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CellarDweller:
Truman, I'm so sorry about the loss of Lady.

I'm glad I had the oppportunity to meet her in January.

I was given this poem many years ago, when a beloved pet died.  I cry each time I read it.

For Lady.







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...

Shakesthecoffecan:
Thank kew Chuck, Lady was the kind of dog who would spot someone and then just stand there waiting to be noticed, I never knew her to be affectionate. She may have kissed me once.  :laugh:

And Rich I hope she is meeting Kasy. She was a good dog too.

jstephens9:
How sad Truman  :'(

Shakesthecoffecan:
SO on a happier diversion, when I went home to retrieve something this afternoon I saw that my odometer was sitting on 99,992 miles. I decided when I left I would head the other way, take the long way back to the office at $3.25 a gallon and watch for the magic numbers.

It was a wonderful ride, up Valley Drive, down Stones Dairy Road, onto Hodges Farm Road, where just below the house Sherry Wood grew up in I hit 99,999. On out to the end I took a left on The Great Road and the phone rang with a call from another couple of travellers in Georgia  ;)  and I got to share my excitement from the Free Will Baptist Church parking lot where I talked and clicked away.

I still don't know who this Will Baptist is or what he did, but is seems a lot of churches are on his side.

Lynne:
Truman,
I am so sorry to hear about Lady's passing.  You composed a beautiful eulogy for her.  I'm glad I got to meet her and that she's not in pain anymore.  Please give Bob my condolences too.
Lynne
 :'( :'(

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