Kashmir Snell

Always in my heart

I remember you barking with joy as you jumped into the water, you would always manage to get us to the creek, any pool of water, any creek you would know where to go.
Then you would come next to us and shook yourself as if it could not be done anywhere else.
Perhaps you wanted to show us how good was the water.

You were such a wise dog and fun loving, you never argued with the girls you would let them eat from your bowl when they finished their and tried to get yours.

Such a lovely dog, you will always be in my heart.

Geraldine Snell (Mother) March 3, 2009

~ A Little Dog Angel~

High up in the courts of Heaven today
A little dog-angel waits,
With the other dogs he will not play,
But he sits alone at the Gates:
"For I know my master will come," says he
"And when he comes, he will call for me."

He sees the spirits that pass him by
As they hasten towards the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
As he sits at the gate alone;
"But I know if I just wait patiently
"That someday my Master will come," says he.

And his Master far down on the earth below,
As he sits in his easy chair,
Forgets sometimes, and he whistles low
For the dog that is not there;
And the little dog-angel cocks his ears
And dreams that his Master's call he hears.

And I know when at length his Master waits
Outside in the dark and cold
For the hand of Death to open the gates
That lead to the Courts of Gold,
The little dog-angel's eager bark
Will comfort his soul while he's still in the dark.
(Written by Norah M. Holland, c.1870)

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I just wanted to let you know that I made it home. The journey wasn't an easy one, but it didn't take too long.
Everything is so pretty here, so white, so fresh and new
I wish that you could close your eyes and that you could see it too.
Please try not to be sad for me.
Try to understand
God is taking care of me...I'm in the shelter of His hands.
Here there is no sadness, no sorrow, and no pain. Here there is no crying and I'll never hurt again. Here it is so peaceful when all the angels sing.
I really have to go for now... I've just got to try my wings.
(Author Unknown)

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) February 28, 2009

kASHMIR love you xxxxxxxxx
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LOVE LIBBY AND BARNEY XX WOOF,WOOF,

Irene Currier (Close Friend) February 21, 2009

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Brenda Derrick Leannes Mum February 20, 2009

Symphony

There is no music so gentle,
No sound so sweet,
No praise so pleasant

As the praise, sound, and music
Of that simple word "Love".

The word itself is like a song,
It conjures images of all that is good.

On the lips it's like a soothing drink.

Let's dance, sing, and play
The symphony of love.

Donna February 19, 2009

God saw you were getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So He put his arms around you and whispered, "Come to Me."
With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating, hard working paws to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us;
He Only Takes The Best

Rip XX

Keri L February 18, 2009

Thinking of you. Love Mel. xxx

•♥• My Forever Pet •♥•

There's something missing in my home
I feel it day and night,
I know it will take time and strength
Before things feel quite right.

But just for now, I need to mourn
My heart -- it needs to mend,
Though some may say, "It's just a pet"
I know I've lost a friend.

You've brought such laughter to my home
And richness to my days,
A constant friend through joy or loss
With gentle, loving ways.

Companion, friend, and confidante
A friend I won't forget,
You'll live forever in my heart
My sweet, forever pet.

(Susanne Taylor)

•♥• It Wouldn't Be Heaven •♥•

I got to the gate of Heaven today, after we said goodbye,
I began to miss you terribly, because I heard you cry.

Suddenly there was an Angel, and she asked me to enter Heaven's gate,
I asked her if I could stay outside for someone who would be late.

I wouldn't make much noise, you see, I wouldn't bark or howl,
I'll only wait here patiently and play with my tennis ball.

The angel said I could stay right here and wait for you to come,
Because Heaven just wouldn't be Heaven if I went in alone.

So I'll wait right here, you take your time, but keep me in your heart,
Because Heaven just wouldn't be Heaven without you to warm my heart.

— Author Unknown

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) February 16, 2009

YOU WERE HERE

As I sit in those moments of quiet,
When sadness invades me,
I know that yesterday,
You were here.

Now you are away from us,
Not knowing your future,
Or when you'll come home, but yesterday,
You were here.

It has now been a week,
A week since you last were in the house,
An entire week since we carried you away,
To the place where we did not know your future,
But just last week,
You were here.

Another day passes;
a week ago, you were still with us,
In daily reports from the clinic,
They did not know your future,
But we could still hope, and,
You were here.

More days pass,;
A week ago you left us,
Your head cradled in our hands,
Your spirit gracefully moving upward,
But for a few hours of that day,
You were here.

Sadness invades again,
As I know that once those hours pass,
I can no longer look back,
Over the span of a familiar week's time,
To find that comforting point when,
You were here.

More time will pass;
Sadness will not so much invade as menace,
And I will mark the days,
Saying things like,
"last month, last summer, last Halloween, last year,"
You were here.

I dread that day,
One year from now,
That first marking of the time,
That your body was no longer with us;
Though we will never forget you,
Your tangible memory fades,
The feel of your fur, your head, your back, your weight against us,
The smell and sounds of you when,
You were here.

The emptiness is beginning to fade,
To change into another reality,
One with you still playing a part,
But a role of ethereal presence rather than physical comfort we crave;
Your memory, your spirit, your essence and counsel,
Dwell with us, but this feeling is not the same as when,
You were here.


Author: Jenine Stanley
Copyright (c) Jenine Stanley, 1999

Jayne Roddy February 15, 2009

Time to Go

The time has come I think you know
the Lord is calling so I must go
I love you so much; I wish it wasn't so
I wish I could stay; I don't want to go

You're the best family a dog ever had
so kind and gentle, never mean or mad
I'll never forget the day that we met
I was so lucky to become your pet

You opened your door and showed me your heart
I'll never forget you; we'll never part
You loved me and cared for me over the years
you taught me everything and took away my fears

The Lord is calling now I must go
but before I go I want you to know
I know it hurts to lose a friend
but I'll always be with you even to the end.

Gillian Brown (GTS Friend) February 8, 2009

Home At Last

The trees were blowing in the gentle breeze
The sun was shining thru the leaves on the trees,
The meadows are green and the grass grows tall
Off in the distance you can see a waterfall.

Over the falls; down through the creek
The water flows gently as a rabbit sneaks a peek,
Far up above in the deep blue sky
The birds soar high as they fly by.

The animals play
At the bridge by the waterfall chasing each other
and just having a ball
They play all day from morning to night
There's no more rain; just warm sunlight.

Off in the distance, the trumpets would blow
All would look up and notice a bright glow,
The harps would play and the angels would sing
As another pet has come home, who had earned their wings.

(Written by John Quealy)

Mel Xxxxx (GTS Friend) February 7, 2009