Foal Farm Animal Rescue Center

Treasure each moment, don`t be cross

when you find one glove and the other`s lost

when the face gazing up at you seems to say

"Now where did i put that yesterday?"



Don`t be cross when the day is done

and he wants to play and have some fun

when he finds his ball and as a treat

lays it before your aching feet.



Don`t be cross when it`s pouring with rain

and he wants to go out in the garden again

when the muddy paws leave an endless track

from the front hall door to the kitchen mat.



Don`t be cross when your favourite shrub

spends most of the time outside its tub

when the lawn resembles a putting green

full of more holes than you`ve ever seen.



Treasure each moment, make them last

for the time will come when they`re over and passed

when the soft brown eyes are laid to rest

remember he tries to do his best.



Treasure each moment deep in your heart

for when the time comes and you have to part

you will know for certain that comes what may

you wouldn`t have changed a single day.



Be grateful and happy for all you`ve shared

content that he knew you really cared

treasure each moment and all that`s gone

then repeat it again with another one!

What matters the most to me- about a dog

I like to chew, I like to bite
I like to play, I like to smell
I like to bark, I like to growl
I like to have fun, I like to have a good time I like to eat, I like to drink I like to smile, I like to go wild But most of all, I like to be loved, not hurt or un-cared for Just be with the one person who loves me and I love them.

The BEST Gift Ever

In the summer, last year
we got a very special gift,
"I love her, Thank you" I shouted aloud
My mum and dad where so proud
I kissed and kissed her,
her small little body
she's the best,
the best in the west
Sadly we couldn't keep her,
we thought it would be unfair,

" I love you, your the best gift ever"

In Memory of Skye Woodham - West Highland Terrier Puppy

OUR EPITAPH TO TEDDY - OUR ‘RAGS TO RICHES’ FRIEND

1st APRIL 1994 - 30th AUGUST 2008

BLACK MINIATURE DACHSHUND


So quiet it was in the way he left us
It gave us no time to realise
As he fell from our grasp into the hands of Professionals
That it was to be - His Last Goodbye

He was ours for only six lovely years
And ‘twas a ‘rags to riches’ affair
But from the time Teddy crossed our path
He had a world beyond compare

Neglected he was, for nine long years
No comfort, love or tasty food
He ate whatever was thrown down to him
With not even a bowl to hold anything good

A collar permanently around his neck
Chewing his fur into tangles and balls
No garden to run in and smell the grass
He sat at a closed gate to see who would pass

We always knew him as his owner was our friend
Regular visitor to our house he was
Always we hoped and prayed, that in the end
The day would come when he was ours

The day arrived when his owner died
When no one else would take him
We accepted him with our open arms
And the rest of his life, was of our making

Washed, dried, brushed and feted
Teddy revelled in his new home
He joined his brother ‘Bracken’ in his bed
And settled in as if he had always been - ‘Our Ted’

He barked a lot as in the past
It was the only way he got attention
With us though, there was no need of that
As we were here for his every expectation

At night he lay between us, at the bottom of the bed
Sighing deeply in his blanket, dreaming away
What thoughts would go through Teddy’s mind
Ah! Maybe of the unhappy life he had left behind

Soon his coat shone, his eyes gleamed, his tail wagged
As at last he had a life worth living
What pleasure and love he gave to us
He was our Teddy now -we did all the giving

So now Ted has gone, and the pain has eased
But memories of him still abound
We gave him the best years of his life
We wish - ‘o how we wish he was still around

Readers, I say to you at the end
That should a chance arrive
To give a home to some poor pet
You will always have a loyal friend

All dog lovers will understand
The pain we eventually get
But it’s worth it all, even at the endTo have shared your life with a pet

MITZI

She was our beloved ‘Mitzi’, our
Daughter, our child -
She was one of us, intelligent, almost
With a mortals mind -
We always knew the day would come -
When we would have to say goodbye.
But we never knew how much that break
Would make us cry and cry -

The void that she has left behind -
Will never e’re be filled
She had her time, ‘ twas in the plan
That our Dear Lord has willed

Tis a path we all must walk, whether
Dog or man -
That’s the way it has always been,
E’re since time began

We have so many memories of ‘Mitzi’, our
Beloved friend
Our lives were wrapped around her
Right up to the end

Later, we shall laugh again about the
Times gone past -
But now our hearts are breaking as her life
Ebbs from our grasp


19th September 1971 - 13th July 1985

BRACKEN

8th July 1985 - 7th June 1994


Why should a dog so loved, be taken from
Us so - cruelly
He was the light of our lives - Better loved
Was no dog - surely

Our hearts have been ripped open, yet again
And we wonder - why ?
Our tears have fallen in torrents, as we
Cry and cry

He was our second pet, and our last, we say , how can we
Suffer like this again - another day !

The memories he has left behind
Will always with us be -
His lovely eyes, white teeth and face -
A pleasure for all to see

Goodbye, our darling Bracken, your Mum and Dad
Loved you to the end
A part of us died with you, our dearest darling friend

No more kisses, no more hugs
As you have let us go -
I wish I had stayed at hoe last week,
But how was I to know ?

God had other plans for you -
To take you to His House
Have a lovely life there-
And wait for us to come.


Bracken was a black and tan, long haired miniature dacshshund