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Gretta's Mom
Hello Lightning Strikers

You have helped me so much with the passing of my beautiful black dog, Rufus. He is half black lab and half Newfie. Your words have made my grief and loneliness easier to bear and I hope some of my words have helped somebody else, too.

Rufus, I am going to try again to make you a big green "welcome" message. I hope it works but I'm pretty sure it won't!

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Well I see I have failed again, but know that all the animals in this part of Lightning Strike welcome you.

Have a beautiful day, My Big Black Dog!

Your mom
My Doxie and Me
If I may my friend..

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It's not the end of the trail for me; I've just traveled on, you see, up ahead
where greener pastures grow & cool water streams dance as they flow..
Flowers in bloom of every sort kind, colors more vivid than any I left behind,
Family friends I haven't seen in years, hugs & no more tears. They've
welcomed me home here today, a place for me to stay, They say
it's my home for eternity. No it's not the end of The Trail for Me...
As I look out the window waiting for my friend who has saved Me...

Poems in remembrance of Newfies/Modified for my Friend Rufus...
Gretta's Mom
Thank you My Doxie and me.
These are beautiful pictures and poems.

i was locked out of LS for a while but MD figured it out and I followed the instructions carefully and got back in.

My life is full of sorrow right now. Our dear Bobbie, mother of so many rescued cocker spaniels, especially her most beloved Trevor, has joined them in the Perfect Word. She left this world of pain and tears at 9:30PM on April 9.

All the blues song I know constantly rise up in my mind as I try my best to take care of her two living dogs; Dreamer, a cocker spaniel - really a English spaniel judging by his color and marking - the calmest and most loving dog who ever lived. And Kelly - an 8-9 year old black cocker spaniel with a white chest blaze - whom everybody who would see him would call him a maniac, but who really just has a big hole in his heart that needs to be filled. I know that Dr. Bruno Bettleheim of the University of Chicago (now himself in the Perfect World) said of the very psychotic children he treated in his live-in center that "Love is not Enough", but I think Kelly's heart is so empty that love is a great start.

I'm staying with my brother-in-law for a while until he picks up at least a few pieces of his own heart and is not a suicide risk and gains back some of the 50 pounds he lost during Bobbie's ordeal.My heart is broken, too. The person dearest to me has left earth and while I have strong but somewhat unconventional beliefs about the world beyond this one, tears of loneliness still fall in those silent moments when they won't upset her husband.

Thank you for being such a good and inspiring friend to both Bobbie and me as we all walk this valley of the shadow of death. The love of dogs makes this walk possible - and the love of those who love dogs. My arms are aching to hug a BIG dog and cry into its fur, so I have started the process of volunteering to walk dogs at a no-kill shelter near here. Most of the dogs are pit mixes of all kinds - as are most dogs in ALL shelters - so I'll have to get over my fear of these dogs and forge a friendship with then like I did with Rotts and Chessies years ago when I walked them.

May the powers to be shine on you and your Doxie.

Gretta and Rufus's mom
My Doxie and Me
My dear friend to answer a question you have brought to my attention as I call to my friend as you hold my hand and help me find...Poems reflect my heart I have given words to Gretta and My Rufus
Jeanne most of all you as I play in the fields with Ducklings and Butterflies as I watch great beauty to mend my wings so I might fly one day..
Do you know what I see Jeanne your as strong as...
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Please forgive my words as I kneel an Angel fly's above broken wings...

My friend passed in morning light as I recall she is caring and holds her heart onto others as she guides so many on a journey to help and hold friends as Bobbie watches over...
To love ones how I count the steps as she runs with life as all her Ducklings follow...My heart breaks tonight,.. As I see Monarch...

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Gretta's Mom
Rufus my Big Black Dog

Another one of our family has gone home to the Perfect World. You already know this, though, because I'm sure you and Gretta and all your cousins who were Bobbie's babies were at the head of the very long procession to welcome her in to the Perfect World.

Now she can speak your language and understand all she wanted to understand about all of you.

Remember the Dad? The one who thought you were so amazing because you could sit like a sphynx for so long without moving? Well don't tell anyone but I think he may be joining you all in the Perfect World pretty soon. I know that will make Bobbie happy because they loved each other so much. She was her favorite daughter, I think because she was the youngest and she almost died at birth.

Rufus, could you be near me today, please? I took an awful fall on the sidewalk yesterday walking Dreamer and Kelly and hit my head and wrist on the sidewalk. I got a lump on my head and the blood is now draining down into my eye giving me a black eye - just like people who have been in a big fight. It should be in top form by the time I have to go to church again!

I love you Babyface, and I don't know what I would do without you.

Your mom with tears in her eyes.
Gretta's Mom
Hi Baby Rufus

I'm sorry I haven't written for so long. This site keep locking me out and I am just too sad to try to fix it. I miss you so much, my beautiful big black dog. I need you strength. I need your love. I need your fearlessness and your cheerfulness - your happiness that makes you run up to a rabbit who doesn't try to run away - only to find it is a statue. And then you laughed with us because you realized we were laughing because we loved you.

I've been here for three months and I truly don't know what to do. In some ways it feels like I should leave a go out on my own, but in some ways it doesn't. I would like my little row house in the city where I could take you on walks (oh, it wouldn't be you but it would be another big old dog). And where I could collapse at home and lie on the floor with my big dogs and laugh or cry,

Trevor's dad is very very sad - he writes to Bobbie on facebook and I read his words and they are words of desperation and agony. But we lived a superficial life, we don't talk about her or her death at all. That's all I can do at this point. That's all that seems safe.

Babyface, could you send me a sign giving me a clue to the next step on the path, please? I promise to watch for it carefullyand take it very seriously - because after all, you and Gretta are the animals of my soul.

Oh Rufus, I don't feel bad, just in a state of waiting and wondering what to do, especially since my government money doesn't start for a few months. But as long as I have you sending love rays and strength rays to me, I know I w ill do approximately the right thing.

I love you, Rufie, my big black dog.

I miss your nose under my elbow when I wrote on the computer.

I miss our walks.

I miss having to life you into the car.

I miss your soft, shiny fur.

I miss your soft, velvetly ears. I miss your giant head.

And most of all I miss your heart - with it's love as big as the universe.

We'll be together someday Rufus, I promise.

Your mom.
moon_beam
Hi, Rufus' Mom, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing, and your beautiful love letter to your beloved Rufus. Please let me try to reassure you that what you are feeling is very normal in this deep grief adjustment journey - - the uncertainty, the lack of direction, the indecision - - it's all a part of the painful journey of establishing "new normals" when our loved ones - - whoever the life form - - are no longer physically with us.

This grief journey is difficult enough when we have the "stability" of our home and job / retirement established. It is significantly difficult when we are enduring a total life change that includes a move to a new place (even though we may be familiar with the new location), getting used to a new home, or looking for a new home, a new job or retirement, etc. - - IN ADDITION TO enduring the physical loss of loved one - - whoever the life form.

Rufus' Mom, please know you are in my thoughts and prayers that you will find comfort and support in your current circumstances, and that you will be able to find your new path revealed to you. And please let us know how you're doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
Gretta's Mom
Hi Rufie

Just wanted to say hello and tell you how much I miss you. And like yours, I couldn't protect Aunt Bobbie from a horrible death. I know it doesn't matter in the Perfect World, but it still hurts down here in the Imperfect World.

Auntie Bobbie sent me a very strong sign of her spirit about a week ago when I was driving my car - you know that little grey one that I always had to boost you up into. When you see her (and Trevor glued to her side) will you thank her for doing that, please?

Eat well, sleep tight, run fast, drink cool, have fun ----- mostly, love strong.

I love you, Rufie and I always will.

mommie
Gretta's Mom
Hi Beautiful Black Dog

Thank you for joining in the prayer-hum for Trevor's dad two nights ago when he was so late coming home. Know what he was doing? Buying a new car. His old car was still pretty new and it had so many sad memories for him because every time she rode in that car she was sick or they were going to a hospital. He was pretty sad about the license plates that said "Mrs. Me". He's going to have some special ones made that say Trevor's mom's name.

I love you my big black dog. I so need you for your stength, courage and steadfastness. And besides that, I just LOVE you, doggie.

Your mom
My Doxie and Me
Please forgive my words as I know so little yet care enough to ask about a friend as I hear Bobbie along with Mr. Trevor and Gretta and my Ruffus
waiting looking out a window of life to be reunited with are loved ones as silence covers are hearts..Your words sing with friends and Bobbie she
brings tears as we have never meet...Jeanne the beauty you both hold touches the hearts of many so all the words i might say you'r heart speaks
with Elegance...

Forgive me Mr. Rocky and what a beautiful Friend you have...

What an exquisitely and beautiful friend! His eyes shine with Happiness and tell of love he has from his mom... Feel Assured... Beautiful words and true to
heart moved me to speak..It's easy to see the true kindness of another when you sit in silence and...

Broken words...

Jeanne i'am not sure how this came to pass yet Bobbie has left a mark on my life... and i can't thank her enough yet the thanks come from the friends that she
cares so deeply...you both are alike very special indeed and i'am very fortunate to have been bleesed with your kind words and beautiful hearts...
I have seen an early Monarch Butterfly today in the morning Jeanne as i weep as a small child at the same time i smile...



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I remember you, My Beautiful Boy...
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Gretta's Mom
Hello Baby Rufus

Didn't My Doxie write some beautiful poems for Bobbie and me and you and everybody? He has SO much in his heart and loves dogs SO much and people even more.

Rufie, baby, I don't know if you remember that Bobbie and me had another sister. She isn't very nice. She's just like a mean person who enjoys teasing and tormenting dogs just so they get angry and she can beat them. She does that to people, too. Now that she can't do it to Auntie Bobbie because she's in heaven, she's turning it all on me. Rufie, it makes me angry and sad. Angry at her for being nothing but a liar and an agitator (like a person who irritates two dogs and tries to make them fight). And I'm very sad for the dad, because she is slowly killing him and he must be so sad about Bobbie and he has just given up and made up his mind to die.

Rufie, I know there is nothing I can do about her because she is sick in the head and so I have to put her in the hands of the Good Shepherd. I have tried and tried and tried to frogive her in my heart but I just can't do it, so now I am going to put my own heart in the hands of the Good Shepherd and trust that He loves sme and that I have been good enough in my life that when it comes my turn, I can get into the Perfect World so I can be with you and your sister Gretta and every other person and animal I love - you and Baby G the best, of course. And Mr Trevor, because he had such a hard and painful life on earth. Either the Good Shepherd will fix my heart or He will accept it as it is and I am worrying about it for nothing.

So please keep reminding me that that's what I've done and when you do that, the Good Shepherd tells you not to take your concerns back with you, to let Him handle it.

Thank you My Big Black Dog. I love you forever more. Until I see you again in the Perfect World.

Your loving mommie
My Doxie and Me
As I walk the morning light my leash falls by my side.. I think of the great shepherd that fills my life yet beneath these wings we cry as
we become one I see a beautiful light as my Shepherd releases me to become one with broken wings as we take this journey with
are friends to see what have we become...As the Great Shepherd leads us within Vanishing lights to are true self to see who we are...
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With all the beauty and kind words the Great shepherd tells stories of his great journey and friendship with a Human that cares as we
hold are broken wings with soft touch and gentle breeze cross are path to hear the teachings of one we carry within are hearts as we...
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Dear Shepherd lone wolf looking to care for so many I must ask can you see within your heart how much you have set others free..
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Dear Jeanne I look at my time here on LS my heart breaks yet I tell stories for those I care for and in return I find myself with hands to Earth...
Mountain cries and butterflies sing within us as we kneel for the ones we have lost...

Please share this with Rocky's Boy and his good Human

German Shepherds.com

Raysmom <The Beauty of human love towards others>

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring him home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long
research in finding a breeder. Or perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter-- simply because something in his eyes reached are hearts. But when you bring that
chosen one home, and watch him explore, and claim his special place in you'r hall or front room-- and when you feel him brush against you for the first time-- it instills feeling of pure love you carry with
you through the many years to come...

The second day will occur eight or nine years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw
youth You will see slow deliberate steps where you once seen energy,...And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friends diet -- and you may add a pill or two
to food. And you may feel a growling fear deep within yourself, which bodes of coming emptiness... And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day -- if your friend and Higher being you hold to heart have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the
guidance of your own deepest spirit. Whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -- you will feel as alone as a single star in the darkest night...

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If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as they must. you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort
you.

But if you are true to the love of your friend you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that soul -- a bit smaller in size then your own -- seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely
days to come.

And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very, very lightly.

And looking down at a place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend lies with you -- you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart.
As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has life of its own. You will both reject it, and it may confuse you. If you let it, it will depress you. if you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it
will still be with you.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when -- along with the memory of your friend -- and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as
unique and strong as our relationship with each special friend we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of living Love -- like the heavenly scent of rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this
Love will remain and grow -- and be there for us to remember...
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It is love we have earned. It is the legacy our friends leave us when they say goodbye. And it is a gift we may keep with us long as we live.. It is a love
Which is ours alone...
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And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Friends -- it is love we will always possess.

Presented with grateful acknowledgement to the author, Martin Scot Kosins.

Can you see the twisted branches of words that guide the ones we have...My friend Jeanne forgive my words tonight...
Gretta's Mom
Oh My Doxie and me

Thank you so much for the beautiful poem about the three days in the lives of animals and their humans - and then the fourth day. I SO love the pictur of the Chocolate Lab puppy curled up on the chair. I can almost feel Gretta as a puppy curling up on my lap llike that.

My Doxie, you have brought love and joy and strength into my life and into Bobbie's. Bobbie and you shared a bond so much like we share with our soulmate animals. You are twin souls. Thank you for sharing just enough of this to let me see the great light that shines behind it - just enough light to rekindle my hope and love.

Thank you for you, My Doxie and me.

Gretta and rufus's mom
Gretta's Mom
Hi Roof-a-doo,

Things have worked out so that mom has to go into the city where Trevor's dad and I are living and I have to go all by myself. I'm going to look at a new home for myself. I know this neighborhood very well because one year long ago, before you were born, Trevor's mom had to go to a hospital there and when I wasn't visiting her, I walked all around the neighborhood and saw the beautiful rowhouses that make this city famous. I wished in my heart that some day I would be able to live in one of them but I always thought it would be impossible. Now I am going to be able to do it. But it seems so hollow and SAD without Trevor's mom here to enjoy it with me. I know she is there with all of you and she is happy and healthy and worry-free like all of you are, but I still love and miss her and wish she could share my new house.

I need your courage to find the office where they rent the houses and then walk to the house (about 6 blocks). With my Big Black Dog beside me I will be completely confident. I know you will be there in spirit - and your spirit is VERY strong and brave and will radiate a protective circle around me.

Say hi to your sister and all your cousins and Trevor's mom, OK?

I love you, Rufie, and I miss you more every day. Someday mommie will come to join you like Trevor' mom did. Please tell her I love her more than anything on earth or in heaven - except the Good Shepherd, who made it all.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Your mommie
Gretta's Mom
Hey Rufie Dog,

Thanks for the assist yesterday. There was absolutely NOTHING scary about the visit to town except getting lost because of road construction. I wasn't dangerous but it sure was HOT. A very nice Chinese girl who had just finished college waled the 6 blocks from the office to the apartment with me. IT WAS HOT! I didn't like the apartments, even a larger one, because they were RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET from a nursing home that Trevor's mom had been in many years ago and where she had suffered so much. How could I look at the building all day every day?

So today I'm going to look at another place, which I think is a little far away from where I really want to be. Trevor's dad is going with me. Have a wonderful day in the Perfect World - but then every day there is, well, perfect, and if you see Trevor's mom, tell her that the apartment I'm looking at today is near the Book Exchange.

I love and miss you every day and when I get there, I am going to stroke your head, pet your velvet ears and tell you for all eternity want a good dog you ARE AND ALWAYS WILL BE.

Your mom who loves you
Gretta's Mom
Hi Rufiedoo

I'm so glad all of you are in the perfect world today. It is SO HOT down here that if you were still down here and we were still living in our old house in Saint Paul, I would only walk you around the block. Thank you for the prayer hum for your cousin Dreamer. He went to the doctor yesterday and got some fluids and a shot to make him not want to throw up and a medicine to coat his intestines so they won't be sore and bleed and a medicine to cure diarrhea. We get his blood work back today. His vet is a wonderful woman who took very good care of him and answered all my questions - but not as good as our Dr. Hinson. Oh, how I miss him.

Have a cool day in the Perfect World, with your sister and all your cousins and, best of all, Trevor's mom. Please tell her I love her and miss her like the stars in the sky.

Love and kisses,

Your mommie
Gretta's Mom
Hi my Big Black Dog

It's a good thing you are in the Perfect World and not in Baltimore. Today it is going to be hotter than we ever had in Saint Paul. And the sun is especially hot on dogs with beautiful black fur likes yours. Today I would like you to send your spirit with me on a drive - to apply for a new place to live. It's not that I don't like living with Uncle and the two wonderful cousins Kelly and Dreamer. It's just that I think it's a good idea that I don't live here forever. I don't know why. Maybe because for many years Bobbie would always refer to the time when I would come to live with her. Then I found a terrible e-mail that she sent to a friend about how horrible I was and how asking me to live with them was a huge mistake that they were stuck with. it hurt my heart Rufus, just like it must have hurt your heart when whatever happened to you to make you lose your home. I going to be poor for a while because your Aunt Bobbie's beautiful bronze marker has arrived and I'll owe for half of it. But soon I will be able to get my real government money and then I'll be better off. I've been through this many times before in my life and God always brings me through. In my new house, at first the advertisement said that dogs were OK but yesterday they said no pets were allowed. So I'll have to keep on having your spirit comfort me for a while longer.

Rufus, I love you soooooo much and I miss you Sooooooo much. And you know oh so well what your mommie will always cry for because she wasn't there for you. I know you have forgiven me - in your heart you probably understood - but the thought of you having to put on such an act of courage at the end of your earthly life will stab my heart until I can again take you in my arms and tell you I'm sorry for the last time. What a day of rejoicing that will be!

XOXOXOXOOXOXOOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXXOXOXO up to the sky, my Roofie-Doo.

Your mommie
Gretta's Mom
Hi my Big Black Dog

It's a good thing you are in the Perfect World and not in Baltimore. Today it is going to be hotter than we ever had in Saint Paul. And the sun is especially hot on dogs with beautiful black fur likes yours. Today I would like you to send your spirit with me on a drive - to apply for a new place to live. It's not that I don't like living with Uncle and the two wonderful cousins Kelly and Dreamer. It's just that I think it's a good idea that I don't live here forever. I don't know why. Maybe because for many years Bobbie would always refer to the time when I would come to live with her. Then I found a terrible e-mail that she sent to a friend about how horrible I was and how asking me to live with them was a huge mistake that they were stuck with. it hurt my heart Rufus, just like it must have hurt your heart when whatever happened to you to make you lose your home. I going to be poor for a while because your Aunt Bobbie's beautiful bronze marker has arrived and I'll owe for half of it. But soon I will be able to get my real government money and then I'll be better off. I've been through this many times before in my life and God always brings me through. In my new house, at first the advertisement said that dogs were OK but yesterday they said no pets were allowed. So I'll have to keep on having your spirit comfort me for a while longer.

Rufus, I love you soooooo much and I miss you Sooooooo much. And you know oh so well what your mommie will always cry for because she wasn't there for you. I know you have forgiven me - in your heart you probably understood - but the thought of you having to put on such an act of courage at the end of your earthly life will stab my heart until I can again take you in my arms and tell you I'm sorry for the last time. What a day of rejoicing that will be!

XOXOXOXOOXOXOOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXXOXOXO up to the sky, my Roofie-Doo.

Your mommie
Gretta's Mom
Hello Baby Rufus!

I know you remember 'the dad', the great old man we used to visit who thought you were so amazing because you could hold your "sphynx" pose for so long. Well, I think he will be joining you guys in the Perfect World soon. Please ask your Auntie Bobbie to tell your cousins about him. And maybe you and Gretta could organize a prayer hum for him, just to let him know all of you love him, OK? Thank you Rufus. One day I, too, will be there with you. And what a day of rejoicing that will be!

I love you Rufus. God sent you to me at a time in my life when I needed strength and took you to the Perfect World where I could always talk to you and ask you for strength and tell you ......

I LOVE YOU FOREVER, BABY RUFUS! XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOX

Your mom


Gretta's Mom
Good morning Baby Rufus

Can I just hug you and cry into your soft fur? You know why. Thank you for coming to me, Baby. I love you.

Mom
My Doxie and Me
Mr. Ruffus to Gretta's Mom what a bright and shining light that awaits you'r kind Heart at the end of a row of steel cages as he finds his Earthly Angel...
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Butterflies sing within my window of life..

I believe in people doing good deeds.. Or is it People helping.. People in....
I see...And I wish to break from my chains yet I still speak.. As butterflies dance in my window..to help me find my broken wing..
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I do miss my Friends as I write because words are without clarity as come into contact with others as we share and connect as we help
and hold another's sorrow as we speak we heal are own to shine down on a path that brings light to a friends passing...
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My Rocky Boy..

To my Friend Bobbie and Trevor with Heavy Heart I speak...

Letter From Your Pet in Heaven <Schnauzers-Rule.com>

To my dearest friend, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know;.. That I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from the bridge, where I dwell with god's above.
There's no more tears of sadness here, just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy, just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you, every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up;.. and hugged me, and said, "I welcome you."

"It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you;..

And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you -in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving year's.
because you are only Human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain;..
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you, all that god has planned.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, then I ever was before.


There are rocky roads ahead of you, and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it, by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy, and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you;.

If you can help somebody, who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night- "My day was not in vain."

And now I am content, that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along. I made somebody smile;)

God says: "If you meet somebody, who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick them up, as on your way you go."

When you're walking down the street, with me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind;

And when it's time for you to go, from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going...
You're coming here to me.
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Gretta's mom forgive me if tears flow I wish for silence yet i'am compelled to speak.. perhaps in my own forgiveness...
you shall see my kind heart..
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My Brando...
Gretta's Mom
Oh My Doxie,
I could always see your kind heart. Now your Doxie and my Rufus and Gretta and Bobbie's Trevor, Rudy, Crocker, Birney, Jasper, Spot and Squirt and my dog from long ago, another cocker spaniel named Bingo and my other dog from long ago who I didn't think even got a name, and Nikki, our half lab/half boxer ...... and ALL the other animals we have met here on LS must help us welcome Bobbie's dad into the Perfect World. I'm sure there was a huge party of men wearing green ( we call them Irishmen) were dancing and singing for him at the gate. I know Bobbie is perfectly happy now that she and her daddy are in the same place.

Now I am an orphan and I don't know what to do. I quit the animal sanctuary because all the owner did was scream at everyone - human and animal. We never got to hold the animals and console their hearts. All we did was dust, vacuum clean windows, hang curtains .... stuff that I don't even do at my own house.

My Doxie, what am I going to do now? I don't know what the role of an orphan is. All I see is dogs orphaned and wandering around the street looking hopefully at people seeing whether one of them will love them. My dad took a huge bundle of gentleness with him into the Perfect World.

The Holmes Brothers have a song called Homeless Child but I never thought it would apply to me. Please, My Doxie, look up at the stars tonight and see if you see a new one, a humble one, of just average brightness, but one whose shine seems to be something special. That will be my father: Eugene Fahey.
My Doxie and Me
Gretta's Mom Thank you for allowing me to speak I do miss the connection to bobby as she has helped me a great deal.. As I was drawn to Miss Gretta and in doing so I found a very
special human that cares and kneels for friends... Priceless as the many on LS.. Some days are better then others The broken wing is like a friend or a sister that has passed as we ask why..
As are heart is pure as we sing for fallen friends and family.. One thing I know as when you lose someone so close to your heart it sings for a lifetime as few will sit to watch the great beauty
you need not look far yet out the window as Monarch grace the Beauty we see within are Heart<My Bobbie> I do Miss you my friend as you hold my hand as we walk a path of life...
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As we walk intime in different worlds one thing is constant are love for are friends as we hold there paw the day of...are hearts open for others walking the same path as..
Good people.. Good Deeds open a window into are hearts to shine on the ones that need.. Shining light stands infront of a cage that brings life as new story's are told
to renew are heart to one day be strong enough to kneel and help others once more and in doing so you open up apart of yourself that not even you could...Visions of..
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<Moment with my Friend>

Gretta's mom I have much more to say yet the fine line.. I do wish you well yet the kitchen where Gretta Nudges and seems to be in the way... as she speak to the kindness Human that ever lived;..
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The Holmes Brothers as requested by my good Friend Gretta's Mom

I Shall Not Walk Alone

Battered and torn
Still I can see light
Tattered and worn
But I must kneel to fight

Friend of mine
What can't you spare
I know some times
It gets cold in there

When my legs no longer carry
And the warm wind chills my bones
I reach for Mother Mary
And I shall not walk alone

Hope is alive
While we're apart
Only tears
Speaks from my heart
Breaks the chains
That holds us down
And we shall be
Forever bound...

When I'm tired and weary
And a long way from home
I reach for Mother Mary
And I shall not walk alone

Beauty that
We left behind
How shall we
Tomorrow find

Set aside
Our weight in Sin
So that we
Can live again;


When my legs no longer carry
And the warm wind chills my bones
I reach for Mother Mary
And I shall not walk alone..

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God gave me a list and first and foremost was to watch over you..
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The brightest star I do see as she runs down a runway with arms wide as;....
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Thank you for you kindness Bobby and Thank you for my friend Jeanne My Gretta's Mommy My good Friend Ruffus...My Mother Mary shines for my new friend..


































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Doxies Nothing but attitude as we share the same Heart as are friends...One brings to mind My friend Brando I wish you well...
Gretta's Mom
First of all thank you SO much, My Doxie for your always beautiful poems and pictures. They transcend the ordinariness of language and of earth and show the beginning of the path to heaven

I'm not so sure I like this orphan business. I have no one to write to or call. I have no one to call my own. Bobbie and I talked on the phone a;most every day for 17+ years ..... and then she was gone. No phone numbers in heaven. Oh ...... maybe there is one I...L...O...V...E....Y...O...U

Then for seven months I wrote a picture letter to my dad every day so he could keep track of what I was doing and so he could remember that he had an oldest daughter who carried his name.

When my middle sister - the crazy - called me to let me know that dad had died, I though there might be a moment of clarity when she asked me if there were any things like special music I wanted included in his funeral. I had already alerted the funeral director about the gold chain and I think there is a better than 50/50 chance that it will indeed be buried with him. If not, I will never know ... and may it bless the thief who takes it.

Now today she calls me (after I specifically told her NOT to contact me any more) and asks me if I know any of the organizations dad belonged to - bearing in mind that I left home at the age of 12 to go to Catholic boarding high school and never came back!Both Bobbie and I wanted to include a very troubled woman who had adopted my father and her grandfather and was always kind to him and visited him often - until Sissie Dearest assaulted her on the Vet Home property. Sissie's comment was, "Well, THAT'S not going to happen!" I cannot understand why she would call me and then give a response like that. oh but I can. It's the two mental illnesses that are co-present in her mind.

I have a call in to the funeral director to ask for a couple of special songs which I KNOW the Catholic Church allows (grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) but I am going to tell him that if there is the slightest bit of drama from the drama queen, just don't do it. It won't help my dad and he will know I tried to get it done.

I need to completely excise the poison that is my mentally ill sister from my heart and mind. I need to make a special effort to fill my mind and my heart with loving words and picture (and doggies) - so full that there is no room for that filthy BS.

Thank you for listening, My Doxie. You are a true friend.

My Doxie and Me
To my friend I must lay my words to your heart to insure the beauty of your own that lay beside and care for every moment of everyday with weary eye's
To reach out to one that has nothing more... With love and concern as you put; Gretta.. As you Hold My rufus whispers of great walks fall; He stands by
you intime of need.. He has taken care of.. where he might have been forgotten within cage..as why I say My rufus..
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Jeanne <Gretta's Mom> your words have not gone unheard just silence to hear your true Heart for the ones you hold close within..
Fathers love for a daughter is beyond words I might speak yet I care about you with open arms that holds me with my friends passing..
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As you allow me to speak with whispers in the light that shades my friend;...



You ask to see the brightest star; that is the Father that lay's awake holding you're heart..to shade your eye's from the light...
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Shade of grey from Holmes Brothers say are nothing more then a path of life that friends holds hands tight
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Jeanne your own words for your father as you speak of him...Brightest star shines from him to...
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Mr. Eugene Fahey we have never meet yet you're Daughter helped me when I fell to my knee's as Jeanne held my hand
in time of need to stand on my own... Thank you for your daughters gift as she speaks in...
Gretta's Mom
Hello my beautiful big black dog

The dad is where you are now. Isn't he wonderful? When a precious person or animal leaves this earth and goes to the Perfect World, it leaves the people and animals left behind on earth very very sad. But we are happy that more and more of our family is in the Perfect World and one day we will join you there.

Please enjoy every day to the fullest - as I know you must, since your world is perfect.

And Rufus, you're a boy and the dad loves you a lot. Could you do me a favor, a really big favor? Could you ask the dad if he is proud of me? It's really important to me, so I will wait patiently for your/his answer.

Thank you my beautiful big black goofy dog.

Your mom
Gretta's Mom
Hi Sweetie
Hi my beautiful Big Black Dog
Hi you doggie with the softest fur ever
Hi you doggie who stood beside me always with strength
Hi you doggie who wasn't afraid to be goofy

Mommy is moving from Trevor's old house to an old house in the big city. It's kind of scary and it VERY high up - 38 steps to get there. Rufie-dog, will you please walk with me in spirit always? There are lots of dogs in this neighborhood and most of them are the dogs called pit bulls. Everybody wants one of these dogs because people think they are mean and strong and fierce. Some of them are because they were trained in very cruel ways to fight and kill each other. But mostly everybody wants to scare off any mean people that are around them that might hurt them. Of course, I don't have such a dog. And if you and Gretta ever send me a dog like that, I know it will be a gentle one like you two. You know how much I love white muzzlers and I would NEVER ask a white muzzler to walk up and down 38 steps four times a day. That would be just plain cruel. But I have the beautiful book that your other mommie made for me - and you look just like you could step right off the cover and be alive again. And I do have Gretta's ashes - and yours too. And best of all I know you are with me in spirit everywhere I go. I love you, Rufie, my beautiful Big Black Dog.

Mommie
Gretta's Mom
Dear Baby Rufus, my precious Big Black Dog,

I need your help tonight. I need you to bring your big black BARK along with your spirit with you tonight. I'm going to sleep in my new house for the first time ever. I have no fear - since your bark will surely scare everybody on the block!

Mom loves you and misses you SO much. I can never stop telling you that until we meet again.

your name keeps going through my mind: Rufus, Rufus, Rufus, Rufus.

Love, Love, Love, Love.

Mommy
Gretta's Mom
Hello My Big Black Dog

Are you having fun and romping around in heaven? Do you miss me? I know you do. Jusst like I miss you - every minute of every day. You have such soft soft fur - that's the Newfie in you. You have such a great big heart - that's the Labrador in you. You are my one and only Big Black Dog. No matter where I go, if I don't see you, a tear falls from my eye. You taught me what it was like to live with a male dog. Gretta was a gentle, kind female dog, the kindest chocolate lab who ever lived. You are a great big puppy! Just the thing i need to warm my heart.

Thank you for choosing me to be your mom and your soulmate. Please take good care of Trevor's mom and The Dad.

I love you Baby face.

Your mommie
Gretta's Mom
Hi RUfie-do

How are you, my Big Black Dog? Mom needs you today. For some reason for the last few days I have felt very very sad. (For one thing, I forgot my medicine at my downtown house and when i got lost I went to Trevor's house. That medicine is GREAT, but when it is used up, the crash is terrible - and I think that's where I am now.)

I know Trevor's mom is safe and sound and happy forever and I am SOOOOOOO happy for her - and you, and Gretta and Trevor and all his cousins and all the animals I've ever met or known. I am NOT happy, though, about the way the laws and practices treat children who are unfortunate enough to die before someone who wants to give them something dies. Like Trevor's mom and The Dad. I know that heaven's happiness is complete and eternal. There is not a whisker of less than perfect happiness in the Perfect World. But I am NOT happy about the laws and practices here on this stupid earth. The Dad specifically wanted whatever he left behind to go equally to his THREE children. But Trevor's mom died before he did, so the banks and insurance companies who handle The Dad's money treat her like she was never even born. SHE WAS BORN AND SHE WAS AND IS A TREMENDOUS PERSON. EVERYBODY I MEET HERE IN BALTIMORE SAYS HOW WONDERFUL SHE WAS ON EARTH AND HOW KNOWING HER CHANGED THEIR LIVES. So I told Trevor's dad that if the laws and banks and others involved wouldn't do it, the YOUR MOM would do it. I told him I would split whatever I got in half with him so that Trevor's mom could get at least SOME of her legitimate share. On earth here, when you get money, the government (never mind, animals are too smart to have to have junk like a government) takes part of it - it's called "taxes" - sometimes a big part, sometimes not so big. So I'm going to make an appointment with Trevor's dad's tax expert so he can help me figure out how to split the money with Stan without either one of us having to pay a lot of taxes.

Rufus, if I have to come back to earth (I really don't think that's true but just in case), I want to come back as a mutt with a loving home. People have screwed this world up so much that it's now upside down and backwards.

Rufus, when we were together, you were the BEST. ANd you're still the best. And Gretta is the best, too. Now all of you are perfectly "the best". That's what the Good Shepherd wanted for you and that's what He wants for me - just not right now. I know I'll find a way to live through this but it sure would be a lot easier if you were here on earth with me. But no matter, you are now if perfect health and strength and love and that's what makes you mom the happiest of all.

Play as hard as you can today. You're the best.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOOXOXOOXOXOOXOXOXOXOX

Your mom who loves you always
Gretta's Mom
Good morning dear Rufus,

You know how much I love you but I just want to tell you one more time: I LOVE YOU.
And you know how much I miss you but I just want to tell you one more time: I MISS YOU.

I'm doing my best to get by here in the city where I thought I would be with Trevor's mom, whom I love more than any person in the universe. I hope she still loves me. Sometimes I feel like you must have felt when you didn't have a home. The loneliness almost kills you. The tears are right behind my eyes ready to drip out at the tiniest thought of Trevor's mom or The Dad.

Thank you for being my Big Black Dog. Thank you for barking just once when the party across the hall spilled over into the hall. Thank you for being gentle with little Frieda next door. Thank you for your antics - especially your sleeping upside down on our love seat. Thank you for your soft Newfie fur and your cheerful Lab heart.

Please say HI to Trevor's mom and The Dad and tell them how much I miss them. Sadness fills my heart so much that sometimes I cannot even move. What gives me the strength to get up and go on is the Good Shepherd - His love for all of us and His promise that We would all be together and with Him when we leave this earth. He's God so we have to believe it - and I do. Please take good care of The Dad. Sit by his feet in your "sphynx" position that amazed him so much. Tell him how much I miss him, too.

Some bright morning when this life is over, I'll fly away!
To a land on God's celestial shore, I'll fly away!

Love you forever and a day,

Your mom

Gretta's Mom
Good morning Baby Rufus (even though you are NOT a baby - in size anyway)
You were always a child at heart.
You put so many smiles on my face.
Like going after that statue of a rabbit.
And sleeping totally upside down on the loveseat.
We won't be seeing or doing that any more, Baby Rufus.

But please keep watch over all of our relatives and friends of all species who are up there with you in the Perfect World and know that one bright morning Mommie will be coming across that golden bridge to join you.

I love you, Rufus. And I miss you.

You know that.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

Your mom
Gretta's Mom
Hi Baby Rufus,

How are things in the Perfect World? I hope you are hanging around with all your old friends, and being a sphynx statue for the dad and I know mom would love you too - your coat is so black and shiny and your are such a nice goof ball. I'm sure you have lots of new friends up there too and since the time up there is eternal, there is plenty of time to play and swap stories and sleep and act up and be goofy. I love and miss you SOOOO much, Roof-a-doo.

Things are pretty screwed up down here. I think I've lost my back-up home and am now in the same position as you were in when you were homeless just like you were before beautiful Margie took you in and found you a foster home with my sister LE. And then LE, with tears in her eyes, gave you to me to be your forever mom. I'm so sorry we didn't have a very long time together and in my heart of hearts I worry that you might have died of a broken heart. But you have so many people who love you, including our blessed Doctor Hinson, who diagnosed you and too you to the U of M for a definitive diagnosis and (in my mind) stayed with you while the doctors sent you to the Promised Land. He is a true blessing from God.

The way I'm feeling now is that, after getting possession of the dogs, I may just go back to Minnesota, where I at least know some people and places. But the maxim (that means wise word) is not to make any major decisions until at least a your after the death of your loved one - and I made all mine before it even happened. SO I'm not one of the sharpest knives in the drawer either.

Rufus, just to know that you are watching over me and all I have to do is reach down and pet your spirit being comforts me and gives me the strength to carry on until the Good Shepherd puts me in a different place.

Thank you Baby Rufus, for being my strong-backed souls mate. I will love you forever no matter what happens.

Your mom.
Gretta's Mom
Good morning my Baby Rufus,

Thank you
Thank you for being my Big Black Dog
Thank you for giving me your SO soft fur to - fur from a blessed mixture of lab and Newfie
Thank you for being so gentle with kids - especially with little Freida next door who just wasn't right somehow
Thank you for the love you gave so freely - even though I ignored so many of your elbow nudges to go for a walk
Thank you for accepting being shuttled back and forth between you two moms' houses
And thank you to your wonderful foster mom - who, with tears in her eyes, let you go - with me
Thank you for teaching me how to care for and love a big boy dog
Thank you for you big loving heart
Thank you for protecting me with just one loud bark.

Thank you for everything about you.
Thank you for waiting for me there in the Perfect World
Thank you for your perfect sphynx pose that the dad so loved - now you can sit and talk to the dad forever.
Thank you just for being and for giving me your great love.
I love you, Rufus, and will miss you until the day we see each other again in the Perfect World.

I miss you every moment of every day
I call on your strength every day
I hug your precious picture
And I cry
And I cry
I cry for everything and everyone lost
Everyone dear to me who has left this earth
Everyone whose voice I can not hear any more
Everyone I look for and who is not there
Everyone I loved so dearly on this earth
But I know
I know I will see you and all my beloveds
Someday ....
Over the Rainbow Bridge.

I love you forever and a day.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Your mom
Gretta's Mom
Dear Baby Rufus,

I just pushed the wrong button on this computer and my message to you was erased. But you know what I said there because you are a spirit and don.t have to depend on earthly things to read my words and my heart.

I just called to say I love you, I thank you, I miss you and that you will always be my one and only Big Back Dog. who went to heaven far too soon.

Your loving mom.
My Doxie and Me
Did someone say they pushed the wrong;... I can tell you what Mr. Rufus..as I have searched and I found that indeed
My Mr. Rufus is not a Mr. at all;) he is Lord Rufus and I can explain..
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Lord Byron is regarded as one of the greatest British poets and is
best known for his amorous lifestyle and his brilliant use of the English language.
He loved his Newfie..
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Lord Rufus I must kneel for your many days behind a steel cage as an Angel sets you free as your History
is so Deep and rich as it dates back to the 1788 as one man turned he's own heart inside out to speak for
his Beloved friend... Truly Brilliant as I find myself learning more by just listening as I read the ones I care
for as I find Beauty all around me..


Lord Rufus your journey found Jeanne as she opened a cage as she walks alone to mend a broken heart
as I have kneeled before my Lord Rufus;... you have given me the gift of Faith let me show you...
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I call her in German little Rhino; still looking for a name yet she snorts and with head down pushes forward
as she needs her Belly rubs everyday as we have to give thanks as this dates back... We look thru child's eye
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Lord Rufus I will always kneel as you have given me new Faith...
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Good morning, Rufus, my Big Black Dog,

Did you see that our good friend Todd, Misty's dad, knighted you? That's when a King gives someone a big medal and a special name "Lord" because that person has done a very special good deed. That's you, Lord Rufus.

Here on earth, you were both very strong and very gentle. You are a very big dog and your foster mom cautioned me about letting you too near children because she wasn't sure how you would act. And, indeed, the first time I took you to visit my friends at work, the crowded you too much and you snapped, but very lightly and not at anyone in particular. That was the last time you ever did that. Little Frieda, our next door neighbor, the little girl who wasn't quite right, always ran over to you (because that's what she had done with your sister) and yelled your name and you never made a move. It was a while before I let her pet you, especially after you had your "came; hump" taken off and got lots of your hair shaved and had to wear T-shirts when we went for walks. But you never made a move toward her or any other of the neighborhood children.

Rufus, you know I'm still in Trevor's old house (well, not exactly, I do have my own apartment but they won't let me have any pets AT ALL - meanies). Only six more months until I can move somewhere that I can have a dog and then I'll get one to add to our family and to be with me like you and Gretta were. I miss you SO much. I miss your soft fur. I miss your huge feet. I miss your one bark warning the people across the hall to quiet down. I miss you being at the door every noon and night when I came home to go on a walk. I even miss you nudging my elbow when I was working on the computer and you wanted to go on a walk. Of course, you won, and of course a walk IS the much better choice. I get that now. I really do.

Please tell Trevor's mom that I miss her more than life. And the dad, who loved the way you sat so still looking like a statue. And all your cousins - I knew all of them except the two birds Spot and Squirt and your oldest cousin, Crocker. But I love them just the same. My heart is still very sad that all of you have left the earth, but I am happy that you are in the Perfect World, where you are healthy and happy and young again and can understand each other and have good food and fresh water and sunshine when you want it and cool shade when you get sweaty from playing and best of all the Good Shepherd to watch over you and take care of you. Someday if I'm good, I'll be able to join you and we'll all live together in peace and happiness - FOREVER!

I love you Lord Rufus (and, to me you'll always be my Big Black Dog, Baby Rufus)

Thank you for always being at my side in spirit, Baby.

Mom XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
Gretta's Mom
Hello Rufus Baby - my Big Black Dog.

Things are getting very difficult right now here on earth. Trevor's dad has threatened to kill himself by not eating. I don't think he is serious, but I alerted some of his friends (one of whom has decided he will not communicate with me in any way.. I guess it is because I challenged him on a phone call pretty vigorously and he got mad. Some of the people around me are acting like little children having temper fits. It's all about a girl that Trevor's dad is ****** (on earth here that's what people do - one girl and one boy - and go places together and sometimes they come to like each other very much and get married). She is very controlling and has made Trevor's dad spend all kinds of money to change things in his house and to buy new clothes - and she even made him shave off his moustache - that's the hair that human men leave growing on top of their lips. We call those kind of women "Gold Diggers". They spot a man who is having a weak time in his life and pretend to love him and make him spend all kinds of money, usually on the woman (fancy dinners, trips, etc.). When the man's money is gone, the woman flees the scene.

Trevor's dad is very weak minded and so a gold digger has glommed onto him in a big way. Many of his friends think he's being hurt by this woman and Trevor's dad is mad at all of us for trying to warn him and not liking her. I don't like her either. And I SURELY don't like what she's doing to Stan. He's heading for a big broken heart when this comes to an end.

Your cousin Kelly came through with flying colors though - he BIT her!

Rufie,I really hope the Perfect World is like I have imagined it to be. A holy man told me something I didn't like yesterday when I called him for help with Stan. There are so many fairweather friends in this world, (That means they are your friends when you're doing well - the sun is shining in your life - but when you start to have trouble and can't do anything for them - when the clouds and rain come into your life - the leave you.)

That's why I love dogs so much. There are NO fairweather friend DOGS. Your hearts are true and faithful - even to people who hurt you. But I love you, my Baby Rufus and I'll never stop loving and missing you. Say hello to everybody and take a nice long nap in the shade of heaven.

I love you

Your mom
Gretta's Mom
Good Morning Baby Rufus

Oh how I miss you! I walk alone wherever I go. What I wouldn't give to have you, my Big Black Dog walking beside me. I couldn't subject you to this apartment - with its 38 high stairs to get up here. But it would be SO good to take you on walks here - with all the beautiful red brick row houses and all the other dogs being walked around. And there's a two-block grass park only a block away where we could go and just bask in the sunshine.

Sadness has settled in my heart, my Rufus. All the people and dogs that have left me all alone in this world. I know you are all in the Perfect World and that your spirits surround me every day and every night.

I want to thank you Rufus for being my dog. For letting me take you on walks, for watching you hang upside down on our couch, for barking one great big "woof" when people were in the hall, for your soft fur - the blend of your lab and Newfie fur, for your courage in letting Dr. Hinson take that big camel's hump off your shoulder. For each and every day we had together .... each day was a precious jewel, Baby Rufus,

When my heart is sad, I sing songs about you, songs I make up to country and western tunes. On earth here, you were the sweetest baby. In heaven I'm sure you have only grown more darling. I can't wait to meet you again. But the Good Shepherd must still have some work for me to do down here first - just like He had a 21 month job for you ..... finding me and becoming my spririt dog, my soul animal. I am taking very good care of the piece of your heart that you left me. I feel you taking care of my heart-piece that you hold. Someday we will meet again, exchange these soul-pieces and become whole and life together forever.

Mommy lives you, Baby Rufus!
Gretta's Mom
Good morning Rufus, my precious big black dog!

A little disaster has struck your mom/ The little grey car that we used to drive around in has been smashed up in the back by some kind of drunk driver last Saturday night. It really flattened the back end of the care where you and Gretta used to ride. The man hit my car and then ran away. He hit my car so hard that it was pushed forward 10 feet, into the next parking space and hit the car in front of me and pushed her into a no-parking space. I really wanted to get the car out of that neighborhood so kids wouldn't cause further damage by hitting it with rocks or baseball bats. Yesterday a big truck came there and picked my car up and too it to a shop who would fix it. It's pretty banged up and it wasn't that expensive a car to begin with and it's five years old so the repairs might cost more than the value of the car so they will just give me a check and I'll have to look for another car. When I was working and making and saving money, this would have been no problem, but now I am living off Social Security and a little pension, so it's going to be much harder to pay for it. But the good Shepherd will make a way for me as He always has.

Have the very best day you possibly can up there in the Perfect World. Romp around in the sun with your cousins. your sister and all your friends. Spend some time with the dad and with Trevor's mom. And then lie down in the shade and drink some cool water. Someday I'll be there with you and we will be together forever. I'm taking good care of the piece of your heart that you left with me and I can feel how good you are taking care of the piece of me heart you took with me.

Thank you for choosing me to be your mom and loving me more than the mountains that go up to the sky.

I love you, Rufus.

My Doxie and Me
Lord Rufus I have to kneel to pay my deepest respect to a friend I have never met yet when I close my eyes I can see the Angle that wraps
her wings around thee...
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Gretta's Mom
Oh my dear Baby Rufus - Your mom is SO sorry to have been silent for so long. Did you think I had forgotten you> NEVER, NEVER, NEVER!!!

You are my always and forever BIG BLACK DOG!

Rufus, a very dear friend of mine has left this earth and gone to live in the Perfect World. You found me so I know you can find him. His name is Wendell and he sings and plays guitar and piano and makes the happiest sound I have ever heard. He's probably hanging out with a very tall man with an unusual name: Popsy. Popsy Dixon. On earth these two great guys and Wendell's older brother Sherman played music together in a group called the Holmes Brothers. Second after my doggies, this group gave me the most joy i had in my life. I always smiled, clapped, sang and danced along with this group. Now two of them are gone from me but they are up there with you. With your doggie ears you can probably hear them playing and singing. Could you do me a favor one of these days? Take my dad and Bobbie, if she wants to go, and bring him over to Wendell and Popsie and introduce them and tell them you are all my relatives. Then ask them to play a song or two and watch the smile appear on the dad's face and his hands start to clap. And then listen to the laugh that Wendell puts into his song and watch for Popsie's big beautiful smile. Tell them I miss them SO much and every month I try to have a little money extra so I can buy two of their CDs (there's 12 in all). I had 6 but I gave them to Marv for his birthday. I can't listen to them right now because it makes me cry to think that I will never hear them again on earth. But is makes by belief in the Good Shepherd and the Perfect World stronger every day and know that one day I will join you there, too, and we can go to see them together. And please ask the Good Shepherd to send down some drops of comfort and mercy to Sherman and to Wendell and Popsie's wives.

I love you my big black dog! I really, truly do.

Your mom


Gretta's Mom
Hello My Big Black Dog!

I've been trying to find a picture of you to upload for My Doxie and Me but I think all your pictures are on my old computer. I'll keep trying, though. He calls you Sir Rufus the Great. Isn't that a compliment.

I miss you so much, Baby Rufus. I am in this strange town and spend most of my days in the third floor flat in near-downtown Baltimore. If only I had you to keep on nudging my elbow as I typed on this computer - and not giving up until I got up and took you for a walk.

I know that you-and-me would be so much happier that just me alone.

Every week I go at least one day to take care of Trevor's brothers, Dreamer and Kelly. Even though Kelly, who is getting old and can't help it, wakes me up three times every night and I am very tired the next day, I love them so much. (Not as much as I love you, of course.) They are so alive and so happy to see me when I've been away for a few days. Truly I don't know how I would have made it through all the losses and sorrow of the past year and a half without them. We go on walks whenever we can - not as long as the walks WE used to go on. We go up a hill and then across a playground and pass back and forth in front of a school and then back home. That's a lot for a small dog like a cocker spaniel. When we get home, they are so tired that they sleep all the rest of the morning and sometimes part of the afternoon.

How is the dad? He loved you so much. He was always amazed at you sphynx pose - head so straight up, not moving a muscle. Please give him a big kiss for me, OK? And one for Trevor's mom, too. And maybe you can ask her to take you and dad to see the newly arrived pair of the Holmes Brothers.

And if you see the Good Shepherd, maybe you could put in a good word for me, OK?

I'll never stop loving you. And someday we will be together again -- forever!

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

Your mom
Gretta's Mom
Hi my beautiful big black dog!

I have to tell you again how much I miss you. I MISS YOU!!!!!!!!!

I miss everything about you, Rufus my darling dog.

I miss your soft fur (i even thought you might me a curly-coated retriever instead of a labrador retriever). Our wonderful friend and doctor, Doctor Hinson, told me you were part Newfoundland = a much bigger dog than a Lab and that was why your fur was so soft. He showed me your webbed feet, too.

I miss that great big lipoma on your right shoulder. (And I really worried about it too)

I miss the T-shirts that you wore while your incision was healing.

I miss when Dr. Hinson took out your drain and you snapped at me cuz I was handy and Dr Hinson (mock) scolded you for trying to bite the hand that fed you.

I miss your one big deep bark when the people across the hall got rowdy (and boy did they ~~ up fast!)

I miss how you would nudge my elbow when I was working on the computer - and not give up until I took you for a walk.

I miss the way you would chase a frisbee exactly twice and then you were DONE!

And I really miss the way you would curl up at night on your dog bed and I would say "Night-night doggie" and turn off the lamp.

Most of all I miss your just being with me. (I was going to say I miss your love but I know you still love me from where you are - in the Perfect World.)

Rufus, you are one-of-a-kind. There will never be another you and I thank God for creating you and for guiding you to me so we could fall in love.

I LOVE YOU, RUFIE!!!!!!!!!!!

Your mom.
Gretta's Mom
Rufus

You know how any tears are in my heart.

Just know that your mom loves with with every one of them and with every smile that comes sometimes.

Thank you for being my faithful Big Black Dog and someday soon Mommie is coming to you and we will be together forever.

If I said "I love you" a million times there would still be a zillion more times to say it.

I love you, Babyface.
Gretta's Mom
Good morning Rufus, my Big Black Dog!

Just like you in your life before you got rescued, your mom is trying to put one foot in front of the other and keep the spark of hope alive in the heart and within sight of my eyes.

I'm working to get out of the money pit I was in and I can see the end of that coming. Then I can put some more money in the "doggy" fund to cover the quadruple rent I will have to pay when I move to a dog=friendly place. And finally I will be ready to adopt another dog to have and to hold.

I miss you SOOOOOO much, BAby Rufus. I look at the beautiful picture book that your first mom made for me and I remember all the good times we had together. Please watch over The Dad up there. He loved you so much down here - especially your sphynx pose.

Thank the Good Shepherd for bringing us together, even though it was only for a short time. Every day with you was precious - just like every day with you will be when we are finally together again. Even better because our time then will never end.

I love you, Rufie-doo. Always have, always will. More and more every day.

XOXO

Your mom
Hermy's Mommy
Dear Gretta and Rufus's Mom,

Thank you so much for posting on Hermy's thread. I'm so sorry I haven't posted in awhile.

You are in my thoughts and prayers, Gretta's Mom. As the holiday season approaches, I know how difficult it can be when we are thinking of our loved ones, especially our lost loved ones. I hope this holiday season treats you well. Sad memories, good memories, wishing, longing, quiet moments, lonely moments, time for reflection.

I hope your days and nights are filled with good memories of Gretta, Rufus, Trevor, Bobbie, and your father. I wish you peace and good health. I know my bunnies Hermy and Albus must be having fun playing with Trevor, Gretta, and Rufus. I'm certain Hermy is very grateful to you for your letters. She would probably write you back if she could type with her furry paws. smile.gif

Wishing you a restful night and a wonderful Thanksgiving next week!

Hugs,
Hermy and Albus's Mommy
Gretta's Mom
Happy Thanksgiving Baby Rufus!

Your mom
Gretta's Mom
Good morning my precious Big Black Dog!

Today I am up early because I get to go over to your cousins' place and take care of them, give them a walk and just hang out with them. Like you, just being with them fills my heart with love, security, and deep comfort. Please thank the Good Shepherd for working on Trevor's dad's heart so he now isn't so angry at me and let's me come over and be with your cousins on those days he's working.

Please say a woof-hi to Trevor's mom and his grandpa and to all the people and animals I love who are with you in the Perfect World, especially your sister Gretta.

I love you, Baby Rufus.

Your mom
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