| Location | Kirkintilloch |
| Age | 10 years |
| Date of Birth | 12/07/1997 |
| Date of Death | 06/06/2008 |
| Visitors | 3,254 since 01/11/2008 |
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sasha was my girl and my baby, she was so loving and friendly, she loved giving people cuddles and
kisses.. she loved company and always loved it when people came to visit us.. she loved kids and
loved having fun with them .. she was just one sook.. i think everyone loved her also.. thats the
kind of dog she was,, she actually thought she was human sometimes.. thats why she was my girl xx
sasha was my best friend.. i could tell her anything and i did... she was always there for me no
matter what... even when i was angry with her!! which wasnt that often as she was a really good baba
girl xx hope she is at peace and happy xxxxx nite nite girl love and miss you loads!! i hope and
pray my girl is at peace!! she didnt suffer too long in her life which i am glad as i would never
have wanted her to ... love so much baba girl.. thats wot i called her.. she was very nosy and
always wanted to know what was in your bag.. she just loved visitors as they came to see her and not
me as it was her they loved more especially the kids!!! her aunt sharon was with me when sasha was
taken from me xx I LOVE AND MISS HER SO MUCH XXXXxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
for my mum xxx
To have loved and then said farewell, is better than to have never loved at all.
For all of the times that you have stooped and touched my head, fed me my favorite treat and returned the love that I so unconditionally gave to you.
For the care that you gave to me so unselfishly.
For all of these things I am grateful and thankful.
I ask that you not grieve for the loss, but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched each others lives. My life was fuller because you were there, not as a master/owner, but as my FRIEND.
Today I am as I was in my youth. The grass is always green, butterflies flit among the flowers and the Sun shines gently down upon all of God's creatures.
I can run, jump, play and do all of the things that I did in my youth. There is no sickness, no aching joints and no regrets and no aging.
We await the arrival of our lifelong companions and know that togetherness is forever.
You live in our hearts as we do in yours. Companions such as you are so rare and unique.
Don't hold the love that you have within yourself. Give it to another like me and then I will live forever. For love never really dies, and you are loved and missed as surely as we are.
lonely is the home without you, to mummy cate its not the same, all the world would be like heaven, for her to have you back again. miss you xxxxxxxx
me and my girl xxxxx
There is alittle corner
where i visit everyday
No-one knows i go there
or how long that i stay.
In this little corner
i speak to you alone
i imagine what it would be like
to have you back at home.
In thia little corner
i hold you really tight
i cuddle,kiss and squeeze you
what a pretty sight.
In this little corner
i tuck us up to sleep
another cuddle
another weep.
Where is this little corner
where we never are apart
its where i always have you with me
its the corner of my heart.
where you will always be
love you loads love mum xxxxxxxx
Angel In The Sky
There is a star in Heaven
and on it is a place,
that's been reserved for you since birth
a place meant for your name.
This star has watched you through the years
but it could not stand alone,
it rested high on angel wings
awaiting your trip home.
You slipped away, I held you close,
your soul flowed through my heart,
I felt your last breath through my tears
I felt your pain depart.
Tonight I looked up to the sky
and there for me to view
was one lone star shining bright
your name was shining too.
You were my angel on this earth,
you're my angel in the sky.
Wait for me, someday you'll see
our names shine side by side.
xxx
Dear Lord, please open your gates
and call St. Francis
to come escort this beloved companion
across the Rainbow Bridge.
Assign her to a place of honor,
for she has been a faithful servant
and has always done her best to please me.
Bless the hands that send her to you,
for they are doing so in love and compassion,
freeing her from pain and suffering.
Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss.
Help me remember the details of her life
with the love she has shown me.
And grant me the courage to honor her
by sharing those memories with others.
Let her remember me as well
and let her know that I will always love her.
And when it's my time to pass over into your paradise,
please allow her to accompany those
who will bring me home.
Thank you, Lord,
for the gift of her companionship
and for the time we've had together.
And thank you, Lord,
for granting me the strength
to give her to you now.
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway
and heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.
ONE MAN'S SPECIAL TRIBUTE TO A DOG
The one absolutely unselfish friend that
a man can have in this selfish world,
the one that never deserts him,
the one that never proves ungrateful
or treacherous, is his dog.
A man's dog stands by him in prosperity
and in poverty,
in health and in sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground where
the wintery winds blow,
and the snow drives fiercely,
if only he may be near his master's
side. He will kiss the hand that has no
food to offer, he will lick the sores
and wounds that come in encounter with
the roughness of the world. He guards
the sleep of his Pauper master as if he
were a prince.
When all other friends desert,
he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation
falls to pieces, he is as constant in
his love as the sun in it's journey
through the heavens.
If misfortune drives the master forth
an outcast in the world, friendless
and homeless, the faithful dog asks
no higher privilege than that of
accompanying him to guard against
danger, to fight against his enemies.
And when the last scene of all comes,
and death takes the master in it's
embrace, and his body is laid away in
the cold ground, no matter if all other
friends pursue their way, there by the
graveside will the noble dog be found,
his head between his paws, his eyes sad,
but open in alert watchfulness,
faithful and true, even in death.
-From a speech given by
Former Senator George Graham Vest
of Missouri. Delivered in 1870 when he
was acting as a lawyer in a suit against
a man who had killed the dog of his
client. -- He won the case.
You may find that a soul-- a bit smaller in size than your own--seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg-- very very lightly.
(passage from Maya rose)
I never speak with words, but your heart can hear me true. This is how I am made.
Remember when I came into your life? Did something in your soul come alive and open up to the calling in my eyes? How did you understand what I offered to you?
Somehow you knew something special was being offered and took it gladly, with a knowledge deep and sure that I would not betray you. I had no speech and yet you understood what I had to share with you.
I came to you as flesh, like yours, and as blood, like yours. Innocence is all I have against the confusion that the words of men can create, sounds that have the power to hide your inner grace from your mind. My eyes speak true with my innocence and somehow without logic you understand this.
My speech is of the heart. My speech is of the spirit. Words can lie. The pure soul shining from my eyes cannot, and the song of joy I sing with my body and with this, my life, will not.
We two have much to exchange without words in our time together. In the opening of our souls your soul opened to a depth of love like none you've ever believed was possible. This I give to you, for this is how I am made.
Flesh fails as does blood and we share this in our natures too. It may happen that my time with you is short and I must go ahead. Know then that the surest sign that you have received my gift in full measure is the inconsolable pain your opened soul feels. And when words get in the way of true understanding, and you cry "Why?", know this – I have gone ahead because I know the way.
Don't forget what we shared. Don't forget again what we together learned to remember, and what our spirits know without words. We have learned of love. In our empathy we have learned of all that we share in common which binds together all made of flesh.
If these lessons we've shared grow dim with time and you become confused at the end, do not be afraid. True as always my spirit will come for you. Safe within my loving embrace I will show you the way.
This is how I am made – an angel in spirit, an angel in flesh. This is what I am.
~ by Stavros Phillips
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