A good dog never dies
she always stays
she walks beside you
on crisp autumn days
when frost is on the fields
and winter's drawing near
her head is within our hand
in her old way.

-- Mary Carolyn Davies

Donations have been made to
Airedale Rescue in memory of . . .

. . . LINDY, greatly missed by Millie Enger

WHY DO YOU ASK?

I can't make
any story
about my life,

tonight. The house
is like an overturned
wastebasket:

the radio
is predicting
more rain.

I ask my dog
to tell me
a story, and she

never hesitates,
"Once upon
a time," she says,

"a woman lived
with a simply
wonderful dog . . ."

She stops talking
"Is that all?"
I ask her.

"Yes," she says,
"Why do you ask?
Isn't it enough?"

-- Kate Barnes

. . . WESTCHESTER TIAMO, February 1989-July 2001, beloved Airedale of Miriam & Tom Kalls, who write:

Tiamo will always live in our hearts.

THE DOGS WHO HAVE SHARED OUR LIVES

The dogs who've shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still make us think
we hear a barking at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometime, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts belongs to them . . .
and always will.

-- Linda Barnes

. . . STAR (Aragorn Britham Star, CGC), June 1, 1991-December 13, 2001, much missed by Linda Chehy, who writes:

One day she came to play, and dig,
Run and chase, walk and visit,
Comfort and cuddle, patrol and guard,
Love and be loved, but then, one day too soon,
She left.

. . . FAGAN, 1987/88-March 4, 2002, much missed by Libby & Gary Karier-Low, who write:

And so it ends
Adopted Libby Karier - June 1989
Adopted Garry Low - June 1993
Crossed The Bridge gently and peacefully, March 4, 2002
He had a long and healthy life; I think it was a happy one. Ours was happier with him in it; we were blessed to share his life.

. . . MR BEAU-BEAU, who crossed the Bridge on March 6, 2002, and is much missed by Shelley DeMerchant. Sally Babcock writes:

He was a Canadian rescue who weighed only 30 pounds when she rescued him at age 1-1/2. He spent seven years with Shelley, and suffered numerous illnesses and problems, including blindness. He was a "problem child" from the get-go, but finally warmed up to Shelley, who gave him a wonderful home and wonderful care throughout his life.

I met Mr. Beau-Beau on several occasions, and he was truly a pathetic little guy. Yet, he loved tennis balls and special treats. Once in a while, he would let people, other than Shelley, pet him. I remember Shirley Sanborn showed him extra kindness and attention, which he obviously appreciated.

. . . ANGUS, who crossed the Bridge on June 11, 2002, and is much missed by Dr. Gale Ford, who writes:

Angus had a very special job during his time here. He was in charge of making sure I was never alone, not very often sad and always entertained. He was content with conditions that were often uncomfortable so long as he made sure he was with me.

A road trip to Denver and back in less than 30 hours (24 hours driving time), no problem, he was in my car and happy; in the pick-up with two adults, four boys, two bags of hockey gear and two bossy female dogs, no problem, he would take the floor; medical emergencies at work created a 16-hour work day, no problem, he was in his chair in my office, but ready to go at the sound of my keys.

I miss him so much for all the regular reasons, but mostly because everywhere I look, he's not there and he took such good care of me. I'm grateful for having the chance to love and be loved by such a special dog. The joy he and I shared I know exceeded this current heartbreak by leaps and bounds, but the scales are a little tilted right now.

Angus will be much missed by myself and so many others whose lives he touched."

A SNIP OF HAIRE

A snip of hair from around my eyes so that you will always see
The beauty that surrounds you, even in times of need.
A snip of hair from around my ears so that you will always hear
Music in the distance to quiet any fears.
A snip of hair from across my back to bring you strength in time of need
And the power of my essence will always be with thee.
A snip of hair from around my heart, that beat in time with thine
So you would know that love would find you at some distant time.
And so, my life slipped out of yours on an unwelcome day
But you know that a part of me is always here to stay.

-- Unknown

. . . GEOFFREY, who crossed the Bridge on June 15, 2002, and is much missed by Karl Broom, who writes:

Beloved Friend.

. . . BRANDY, much missed by Karen, Jessie & Jim Doerr.

. . . GRYPHON (Appyaire's Watershed Gryphon), August 9, 1995-July 5, 2002, much missed by Sandra Leah & Reyn Richardson, who write:

I am in great pain over the death of my beauty boy. He had grown into a gracious, spirited and loyal friend for us both. He will be remembered with love for all he gave to us, our family and our friends.

. . . RUBY, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 7, 2002 and will be missed by Heather Scharbach.

ONLY A DOG

Only a dog -- yet how he brings us cheer
   And sympathizes with our many moods;
We love to have the little fellow near,
   Regardless of the thought that oft intrudes:
"Only a dog."

Only a dog -- yet with such constant powers
Of steadfast faith in us who love him so;
And when those trustful eyes look into ours
We know a loyal comrade's there, although
Only a dog.

Only a dog -- yet can we turn away
And so forget the little canine friend?
No, never! for he hovers day by day
In close companionship until the end --
Only a dog.

Only a dog -- and yet we grieve at heart
When his cold form is laid away to rest;
And why not grieve, for it is hard to part
From dear ones, though they be at best
Only a dog.

-- Fred H. Clifford, 1935

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