When God calls little puppies to dwell with Him above,
We humans always question the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache can compare with the loss of one small 'child',
Who does so much to make this world seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires - always calling the aged to His fold,
And so He picks a rosebud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them and so He picks but few;
To make the land of heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult, yet somehow we must try,
For the saddest word that mankind knows will always be "good-bye".
And so when little pups depart;
We, who are left behind, must realize how much God loves puppies....
For angels are hard to find.
Author Unknown
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And So: God took this little Min Pin of Rita Ann's and made him an angel to help watch over his flock. Grieve not and guilt you must not feel, for you know God only loaned Stormy to you for a short while. Be well our friend. Lobo N Shewolf
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They say memories are a
Rainbow —— so very true.
I never wanted a rainbow ——
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried for you.
If love alone could have saved you,
You would have never left.
In life I loved you dearly ——
In death I love you always.
In my heart you hold a place
No one will ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway,
And heartache makes a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same.
As God calls us
One by one,
The chain will link again.
Author Unknown to me, lobo