It's been now just over two weeks since Dutch was killed and Alicia and I still miss him so much. I want to say a special thanks to all the "Christi Crew" supporters that have sent me notes of encouragement and sympathy. It does help to know that others are thinking of us during our time of loss.
One faithful visitor to Christi's site who lives in California sent me this touching poem that she got when she lost one of her "fur-babies". If you've ever lost a pet, I'm sure that after reading it you will understand why she still gets tears in her eyes when she reads it. I do too...
I Stood By Your Bed
(However, if this were really Dutch, it would be called
"I Am On Your Bed" because he always slept with us,
as you can see from the photo.)
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is almost over... I smile and watch you yawning
And say, "Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me.
-Author Unknown
(However, if this were really Dutch, it would be called
"I Am On Your Bed" because he always slept with us,
as you can see from the photo.)
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is almost over... I smile and watch you yawning
And say, "Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me.
-Author Unknown
7 comments:
My heart goes out to you. We lost our 15 year old golden retriever last fall. They are such gentle souls and they have such a way of getting into your heart and grabbing hold. There is a poem that you should read. I don't have it at my fingertips right at this minute, but it is called the Rainbow Bridge. Every time I read it, I end up bawling like a baby. If I can find it, I will send it to you.
Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
Thanks for the message and your kind comments. Christi's mom, Angela, included this very same poem in her January 1st journal entry. It still chokes me up to read it.
http://www.christithomas.com/j060101.html
On a "positive" note, we may be headed out to check out a litter of golden pups this weekend and may have a little brother for Ally again very soon. I'll be sure to post pics if/when that happens.
A new puppy!!! How exciting-can't wait to see the pictures if/when he joins the family!!
Pat
Hi Pat,
Good to hear from you. Yes, it's confirmed. We're headed over Saturday to check out the pups. They should be close to 4 weeks old now, so they'll be up and around and starting to get their "fluff". I'll be sure to take along the camera!
You better remember that camera, Eric!! :-) I'm sure Dutch is going to help you pick the perfect pup to follow in his pawprints!!
Pat in CA
interesting.
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