forgetful to entertain strangers:
for thereby some
have entertained angels unawares."
A loving aura
fills the sky
as you rest on clouds of fleece,
and angels gently tuck you
may you sleep in heavenly peace.
September 30, 1999 my Ginger crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
A loving but
trying your patience type of dog,
was as fast as the wind when I was working
I never knew which Ginger I had, until I sent her.
Ginger the Great Herding Dog.
Ginger the Wicked Witch of the East.
Ginger the Clown.
At my age, death is ever present, people
have come and gone,
many I cannot remember but in my mind all my dogs that have
passed over the Bridge.......
I remember each one......jas
Orry was a
who very much enjoyed himself in obedience here in Belgium.
most important thing to him
was to be the best family dog that he could.
always be in our hearts.
He's just my
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
my other ears that hear
above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.
told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being.
By the way he
rests against my leg.
By the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile.
way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
(I think it makes him
sick with worry when he is not along to care for me).
When I am wrong, he is
delighted to forgive.
when I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
when I am
happy, he is joy unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he
Without him, I am only another man.
With him, I am all-powerful.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
He is loyalty itself.
With him, I know a
secret comfort and a private peace.
He has brought me understanding where before
I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my
is protection against my fears of the dark and unknown things.
prmised to wait for me....whenever....wherever.
In case I need him.
And I expect
I will....as I always have.
He is my
Where would you
like to go next?