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Hope you enjoy these as much as I do.....you might need kleenex.
Where to Bury A
Dog
If you bury him in this
spot, he will come to you when you call. Come to you over the grim, dim
frontiers of death, and down the well remembered path to your side again. And
though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him, nor
resent his coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no
lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper, people who
may never really have had a dog. Smile at them for you shall know something that
is hidden from them and which is well worth the knowing. The one best place then
to bury a dog, is in the HEART of his master. ~author unknown~
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. |
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| 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 to them, who had to be 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 quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him 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 the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... Author unknown... |
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If I Didn't Have a Dog ( or cat )
I could walk
around the yard barefoot in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell
rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me
there and it wouldn’t sound like a kennel.
I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into
consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.
I would have money ....and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet
unborn grand kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come,
no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not
be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.
My house would not look like a day care center with toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer
have to spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E,
G-O, R-I-D-E
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.
I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading
"mud" season.
I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals?" from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.
How EMPTY my life would be!
Author Unknown
A Man And His Dog
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had
been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a
tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When
he was standing
before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like
mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He
and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he
got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered.
'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.
‘Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought
right up’. The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the
traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets.'
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and
continued the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a
dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been
closed. There was no fence. As
he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading
a book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand
pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave
some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was
standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the
traveler asked.
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that
was Heaven, too.'
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?
Nope. That's hell.'
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best
friends behind.'