Breeder's Prayer--
Dear Lord,
Please open your gates and call St. Francis to come escort this beloved
companion across to the Rainbow bridge.
Assign her to the place of honor, for she has been a faithful servant and has
always done her best to please me.
Bless the hands that sent her to you, for they did this with love and
compassion, freeing her from pain and suffering.
Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss . Help me remember the details of
her life and the love she has shown me.
And, grant me the courage to honor her by sharing those memories with others.
Let her remember me as well, and let her know that I will always love her. And,
when it is my time to pass over into your paradise , please allow her to
accompany those who will bring me home.
Thank you Lord for the gift of her companionship and for the time we've had
together. And, thank you, Lord for the strength to give her to you now.
God Bless my Maggie........
AOE SEL EX AM CH & 2 X SEL CAN CH & GRD CH Rivendell’s Magnolia TC
Amen
[This prayer was a gift to me when Rose-Marie passed away last Thursday. I'm p
aying it forward, with love]
Kate Syssoloff
Rockannand
----- Original Message -----
From: "RivendellP" <RivendellP@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
To: "showgsd" <showgsd-l@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>, "Bob & Nadine Grady"
<rob-n-dine@xxxxxxxxxxx>, "Jennifer Root" <rivendellj@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, "Peggy
Kurz" <mkurzapi@xxxxxxx>
Sent: Thursday, 30 July, 2015 12:25:45 PM
Subject: [ SHOWGSD-L ] "Goodbye Maggie"
She’s been gone less than 24 hours and I still can’t quite fathom that fact.
The cushion next to my chair is empty...as empty as my soul. I somehow expected
I’d see her there this morning as I went for my coffee...but alas it was not to
be.
We think she had a small stroke a week or so ago. Her head tilted to the left
and the light in her eyes didn’t burn as bright. It was no doubt starting to
flicker. She has always been such a “fussy clean girl” and we noticed more
accidents. Her head didn’t rise from the pillow as often or as fast. The light
in her eyes was going dimmer. Our hearts were dimming, too. We knew that
yesterday was coming although we prayed it would not. Some time ago I wrote “Da
List” a post titled “My Sunday With Maggie”. I saved it and the kind responses
in my Special folder I created in my email program. It’s there with the post
saying goodbye to Molly and those responses, too. Why is it so hard to say
Goodbye? Why are we so selfish to believe they will live forever? It is,
without doubt, the most difficult part of our sport. We tend to outlive them
all...except the ones we will leave behind.
Maggie went to see Grandpa Nick on the very cushion I mentioned
earlier...surrounded by her “family”...Jenn...Peggy...& me. We found a
wonderful vet who came to the house. She was so nice...so caring...so
appropriate for the moment. We all were spared the bright lights and the stark
stainless steel of a vets office. It was as it should be...in our new home
amidst family and caring people. The end result was no less sad but my heart
leaps with the thought of Nick once again...lunging that never ending ball of
fire and energy...Magnolia as he has done so many times before. So many
memories...so many...
It was time tho...it was time. AOE SEL EX AM CH & 2 X SEL CAN CH & GRD CH
Rivendell’s Magnolia TC HSAs is at rest.
Paul