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Diesel at 3 months old
My Brother's dog Diesel died Saturday September 24. My brother is torn up and my heart aches for him in this time of loss. We are all sad that Diesel was only with us for such a short time. Diesel was a goofy, mischievous, excitable, AWESOME dog. And we will NEVER forget you!
"There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face." ~Ben Williams
"The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too." ~Samuel Butler
"There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face." ~Ben Williams
"The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too." ~Samuel Butler
Kasey
unknown - September 12, 2011
I had to put my Kasey man down. After 7 great years with him. I know that Abbey will greet him and they will be friends.
And they will be looking down on us from a dog paradise!
"Don't cry because it's over.
Smile because it happened."
~Ted Geisel (Dr. Seuss)
"Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole."
~Roger Caras
And they will be looking down on us from a dog paradise!
"Don't cry because it's over.
Smile because it happened."
~Ted Geisel (Dr. Seuss)
"Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole."
~Roger Caras
Macavity
April 1, 1994 - June 3, 2011
Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him...
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
Macavity
T.S. Eliot got it wrong, however. My Macavity was not the "fiend in feline shape" of his namesake. He had the sweetest nature, was a friend to all who came to call. He was a polydactyl, with 24 toes instead of the usual 18, and while that was short of the world record of 27, he liked to lie with his front legs extended, the better to show off the extras. More a gourmand than a gourmet, he had an inordinate interest in his next mealtime which turned the tall, thin frame of his youth into a rounder shape. He was a master mouser, though he seemed to regard the mice in the barn as some kind of pets to be ignored. And an expert puppy-raiser who conveyed the news, firmly but not dangerously, that cats do not like canine roughhousing. No wonder he was the best friend of every other feline in this house. Macavity always came into his own in summer, basking on a deck, patrolling the farm for pests. He'll not feel the summer sun this year. Rest easy old boy.
Suzanne Zwarun
Suzanne Zwarun
Christie
Christie, who is thankfully still with us, enjoying a winter walk with her mom Lynn.