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When PMR rescued him

AKA T-Bear 

He died peacefully, in his sleep, last night.

WHEN TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME
Author unknown.

When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see;
The sun will rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
Remembering how I'd lay my head
In your lap that special way.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me.
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name
And petted me with her hand.
She said my place was ready,
In Heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But, as I turned to heel away,
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life I never thought
That I would have to die.

I had so much to live for,
So many sits and downs to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought about our lives together,
I know you must be sad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
Remember how I'd nudge your hand,
And poke you with my nose?
The frisbee I would gladly chase,
The bad guy, I'd "bark and hold".

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for awhile,
I'd wag my tail and kiss you,
Just so I could see you smile.
But, then I fully realized,
That this could never be;
For emptiness and memories
Will take the place of me.
And when I thought of treats and toys,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you and when I did,
My dog-heart filled with sorrow.

But then I walked through Heaven's gate,
And felt so much at home;
As God looked down and smiled at me,
From His beautiful golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity,
And now we welcome you,
Today your life on earth is past,
But here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last;
For you see, each day's the same day,
There's no longing for the past.
Now you have been so faithful,
So trusting, loyal and true;
Though there were times you did things,
You knew you shouldn't do.
But good dogs are forgiven,
And now at last you're free;
So won't you sit here by my side,
And wait right here with me?"

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart.
For every time you think of me,
I'm right there, in your heart.


Rest in peace, Mighty Man T-Bear. And, give Chip a hug and a kiss from his mommy and play nice with him. Poor Bunny is still looking for you and won't stop scratching at your playpen.

Kristin

 taken from us, May 2001

Willow, oh Willow. 
I wept for you again today. 
I wept for the games you did not play. 
I wept for your face which I never kissed. 
I wept for your coat, silky and soft. 
I wept for your eyes, the pain that they saw. 
I wept for your feet, the wire they bore. 
I wept for your heart, live on forever more.
I wept for your life in freedom, too short.
I wept for your spirit, alive in my heart.
Willow, oh Willow, your name pains me so. 
Why you had to leave, we will never know. 
Play at the bridge and feel the love. 
We'll all rush to greet you, when our time too, shall come.

Rest in peace sweet Willow.
Sara 

Kismet/ Hannah  

Although she was only with me a short time she left her mark. I've cried for
days because so much in the house reminds me of her. I see her laying on the
doggie mat under the computer table, and sneaking a nap on the other mat
behind the lazy boy chair...I see her lounging in the ratty old bed I had
that she seemed to love during the day...and chewing on the doggie treats
that she loved so well. There's the coat Dorothy made for her and the sweater
and hat that Marilyn made for her...a pile of Christmas toys and clothes that
I got for her. She wasn't to the point where she'd play with toys yet but
sometimes she'd take one in to her bed with her.

I loved that little girl, Jean.

Jacki

At least he knew a couple of months of love and freedom, he was very gentle and loving towards all people and other dogs, he adored children and babies.

 Oh Sinbad, also known as Duncan,
 Your eyes still showed the pain
 of a life spent in misery ,
 all for a millers gain.
> 
 You were taken far to soon,
 but on earth you knew the love
 of a "mom" who called you precious
 before you soared above.
> 
 You had found a precious freedom
 and a home that cared for you,
 and then you were taken
 without a chance to bid adieu.
> 
 Just remember sweet prince Sinbad ,
 that on earth are hearts that broke,
 but know that your spirit with them lingers
 like a tiny puff of smoke.
> 
 And when our time on earth has ended
 we'll all be there with you
 to live with you in Heaven,
 and run the Rainbow too.
> 
 Nan (Alias Ms. Magoo)

"Camille" new name Maizie was missing an ear and a leg when we rescued her.
On Dec. 19 I went to bed with Herc and Maizie curled up next to me like always and sometime during the night Maizie passed peacefully away. She was lying in her normal spot when I woke up and looked like she was just sleeping so I am sure she didn't suffer

She was happy and had made her self so much a part of our family. I am still grieving and I don't know if I will ever be ready to add another dog to the family. I just want to thank you for helping me to be able to make her part of my life for a few months. Pam .

I didn't get to thank you,
the night I fell asleep,
for the promises you made me
that I always knew you'd keep.

I didn't have to tell you
of the fears I had to fight,
because you held and loved me
and took away my fright.

I was rescued from that mill place
and given a new life,
no more hate and greed and worry,
no more fright and pain and strife.

Dear Here you taught me how to play,
in the grass and in the house,
and when we would get tired,
among the toys we'd lay.

I learned what real love was,
I treasured every time
that you held and stroked and kissed me,
and told me it was a crime -
what the millers did to hurt me,
to take away my pride.

But now I am in Heaven-
a warm and friendly place,
blessed with an abundance
of God's unending Grace.

There is a doggie chorus here,
made up of big and small-
you should hear our voices,
as we tell the Master all
that the millers did to hurt us....

He promised they would fall!
And our voices also tell him,
of PMR and you,

How you took us in and loved us-
as all good mommies do.
I miss you and I see you,
grieving on the earth below,
and it hurts for me to see you
just because I had to go.

Please don't grieve and worry,
I am at the Master's place-
with all the other doggies
that have run their final race.

I have even met the others,
that PMR had saved from sin,
had chosen from the auctions,
to be loved and taken in.

I knew that I was chosen,
by you to fill your heart,
and now that I am in Heaven,
another must fill the part.

Go, and seek and rescue,
another in my place,
so you too can feel it....
God's unending Grace.


To Maize: From Ricky PMR

Sleep sweet one and run the path
that others like you do-
An angel sent from God above,
to teach the world anew,
of mills and greed and unkind hands
that beat and tortured you.


You stole the hearts of those you touched
with a love so sweet and pure,
You will be missed and we will fight,
in memory of those who've died

We will not stop our PMR fight,
The millers cannot hide!

RENANNE BAKER copyright 2002