[EnnisExile]

Thank you, thank you, for this wonderful Tribute to my beloved Brunna - so totally unexpected but for him, so truly deserved.

I love all the poems you so painstakingly researched. Would you believe, the ONLY ball my Brunna liked to play with was a yellow tennis ball, so that reference was very special.

I know many of you will offer your sympathies/happy(?)birthdays on this thread and I will say just one universal "thank you" now for those welcome expressions. My grief just does not permit me to answer every one.

Maybe damnlimey could post Brunna's picture on here again, just so that I can save the whole thread as a wonderful memorial to a wonderful pet.

[technochick99]

At The End of the Rainbow Bridge

When I woke this morning I felt very odd
I don't know why but I felt close to God
The sun was shining, the birds were singing
The music was soft, the bells were ringing
And puppies were romping at play
What a pleasant start to a wonderful day

I remember lying down to take a nap
I remember I had my head in her lap
I remember the sad look in her eye
I remember I had never seen her cry
I remember I wanted to ask her why
I remember hearing her say "Good Bye"

I wanted to say don't cry for me
I wanted to say just remember me
I wanted to say I remember the toys
I wanted to say I remember the joys
I wanted to say I remember your touch
I wanted to say I loved you so much

I wanted to say what an angel you've been
For showing me the way to him
When I woke up I knew there would be no pain
When I woke up I knew I could play in the rain
You've taken care of me all my life
You've guarded me from trouble and strife

You've been with me through good and bad
You've always stopped me from being sad
You've given me treats and given me care
You told me what to expect when I got there
So please don't cry wipe the tears from your eye
I'll look down upon you with a woof and a sigh

I'll gather my courage and march up to God
I'll ask him when you get there to give you a nod
For you were my master you were my friend
And I'll be waiting for you at the rainbows end.

~ Dr. Kal Kalnasy ~

[technochick99]

DON'T GRIEVE TOO LONG

Don't grieve too long for now I'm free
I've followed the path God set for me
I ran to Him when I heard His call
I swished my tail and left it all.

I could not stay another day
To meow, to love, to romp or play
Games left unplayed must stay that way
I found such peace; it made my day.

My parting has left you with a void
Please feel it with remembered joy
A friendship shared, your laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too shall miss

Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow
My life's been full, you've given so much
Your time, your love and gentle touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief
Lift up your head and share with me
God wanted me; He set me free!!

~Author Unknown~

[technochick99]

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[technochick99]

"A Loan From God"

God promised at the birth of time,
A special friend to give,
His time on earth is short, he said,
So love him while he lives.

It may be six or seven years,
Or twelve or then sixteen,
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for me?

A wagging tail and cold wet nose,
And silken velvet ears,
A heart as big as all outdoors,
To love you through the years.

His puppy ways will gladden you,
And antics bring a smile,
As guardian or friend he will,
Be loyal all the while.

He'll bring his charms to grace your life,
And though his stay be brief,
When he's gone the memories,
Are solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But lessons only a dog can teach,
I want you each to learn.

Whatever love you give to him,
Returns in triple measure,
Follow his lead and gain a life,
Brim full of simple pleasure.

Enjoy each day as it comes,
Allow your heart to guide,
Be loyal and steadfast in love,
As the dog there by your side.

Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call,
To take him back again?

I fancy each of us would say,
"Dear Lord, thy will be done,
For all the joy this dog shall bring,
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 shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand."

[SAMWolf]

Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one
Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity.
And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices.
This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery
If inscribed over Human Ashes,
Is but a just tribute to the
Memory of "Brunna," a Dog

This was always my favorite.

[JRandomFreeper]

"THE POWER OF THE DOG"

Rudyard Kipling

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THERE is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie—
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet's unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find—it's your own affair—
But . . . you've given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We've sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve.
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long—
So why in—Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear ?

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/john

[Flyer]

These poems and stories always bring tears to my eyes so lets cry together as we remember the dogs we loved so much.My Golden that I put to sleep recently had her tennis ball with her, too.

Happy birthday!

[sam I am]

You are in my prayers. Two years ago we lost both of our little Yorkies. It hurts go much that you may think you will not make it but with God and His great love you will make it.

We just got our new puppy three weeks ago. She is 12 weeks old, and just a ball of love. " Gabby" is a Yorkie and she has healed our broken hearts. I know that when you are ready another special fur baby will come into you heart and life. You will once again know the love that only a fur baby can give. God bless.