In Memory Of Our Sweet Stinker


He went to doggie heaven April 18, 2009
This picture was taken just a few days before he died
3 Vets couldn't tell us why he was ill, one was a Specialist



I Haven’t Left At All

I saw you gently weeping as you looked through photographs
You paused for just a moment at one that made you laugh.
But as you turned more pages the tears began to flow
You whispered that you missed me but I want you to know;
I softly licked those stinging tears that down your cheeks did fall
I want to help you understand I haven’t left at all.

On those days that you are overcome with sorrow, pain and grief
I rest my head upon your leg to offer some relief.
When you take our walking path I’ve seen you turn around
Because I know you surely heard my paws upon the ground.

At night while you are sleeping I snuggle at your side
You stroke my fur as you touch that place where I used to lie.
You said it’s just your heart playing tricks upon your mind
But rest assured I’m really there, my spirit’s left behind.

I know your heart is hurting; it’s like an open sore
You think my life has ended and you won’t see me anymore.
But for those of us bound tight by love, death is not the curtain call;
It’s really the eternal beginning that waits for us all
So, dear Master as you live your life I patiently await
For us to be together when you pass through Heaven’s gate.









Stinker was 11 years old soon to be 12 on May 22, 2009
He was so loved and will be missed forever


His Last Birthday with Us
and yes, we all wore the birthday hats, smile.



In The Arms of the Angels




Sea of Dreams






I know my sweet Stinker, it was hard for you to breath and all those pills upset
your stomach. Just wish you could have hung on a little longer.
But I guess you were too tired to keep fighting whatever you had.
We tried so hard for months to save you. No one knew
what was wrong, every test was done, endless blood work.
So sorry Stinker we couldn't easy your pain, we will all be together one day
Your Daddy will bring your favorite Baby toy
Cause you were a Daddys boy, smile. So he will bring your favorite toys when he sees you.






Nov. 28, 2010
I made this page for you stinker, the day you died.
I know you were a Daddy's boy, but you meant the world to me.
I taught you all kinds of commands and you did them well.
I saw the look in your eyes the night before you died.
I had to leave you with the vet. so you could get fluids in you.
Your eyes said please don't leave me....
I worried all night about you. Went and got you next day you seemed some better.
That morning Mike told me you slept in my spot on the bed (something you never had done).
That morning I carried you outside and layed you on a towel, Mike and I sat by you on the ground.
I went inside for a min. and when I came back, Mike said you were dead.
He didn't try to revive you, he said it was your time to go................
Mommie will never forget you,

txPepper














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