En niet meer slapen kan van pijn,
Doe dan wat nodig is. Want och…
Die laatste dag verliest men toch.
Ik weet dat het je droef zal maken
Dwing toch jezelf niet te verzaken:
Dan, meer dan enig andere dag
Blijkt wat je liefde echt vermag.
Wij hadden 't jarenlang zo goed;
Dat geeft ons ook die laatste moed.
Jij wilt toch ook niet dat ik lijd?
Laat mij toch gaan te rechter tijd
En breng mij waar men hulp mij biedt.
én bede slechts: verlaat mij niet!
Houd mij zacht pratend tegen j'aan
Totdat mijn ogen breken gaan.
Je weet, al is het later pas,
Dat dit heus voor mijn bestwil was.
Al gaf mijn staart zijn laatste groet,
Ik lijd niet meer en dat is goed.
Treur niet omdat het lot bewerkt dat jij,
Juist jij, mijn tijd beperkt.
Wij waren toch elkaar zo na!
Laat dat je troost zijn als ik ga.
De vriendschap van een hond is vriendschap voor het leven Voor een ander niet te zien hoeveel een hond kan geven
Want ben je eens verdrietig dan kijkt hij je aan Alsof hij zeggen wil ik zal altijd naast je staan
En als je dan weer vrolijk bent dan slaat hij met zijn staart En blaft alsof hij zeggen wil dat hebben we weer geklaard
Zo`n vriendschap is een wonder een wonder om te beleven Zo`n vriendschap kan geen mens geen mens kan zoiets geven
Heaven's Doggy Door My best friend closed his eyes last night, As his head lay in my hand. The doctors said he was in pain, And it was hard for him to stand. The thoughts that scurried through my head, As I cradled him in my arms, Were of his younger puppy years, And Oh... his many charms. Today there was no gentle nudge, With an intense "I love you" gaze. Only a heart that's filled with tears, Remembering our joy-filled days. But an Angel just appeared to me, And said, "You should cry no more, God also loves our canine friends, He's installed a doggy door!" Author Unknown
Als ik straks oud ben, ziek en zwak, en pijn verjaagt de slaap, als onrust neemt van mij bezit, doe dan wat onvermijdelijk is, en laat me gaan..... de laatste goede daad. Beslis voor mij en wees niet laf. Past eigenliefde bij de vriendschap die ik gaf, of uitstel.... tot het beter past bij een verloren strijd? Ik ben niet bang tijdens die laatste gang. Jij loopt niet weg: je kijkt me aan, je noemt me bij mijn naam en houdt me stevig vast. Vandaag voor het laatst groet ik je met mijn hondestaart..... wat jij liet doen, deed je voor mij: je hebt me nog meer pijn bespaard, voor zinloos lijden mij bewaard. Een zwaar besluit? Nee, ....huil nu niet. Een wijs besluit dat werd gegrond op een oud en uniek verbond: jij bent mijn baas en ik jouw hond.
Mijn hond is dood. Een traan ontsprong mijne oogen, Toen hij de zijne sloot; Ik schaam mij niet: ik ben bewogen: Hij is dood. Hij hing me aan 't lijf; hij kleefde me aan de kleeren Hij kwispelde aan mijn zij'; Nog stervend sloeg hij menig keeren Het brekend oog op mij. Hoe dikwijls lag hij naast mij op de zoden Aan gindschen eik, als ik, de stad In 't vreedzaam avontuur ontvloden, Te peinzen en te mijmren zat! 'k Wil aan dien eik voor hem een grafterp stichten Hij heeft die eer verdiend. Beschijnt hem minzaam, hemellichten! Hij was mijn trouwste vriend. H. Tollens Cz. 1780-1856 #####
Het mooie op aard... Zit in een dierenhart bewaard. Als deze er niet meer is.... Spreken we over een groot gemis. Denk aan de tijd van weleer.... Dan doet het misschien minder zeer.
God promised at the birth of time, A special friend to give, His time on earth is short, he said, So love him while he lives. It may be six or seven years, Or twelve or then sixteen, But will you, till I call him back, Take care of him for me? A wagging tail and cold wet nose, And silken velvet ears, A heart as big as all outdoors, To love you through the years. His puppy ways will gladden you, And antics bring a smile, As guardian or friend he will, Be loyal all the while. He'll bring his charms to grace your life, And though his stay be brief, When he's gone the memories, Are solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, Since all from earth return, But lessons only a dog can teach, I want you each to learn. Whatever love you give to him, Returns in triple measure, Follow his lead and gain a life, Brim full of simple pleasure. Enjoy each day as it comes, Allow your heart to guide, Be loyal and steadfast in love, As the dog there by your side. Now will you give him all your love, Nor think the labor vain, Nor hate me when I come to call, To take him back again? I fancy each of us would say, "Dear Lord, thy will be done, For all the joy this dog shall bring, The risk of grief we'll run. "We'll shelter him with tenderness, We'll love him while we may, And for the happiness we've known, Forever grateful stay. "But shall the angels call for him, Much sooner than we've planned, We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, And try to understand." Author Unknown
I got to the gate of heaven today, after we said good-bye, I began to miss you terribly, because I heard you cry. Suddenly there was an angel, and she asked me to enter heaven's gate, I asked her if I could stay outside for someone who would be late. I wouldn't make much noise you see, I wouldn't bark or howl, I'll only wait here patiently, and play with my tennis ball. The angel said I could stay right here and wait for you to come, Because heaven just wouldn't be heaven if I went in alone. So I'll wait right here, you take your time, but keep me in your heart, Because heaven just wouldn't be heaven without you to warm my heart.
To my beloved owner, there's some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from the Bridge. Here I dwell with God above. Here there's no more tears of sadness. Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through, God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on." God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight, God and I are closest to you... in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years, because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; Then you can say to God at night... "My day was not in vain." And now I am contented... that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along I made somebody smile. God says: "If you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street with me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind." "And when it's time for you to go... from that body to be free. Remember you're not going... you're coming here to me."
I Am Famous Now
I was born today.One of 10. My Daddy was very famous. I have lots of half brothers and sisters. My Mother is very famous.Since she got famous, she has only had pups. No more Loving hands, no more fun trips.... just puppies. She is always sad when they leave her. I left home today. I didn't want to go, so I hid behind my momma and my three littermates that were left. I didn't like you. But one day they said I would be famous. I wonder; is famous the same as fun and good times? So you picked me up and carried me away,even though you were concerned about me hiding from you. I don't think you like me. My new home is far away.I am scared and afraid. My heart says BE BRAVE. My ancestors were. Did they go to good homes like mine? I'm hungry because I can't eat to much,because it will be bad for my bones. I can't bite or snap when the children are mean to me. I just run and play and pretend I am in a big green field with butterflies and robins and frogs. I can't understand why they kick me. The lady doesn't feed me good things like I had with my mother. She just throws dry food on the ground,then goes away before I get close for touching and petting. Sometimes my food smells bad, but I eat it anyway. Today I had 10 puppies.They are so wonderful and warm. Am I famous now? I wish I could play with them, but they are so tiny. I am so young and playful that it is hard to lay here in this hole under the house nursing my puppies. They are crying now. Iam so hungry, I scratch and worry my fur. I wish someone would throw me some food. I am so thirsty. I now have eight. Two got cold during the night and I couldn't make them warm again. They are gone. We are all very weak. Maybe if I take them out on the porch, we can get some food. Today they took us away. It was too much trouble to feed us and someone came and took us away. Someone grabbed my puppies, they were crying and whimpering. We were all put in a truck with boxes in it. Are my babies famous now? I hope so because I miss them.They are gone. The place smelled of urine, fear, and sickness. Why was I here? I was beautiful like my ancestors. Now Iam hungry, dirty, in pain and unwanted. Maybe the worst is unwanted. No one came though I tried to be good. Today someone came. They put a rope on my neck and led me to a room that was very clean and had a shiny table. They put me on the table. Someone held me and hugged me. It felt so good!!!! Then I felt tired and I laid over. The last one who cared. AM I FAMOUS NOW. Today someone cared. Author Unkown
They Gain Their Wings and Learn to Fly Shelties do not die, they only gain their wings and fly. They will play again I pray, in those green fields far away. Past the gates of pearly white, with other loved ones gone from sight. We will see them once again, at the bridge called Rainbow's end. With a wag of a tail and a jump in the air, we will once again become a pair. Don't be sad this day my friend, just look for the bridge called Rainbow's end. And Remember. Shelties do not die, they gain their wings and learn to fly. Author L.M.Crane, 1998