer for the Grieving

meggieca — Wed, 12 Mar 2008 19:43:22 +0000

NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER FOR THE GRIEVING

I give you this one thought to keep -

I am with you still – I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone -

I am with you still -

in each new dawn

~~ Author Unknown ~~

She Is Still Here

meggieca — Wed, 05 Sep 2007 01:30:41 +0000

SHE IS STILL HERE

Friend, please don’t mourn for me
I’m still here, though you don’t see.
I’m right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.

My body is gone but I’m always near.
I’m everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.

I’ll never wander out of your sight-
I’m the brightest star on a summer night.
I’ll never be beyond your reach-
I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach.

I’m the colourful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.

I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
and you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine.

When you start thinking there’s no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
and you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.

I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face.
Just look for me, friend, I’m everyplace!

Author Unknown