Waiting At The Bridge The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's. ~Mark Twain, letter to W.D. Howells, 2 April 1899 I talk to him when I'm lonesome like; and I'm sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend like that. ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth
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Cassie 2005-2019
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Dougal 2003-2016
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If it be the chief point of friendship to comply with a friend's notions and inclinations he possesses this in an eminent degree; he lies down when I sit, and walks when I walk, which is more than many good friends can pretend to do....Alexander Pope |
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our life whole....Roger Caras | ||
Bramble 1995-2005
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Tinker 1995-2006
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You were always there when I needed you. Devoted, loving and true.
No one could have wished for a friend more dearer than you. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 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 Boatswain, a Dog. ~George Gordon, Lord Byron, "Inscription on the Monument of a Newfoundland Dog" *~*~*~*~*~*~* Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring--it was peace." - Milan Kundera |
Kipper
1985-1995
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You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us...Robert Louis Stevenson
"All in the town were still asleep, |
Ziggy
1980- 1993
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If a Dog Be Well Rememberedby Ben Hur Lampman
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Beau by Jimmy StewartHe never came to me when I would call When he was young Discipline was not his bag He bit lots of folks from day to day, He set the house on fire On the evening walks, and Gloria took him, He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on, But every once in a while, he would stop in his tracks We are early-to-bedders at our house-- He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs, And before very long And there were nights when I'd feel him And there were nights when I'd feel this stare He would wake up at night And now he's dead. And there are nights when I think Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
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When God Made the Earth and Sky When God made the Earth and sky, The flowers and the trees, And when his work was finished, And so he traveled land and sea
The Father sniffed and softly said,
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a delightful song and video on YouTube: GoD And DoG by Wendy J Franciscovisit Wendy's website at http://www.godanddog.org/
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