A soul with paws :(

Brittany

Alfi so sorry for your loss!!! My thoughts are with you.

alfi

Thanks Brittany!! It is difficult cause it is Christmas and my parents are in the States and my friends with their families and so I'll be alone with my family...of dogs!

MySoulmateEmmy

I am so sorry to hear about Ebony's passing after everything she has been through but take solace in the fact that she came to you to personally say goodbye, that she didn't want to leave without thanking you for the wonderful long life you had provided for her. She knew, loved and appreciated all you did for her.

Hugs!

~MSE

Ravenwoodranch

i understand your pain greatly, below is a pic of Diva, my baby girl who is no longer with me, my heart is with you as you try to make it through this




this is for you

For the Dog that Chose to Sit and Stay

When the levee broke, the water came,
And flooded the entire town,
To save the folks, men came in boats,
So not a soul would drown.

"Not any room," the rescuer said,
"For dogs, or cats, or pets,
Men, women, and children only,
Sorry," he expressed regrets.

"You can't go, girl," her master said,
As, with tears, he turned away,
"I promise I'll come back for you,
But for now, girl ... SIT and STAY!"

So Princess sat on the front porch steps,
While the dark waters swirled below
Her doggy heart nearly broke apart,
When she saw her master go,

She could have jumped into the water,
And dog-paddled after him,
But SIT and STAY were the words she heard,
So she made no effort to leap in.

Always an obedient dog,
She listened to her master's voice,
And his command still fresh at hand,
Gave her no other choice.

She had water; she had food,
Enough to last for several days,
But her doggy appetite left, too,
When her master's boat got under way.

The first night on that dampened porch
Princess felt fearful and alone,
She whimpered nearly all night through,
She missed her master and her home.

The next day came, and then the next,
With no boats approaching her,
She saw a few rush by her porch,
But most of them were just a blur.

One night the house began to shudder,
The porch shook and broke away,
Then, like a raft, it floated off,
While on it, Princess SAT and STAYED.

In the morning, far from home,
The raft was caught in tangled weeds,
Back and forth poor Princess paced,
A pathetic sight, indeed.

She stared up at a cloudless sky,
Her eyes too tired to really see,
But she thought she saw a rainbow,
Up above the flooded trees.

It started near the porch's edge,
It seemed like a bridge high in the sky,
Perhaps if she could reach it,
It would lead to some place dry.

She stretched to reach the rainbow,
She stood tall on her hind legs,
She lost her balance several times,
And almost fell into the dregs.

If it truly were the Rainbow Bridge,
She knew it would lead to Heaven's Gate.
But ... what about her master,
Who had commanded her to wait?

She could not forget his orders,
And always she obeyed his words,
So she'd SIT and STAY and wait for him,
No matter how absurd.

Limp, exhausted and resigned,
She fell asleep on the old porch floor,
Then she awoke, surprised to find
The rainbow closer than before.

Easier now for her to reach,
She wouldn't have to stretch at all,
But then across the murky waters,
She heard a sweet, familiar call,

"Princess! Princess" Where are you, girl?
Her master's voice rang loud and clear,
She stood and weakly wagged her tail,
While whining softly she was here.

A reunion to end reunions!
Wet kisses, wags, and hugs!
Tears of joy and happy howls!
Heart strings pulled and! tugged!

The Rainbow bridge no longer seen,
By the loyal dog that had obeyed
Nor would it reappear for years,
For the dog that chose to SIT and STAY.

Author Unknown

alfi

Thank you so much!!

Oh I am sorry for your loss Ravenwoodranch too! That black coat reminds me of Ebony!! And thank you for the story!!

alfi

I hope she had a good life with me! I just hope I wasn't too bad owner for her.

Ravenwoodranch

if you weren't a good owner you wouldn't be here on this forum, i believe only people who truly care about there animals spend as much time taking pics and bragging about them as every one on here does

MySoulmateEmmy

^^ agreed

alexANDbat

awww ive only had one dog pass away.
i felt the same exact way. i cried like i havent since i was 5 yrs old.
i miss him sooo much.

Mikey

Alfi-I love poetry when I am tearful-I hope you dont mind

This was a poem a young girl wrote especially for my bunny when she went to the bridge-I love it

If I Had Known
(Charrlotte' s Poem)
By Shayna Smith

If I had know this would be the last time I felt your warm tounge
If I had known this would be the last time you slept in my pocket (coat for rabbit)
If I had known this would be the last time I heard you chur (what sound do bunnies make when they're happy?)
If I had know this was the last time I played with you
If I known this would be the last time I felt your heart beat
I would had made it last a little longer
If I had known

If I had known you would never cuddle with me again
If I had known you would leave this life so soon
If I had known I would never see your ears perk up again
If I had known you would never know that other people could be kind
If I had known you would never be full grown
If I had known this would be your last breath
If I had known you were about to leave this life
I would have made your life a little better
If I had known

Now I know that you are at the rainbow bridge
Now I know you are playing with others
Now I know that I will see you again
Now I know you will always be a part of me
Now I know that you and I loved each other dearly
Now I know that you will be healthy and whole
Now I know I did the best I could to make your life luxury and love you
Now you are in god's hands in a throne waiting for me to join you again
Now I know
My heart can rest




And this is another I particularly love


Death is nothing at all

I have only slipped away into the next room

I am I and you are you

Whatever we were to each other

That we are still

Call me by my old familiar name

Speak to me in the easy way you always used

Put no difference into your tone

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow

Laugh as we always laughed

At the little jokes we shared

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me

Let my name be ever the household word that it always was

Let it be spoken without effort

Without the shadow of a ghost in it

Life means all that it ever meant

It is the same as it ever was

What is death but a negligible accident?

Why should I be out of mind

Because I am out of sight?

All is well.

Nothing is past; nothing is lost

One brief moment and all will be as it was before