Nov. 22 /09
RIP, sweet Angel Snickers
July 22 /02 - Nov. 22 /09
We are devestated to hear that our darling friend Snickers has left us. We were so hoping she would recover but it wasn't meant to be. There is another bright and beautiful star in our skies now.
Run with the wind, sweet little girl, and watch over our precious Beauty.
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We saw this poem on Eric's blog and want to repost it; it's just too beautiful to not share.
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We saw this poem on Eric's blog and want to repost it; it's just too beautiful to not share.
The Power of the Dog
by
Rudyard Kipling
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 to 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-term 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?
by
Rudyard Kipling
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 to 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-term 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?
11 comments:
Hug you Chef, we all lost a dear sweet friend today!
Gussie is right, the bridge is even more beautiful because Miss Snickers is there.
Love you.
Chef
I think all our hearts are one..we wewe all hoping fow a miwacle, but sadly it wasn't meant to be.
She'll stay in ouw heawts till we all meet again someday ovew the bwidge
Love and smoochie kisses,ASTA
I am going to miss her a lot.
We tried but it was not possible.
Our thougths and prayers are with her and her family.
Take care
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
Such sad news. We are sorry that you lost your dear friend. My mom and I have been praying for her. Rest in peace Snickers. We will continue to pray for her family.
Maggie Mae
We were shocked to read the title of your post and rushed right over to Snicker's to leave a note. We are so sorry she is gone.
I was praying for a miracle too Chef for our sweet Miss Snickers. What a very sad time. Love Eric x
we were all barking for Snickers to get better. we think that the dog star needed another angel.
sad woofs.
Mom had a furry special angel watching The Xterra!
As we pawed earlier, there is an Unkhle Tupelo song that inkhludes the words 'not furever, just fur now'
So it shall be fur Miss Snikhkers -
Tank woo fur a special post fur her and fur her furamily -
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
We were praying for that same miracle, Chef, but it wasn't meant to be. We lost one wonderful friend.
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
That was a lovely poem. We appreciated you posting it. May Snickers run free with all of those we love who have gone before.
Very sad news for Snickers who went through a lot. Now she's free of pain and hopefully running around and happy.
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