Our beautiful girl Lucy passed on this week, after 3 short years with us. I can’t remember a time before her adoption, it seemed like we had already met the first time we ever laid eyes on each other…she was more human than dog, a confident little miss with an iron will, but was so soft and gentle and sweet. At the sound of our voices her tail would flutter with joy and she loved nothing more than riding in the car with her ears blowing in the wind. She was my baby girl, my best friend, as close as any human daughter. How on earth are we going to go on without ever burying our faces in her fur or ever getting a Lucy kiss again? but I know we ,must, day by day, learn to live without her. Thank you Monika, without Doggie Rescue this great love affair would never have been – Regards, Nerida Sleaman A dog for Jesus (Where dogs go when they die) I wish someone had given Jesus a dog. As loyal and loving as mine. To sleep by His manger and gaze in His eyes And adore Him for being divine. As our Lord grew to manhood His faithful dog, Would have followed Him all through the day. While He preached to the crowds and made the sick well And knelt in the garden to pray. It is sad to remember that Christ went away. To face death alone and apart. With no tender dog following close behind, To comfort its Master's Heart. And when Jesus rose on that Easter morn, How happy He would have been, As His dog kissed His hand and barked it's delight, For The One who died for all men. Well, the Lord has a dog now, I just sent Him mine, The old pal so dear to me. And I smile through my tears on this first day alone, Knowing they're in eternity. Day after day, the whole day through, Wherever my road inclined, Four feet said, "Wait, I'm coming with you!" And trotted along behind. Rudyard Kipling Back to Memorials page |
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