I took the above photo this past weekend, two days before her death, because I thought she looked cute in her "Everyone Loves A Redhead" t-shirt.Rosie: July 1999 - October 2008
Monday night, when I got home from work, I found that one of our poodles, Rosie was very sick.
I won't go into detail, but will just say that in a matter of a few hours, she went from normal to dying as I held her for her final breath.
We are all stunned and heartbroken still.
Rosie was a true lap dog. She loved nothing more than being in one of our's lap.
In December of 1999, Lovely Wife found an add for her on the internet. A person in Dothan, Alabama had a red poodle for sale.
I had just sold some camera equipment and bought an acoustic guitar for playing at church, and with the money left, we went to Dothan and bought Rosie.
So when she wanted to be held, I would sweet talk her with the story of how Mama found her on the internet, and we took a trip to Dothan, Alabama to get her.
She was four months old when we got her, and had been in a crate so much that she had no idea how to play like other dogs. She never did learn to like and want to play with squeaky toys and balls like our other dogs do. But if we got on the floor to play with the dogs, she would sometimes get worked up and play tug-o-war with a toy.
But most of the time, as we tried to play with the dogs, she'd come and get right up against you just wanting to be petted instead of playing. So we'd have to love on her with one hand and tug or throw toys with the other and the other dogs.
This hurt is still way too raw to write much right now; her sudden sickness and death has us all still in shock.
The reality is that, when you have a pet, you will most likely outlive them. But nine years is not that old for a miniature poodle. She should have had at least five or six more years and her passing has left a gaping hole in my heart.
I love you Rosie. I always will. And I'll always remember you, to my own dying day. From now on, one of my great desires will be to see you again someday in heaven.
I'll sit and hold you as long as you want, and I'll have little bites of cheese to feed you, I promise.
I miss you so much.
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Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had 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 quivers. 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, never to be parted again. 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 Rainbow Bridge together....
Hugs to you and lovely wife xxx
So sorry Rosie is gone. This tender post tells how much you loved her and the big empty hole that's there now.
CG's thoughts about Rainbow Bridge is something you will have to keep forever. Just awesome thoughts.
I have to say I didn't think up Rainbow Bridge. No-one knows the author. Someone sent it to me when I lost my Charlie.I've passed it on many times since then. You're in my thoughts, John.
Oh, So sorry to hear of your loss. Losing a pet is hard. I haven't been here in awhile it seems but my computer is running a little slow.
oh John. I am sorry. Hugs to you and your family.
Also, how's your back doing these days? And how's your brother now? Seems like ages since I left Florida......to think of it, it's gonna be a year soon.
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