Pet Poetry

 

                                                 To those of us that have lost a pet and still

                                                 grieve their passing. Sent to us from the

                                               Veterinary Hospital after we lost our Lolita.

Good Dogs

  by Louise Bouchard

              A while ago, I read about a place where all the good dogs

                                                       go.....

 

                                  It's a place, not too far away,

 

                      With rolling meadows where they can play.

 

                            They gather there.... While they wait,

 

                                 Our coming on a future date.

 

 

 

                        They roam and jump and bark with joy,

 

                               No longer old, no longer slow.

 

                       Regained they have their youthful spunk,

 

                    Their hearts resorted with a new lease on life.

 

 

 

                                    Ivory, Figa,  Houston too,

 

                      And Jodie and Cody with their younger brew.

 

                               They play and lay around all day,

 

                      With no one to tell them when to sit and stay.

 

 

 

                                 And so it is, we must prepare,

 

 They will be waiting for our last return, To join with them once again

 

 

 

 

  If every cat and horse and dog, awaits their master beyond the fog,

 

                               Imagine the reunion that will be,

 

                     Once they catch our scent from behind the tree.

 

 

 

                        In bounds and leaps they will come forth.

 

                          To give us the welcome we so adore.

 

                               Never again shall we be apart,

 

                  From creatures that put so much joy in our heart

 

 

 

     So if it's time for your pet to depart,  Don't despair and have a  heart.      

 

    Remember they're all waiting there, For our arrival from the      

 

                             world  we   use to share.

          

 

                 

                 The    Rainbow Bridge

 

 

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of it's many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.

 

When our beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other.

 

 

There is only one thing misssing. They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up! The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!

 

You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and againd and again and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.

 

Then you cross the Rainbw Bridge together, never again to be separated.

 

                                                   Anonymous                      

                  My Forever Friend

 

 

                        I know that it must be different

                        

                         Now that I am no longer here

 

                        I realize how much I was loved

 

                            and how all of you did care.

 

 

 

                           I know it will be hard at first

 

                          when you look around for me.

 

                          Expecting to find me in my bed

 

                             or beside my favorite tree.

 

 

 

                        Someday you will begin to see,

 

                         although it'll take some time.

 

                       the memories are yours and mine.

 

 

 

                         I'll remember you, my family

 

                      and how much you meant to me.

 

                 So please don't grieve and don't be sad,

 

                           it was just my time to leave.

  "Torbec's Lovely Lady Lolita"

             1996- 2008

 

Lolita was Standard Poodle she was anorexic all her life, had hip dysplasia and in the end had to be put down due to a twisted stomach. We miss her terribly but would not buy another Standard Poodle .

Our little Tuffy guy.  2000- 2008. Had to have him put to sleep October 30th, It was indeed a very sad day for me. I miss you little man but will meet with you again at the Rainbow Bridge.

 

                            Cat Poem

 

                                          by Linda Barnes

 

                             The cats who've shared our lives

 

                              In subtle ways they let us know

 

                                  Their spirits still survives.

 

                                Old habits still make us think

 

                                We hear a meow at the door.

 

                                Or step back when we drop

 

                                 A tasty morsel on the floor

 

                             Our feet still go around the place

 

                                 The food dish used to be.

 

                         And sometimes coming home at night.

 

                                  We miss them terribly

 

                       And although time may bring new friends

 

                                 And a new food dish to fill

 

                              That one place in our hearts

 

                           Belongs to them.......and always will. 

 

 

 

I Rescued a Human Today...

 

Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels.

 

I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she
wouldn't be afraid.

As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn't want her to know that I hadn't been walked today. Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn't want her to think poorly of them.

As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn't feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone's life.

She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.

 Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms. I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.

I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven't walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one. I rescued a human today.
 

With Love from a Lonely Dog   I wish someone would tell me What it is I have done wrong, And why I must be chained outside And left alone so long.   They seemed so glad to have me When I came here as a pup, There were so many things we'd do While I was growing up.   The master said he'd train me As a companion and a friend, The mistress said she'd never fear To be alone again.   The children said they'd feed me And brush me everyday, They'd play with me and walk me If I would only stay.   But now the master hasn't time The mistress say's I shed, She won't let me in the house Not even to be fed.   The children never walk me They always say, "not now!", I do wish I could please them Can someone tell me how?   All I had, you see, was love I wish someone would explain, Just why they said they wanted mine Then left it on a chain.   Author : Edith Lassen Johnson    Thank  you Wendy for letting me know that your Grandmother wrote this.  It is a   wonderul poem and brings tears to my eyes every time I read it. I have enjoyed it over than 25 years

           Lend Me a Pup 

 

I will lend to you for awhile
a puppy, God said,
For you to love him while he lives
and to mourn for him when he is gone.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
or maybe for two or three.
But will you, till I call him back
take care of him for me ?
 
He'll bring his charms to gladden you
and (should his stay be brief)
you'll always have his memories
as solace for your grief .

I cannot promise that he will stay,
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons tau