Time to get the Kleenex ready!

On Loan

I'll Lend you for a little time,
a dog of mine God said.
For you to love while he lives
and mourn when he is dead.
The years they may be six or
ten or even as few as three.
But will you, 'till I call him back,
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down
there I want this dog to learn.
I've looked the wide world over,
in search for a master true,
and from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him your love,
nor think the labour vain,
nor hate me when I come to call
to take him back again?
We answered in sincerity,
Dear Lord,Thy will be done.
For all the joy this dog shall bring,
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
and love him while we may,
And for the happiness we will know,
we'll ever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him
much sooner then we planned,
We'll know the bitter grief that comes,
and try to understand.

"There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge  together, never again to be separated."

In Memory

The time arrived my job all done
Now I frolic above the sun
In time you'll see me, you know I'll wait
Up here for you by the pearly gate.

Till then do me proud and continue on
I live in my daughters and in my sons
I go now with a bark and some cheer
A bark that you will, again one day hear.



If it be I grow frail and weak,
And pain should wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle can't be won.

You will be sad - I understand
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day. more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.

We've had so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer...so
When the time comes, please let me go.

Take me where all my needs they'll tend,
But stay with me until the end.
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see

I know in time you too will see,
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.

Do not grieve that it should be you
Who must decide this thing to do.
We've been so close-we two-these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.


A Gift.....

And the Lord said, "I will give you a gift, a precious gift that will gladden your heart and make your life richer and happier than you imagined possible.  There is a small problem attached to the gift, a bit of generosity is required of you.  You must, whenever the time comes, be willing to give the gift back to me.  That will be a test of your confidence in how your life is unfolding.  You must be willing to part with that gift even though it has become terribly precious to you.  I do not ask you to be unemotional; you may grieve and cry and feel all the normal natural feelings that arise when you lose something precious.  That certainly signifies that the gift was a true treasure to you and that it has been a blessing in your life.

The difficult test is that you love me enough to permit me to take your treasure away from you so that it will be with me. You are faced with a dilemma; are you to risk some sadness and grief far down the road in order to gain immediate joy and companionship? That is your question; that is your choice.

What I will give you will be a stranger at first but the manner and the nature of it will be to insinuate itself into your soul and to become part, a lovely part, of your life.  You will find this new friend to be anxious to please and amenable to training.  You will find that it becomes part of your family and will add much to the harmony of that family.  It will teach you lessons you didn't know you needed and it will affirm its love for you in a hundred, nay a thousand different ways.  It will bring joy in the morning when the day is just beginning and it will bring peace and contentment as it sleeps by y our feet and asks nothing more than to love and to be loved.

That stranger will become a friend and then a companion and a trusted ally.  That stranger will teach you more than a little about its kin and the manners and maxims of the denizens of its world.  You will see and hear your world through a new set of eyes and ears and, if you pay attention, you might get a bit of an idea of the importance of the world of smell.  This isn't difficult knowledge to gather in the presence of this gift.  You only have to watch, listen and hear.

I can almost guarantee that when time comes for me to call this gift, this "loaner" friend, home you will be heart broken at having to give it up.  If you have a heart at all it will break.  But this is a loan and you do not really "possess" it.  It is yours for a while and then it has to come home to me.  You must be willing to suffer pain if you hunger for joy.  You must be willing to lose it all if you are given the world.  But even if your life will never be the same, you cannot help but change for the good.  Your life will be spangled with memories of joy and satisfaction; of pride and humility.  You will be left with wonderful memories and you will be left yearning to repeat that experience again.

I'll be there with another loan.  I'll be there with a new being that will be as different from the first as different can be and you will learn to love it too. It will never be the way it was but it could be even better.  All I ask is that you have an open mind and a heart that will hold a dog.

Bob Blakely

What is Time??

Dear God,

What is "Time"? I hear the sadness in the voices of
workers here. They say my "Time is up", that they have to make room for yet another dog.

My "Time" is up. I don't know what that means, God. I only know that my new friends are so sad, and the more I wag my tail---the harder I try to make them feel better--the sadder they become.

I know I have heard that word "Time" before, but I
don't understand. When I was younger, my people would say "Time to play!" They would throw the ball, and I would run fast. Sometimes I brought it back to them, but other times we'd end up chasing each other having fun.

I remember "Time to eat". My people would put down a bowl of food, and I would enjoy dinner, wagging my tail in joy. There was also "Time for your walk". My boy would put my leash on, and we would go walking together, visiting the neighborhood and enjoying each other's company.

When I was younger I thought "Time" meant fun. Or
maybe Love? I don't understand. "Time" must mean
something else, but how can it change, God? Before I came here, I heard my people say, "No time to feed you now, boy. Later, when I get home." Sometimes my family would forget, and there was no food in my bowl.

Does "Time" mean when my belly hurts?
My people said there was no time for walks. I tried to hold it all day long-- but God, I just couldn't
anymore. When I finally had to go, it made my family very angry.

Does "Time" means anger? Or maybe Loneliness?
My family said they didn't have "Time". They didn't
have time to play, or time to take me to the vet, or
time to go for walks. They didn't have "Time", so they brought me here.

Maybe I was right... They said they didn't have time, and if "Time" means Love, how did they lose it?
Did I do something wrong?
God, I think my new friends are sending me to you. Do you have "Time"? May I sit on the couch? Am I a good Dog, God?

Is it "Time"?

Letter From Your Pet In Heaven

To my dearest family,
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."

-Author Unknown