"The Best Place to Bury your Dog, is Deep Within your
Ch. Dromore's Perrier, Am/Can. CDX, TD, TT, HC, VT
BORN: August 17, 1979
DIED: June 18, 1994
I'll miss your glad Good Mornings.
The sigh that said Good Night.
I'll miss your head upon my knee,
Your dark eyes gentle, bright.
You gave me the best you had
To do well in the ring.
I'll miss tracking in the winter
And "Frisbee". starting spring.
You wer a friend beyond compare.
Though you've left us all behind,
I can't let go of memories.
You're gentle on my mind.
----By a friend of Linda and Perri
Ch. Janelle's Folic'n Around, CD, CGC, TT, HC
BORN: February 18, 1990
DIED: February 15, 1999
Both Perri and Cassie are lovingly missed by Linda
Vincent P. Costa
BORN: October 13, 1950
DIED: December 19, 1993
God must have known there would be times
we'd need a word of cheer,
someone to praise a triumph
or brush away a tear.
He must have known we'd need to share
the joy of "little things",
in order to appreciate
the happiness life brings.
I think He knew our troubled hearts
would sometimes throb with pain,
at trials and mis fortunes
or some goals we can't attain.
He knew we'd need the comfort
of an understanding heart,
to give us the strength and courage
to make a fresh, new start.
He knew we'd need companioship
and so God answered the heart's great need
with a CHERISHED FRIEND...like you.
Vinnie, I will forever miss you!
----With much love, Sherry Zbar
Ch. Cloud Cap P.T. Barnum, CDX
BORN: April 22, 1983
DIED: April 6, 1989
There is an Indian legend
which says when a human dies there is a
they must cross to enter into heaven.
At the head of that bridge waits
every animal that human encountered during their lifetime.
The animals, based
upon what they know of this person,
decide which humans may cross the
and which are turned away.......
E.C.H.O. for Him de Bejaune
BORN: February 16, 1989
DIED: November 7, 1993
Cloud Cap E.M.I.L.Y. for Him
BORN: September 17, 1989
DIED: March 27, 1999
Emily has now joined Vinnie, E.C.H.O. and PT Barnum.
Loved and greatly missed by Sherry Zbar and Dennis
Do not stand by my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not
I am a thousand words that blow,
I am the diamond glint on
I am the sunlight on ripen grain,
I am the gentle autumn
When you awake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting
Of quiet birds in circling flight.....
I am the soft starshine at
So do not stand by my grave and cry....
I am not there, I did not
Where would you
like to go next?