Showing posts with label Rainbow Bridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rainbow Bridge. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 December 2009

Good-bye to an Old Friend



Roxy – 1995 to Dec 13, 2009
Black Diamond Rox, FDCH-S

On December 13, 2009, Bonnie and I said good-bye to Roxy, free to run and play with out worry or pain.
We thought she had been doing well this winter in an old dog kind of way, but the cold weather really dragged her down and we discovered a massive tumor under her left arm, surrounded by many smaller ones.

Roxy was the leader of our pack and taught the Chesapeakes many dog to dog manners. She also taught Bonnie and I many things and introduced us to the dog community.

We picked her up from the local shelter in September of 1995. The shelter guesstimated her to be a 6 month old Shepherd Lab X. She had been found running scared in the inner city after a huge storm. We named her Roxy, and later when we registered her with AMBOR (Ameican Mixed Breed Obedience Registry). We chose the name Black Diamond Rox as she had a black diamond on her tongue.

Roxy loved all people she met, but barely tolerated most dogs. Amazingly, she always managed to get along with the dogs we introduced to the household. Puppies were fine and she tolerated the one dog we fostered.

The greatest joy for Roxy was to accompany Bonnie on her trips to the farm and to visit her parents. She loved being the house dog and took her job of keeping order and peace in the household very seriously.

Good-bye old friend....run free.

Thursday, 20 December 2007

Dexter - January 15/93 to December 20/07

Shadlar's Mercedes CKC CDX, ASCA CDX(HIT), CGC, FM, S-NJC, TN-N, NAC, NAC-V, ADC-V, NGC, VMJDC.


The Journey
When you bring a puppy into your life, you begin a journey. A journey that will bring you more love and devotion than you have ever known, yet will also test your strength and courage. If you allow, the journey will teach you many things, about life, about yourself, and most of all, about love. You will come away changed forever, for one soul cannot touch another without leaving its mark.
Along the way, you will learn much about savoring life's simple pleasures -- jumping in leaves, snoozing in the sun, the joys of puddles, and even the satisfaction of a good scratch behind the ears.
If you spend much time outside, you will be taught how to truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be overlooked, and even the very air will be inhaled, pondered, and noted as being full of valuable information.
Your pace may be slower, except when heading home to the food dish, but you will become a better naturalist, having been taught by an expert in the field. Too many times we hike on automatic pilot, our goal being to complete the trail rather than enjoy the journey. We miss the details; the colorful mushrooms on the rotting log, the honeycomb in the old maple snag, the hawk feather caught on a twig.
Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole new world. We stop, we browse the landscape, we kick over leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all around. and we learn what any dog knows that nature has created a marvelously complex world that is full of surprises, that each cycle of the seasons bring ever changing wonders, each day an essence all its own, each day a gift from God.
Even from indoors you will find yourself more attuned to the world around you.
You will find yourself watching: summer insects collecting on a screen; how bizarre they are; how many kinds there are or noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the dark. You will stop to observe the swirling dance of windblown leaves, or sniff the air after a rain. It does not matter that there is no objective in this, the point is in the doing, in not letting life's most important details slip by.
You will find yourself doing silly things that your pet-less friends might not understand: spending thirty minutes in the grocery aisle looking for the cat food brand your puppy must have, buying dog birthday treats, or driving around the block an extra time because your pet enjoys the ride. You will roll in the snow, wrestle with chew toys, bounce little rubber balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the house trailing your bathrobe tie with a puppy in hot pursuit, all in the name of love.
Your house will become muddier and hairier. You will wear less dark clothing and buy more lint rollers. You may find dog biscuits in your pocket or purse, and feel the need to explain that an old plastic shopping bag adorns your living room rug because your puppy loves the crinkly sound.
You will learn the true measure of love. The steadfast, undying kind that says, "It doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life treats us as long as we are together."
Respect this always. It is the most precious gift any living soul can give another. You will not find it often among the human race and you will learn humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me feel ashamed. Such joy and love at my presence. She saw not some flawed human who could be cross and stubborn, moody or rude, but only her wonderful companion. Or maybe she saw those things and dismissed them as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and so chose to love me anyway.
If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey is done, you will be not just a better person, but the person your pet always knew you to be. The one they were proud to call beloved friend.
I must caution you that this journey is not without pain. Like all paths of true love, the pain is part of loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one day your dear animal companion will follow a trail you cannot yet go down. And you will have to find the strength and love to let them go.
A pet's time on earth is far too short, especially for those that love them. We borrow them, really, just for a while, and during these brief years they are generous enough to give us all their love, every inch of their spirit and heart, until one day there is nothing left.
The dog that only yesterday was a puppy is all too soon old and frail and sleeping in the sun. The young pup of boundless energy now wakes up stiff and lame, the muzzle gone to gray.
Deep down we somehow always knew that this journey would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts they would be broken. But give them we must for it is all they ask in return. When the time comes, and the road curves ahead to a place we cannot see, we give one final gift and let them run on ahead, young and whole once more. "God speed, good friend," we say, until our journey comes full circle and our paths cross again. Bless their souls for sharing their lives with us by adding so much to our very existence.
Author Unknown...
"What a wonderful journey Dexter shared with his best friend Deb.
My hope is that all who were fortunate enough to meet or see Deb and Dex or see them play, share the same bond and friendhip with their canine companion."
If you care to leave a comment, I am sure Deb will read them PK

Tuesday, 24 July 2007

A Pup on Loan



Del Brave Katepwa - "Kitt"
April 11/06 - July 14/07

A Pup on Loan
We never really owned her.
She came to share her journey with us.
Her stay was short.
She taught us much and asked little.
Her presence touched us.
Her absence left lessons learned and happy memories.
We were privileged to have tagged along on her journey.

Patti Kipper – July 24, 2007.

Thursday, 29 March 2007

Jane October 1996- March 29, 2007

JANE
Ch. Kaweah’s Head Over Heels CD, FG40K, AGN, NJC,NGC, NAD,ADC
Today Jane is playing flyball and all the other things she loved at the Rainbow Bridge.
Jane was the first Blue Merle Australian Shepherd I ever saw, and if her icy blue eyes didn't stop you in your tracks and make you take a second look, her zest for doing eveything with speed and enthusiasm did.
When she gets to the rainbow bridge, she will run down the center of the bridge and her flyball buddies waiting will know it is her, step aside and there will be some grand flyball racing.
Please feel free to leave a comment about Jane, hopefully Sherry and Alex can read them in the future.