Poems and Stories

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 it was 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 - 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 be filled She had her time, it was 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, Ever 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