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A Short, Sweet Remembrance
Rhea with her favorite
Rhea, happiest with her favorite person! Rhea passed one a week after this picture from cancer. She was almost 13. --Ernie and Jerry Eppinga, Providence Forge, Va.  
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My Sparky
My heart is broken, where did you go? You were in my arms just one week ago Then suddenly nothing but darkness and pain I knew we’d come to the end of your days How would I manage to let you go? Cut the tie that bound you and release your soul? I’d learn to live with just memories Through pain so deep I cannot breathe Soar to the Heavens my beautiful friend I choose to believe...
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Sleeping with A Pheasant
A Poem for Cammy Jane, 9/5/2000-2/9/2007
I’m sleeping with a pheasant, Puppy. Cupped hands cradle your toy And gently press its belly to my lips. The warmth of my breath Arouses your scent And I inhale deeply, As if life depends on it. Wild and giddy playmate! I see you prance and stalk And sneak from behind To snatch this bright bird Whose raspy call is muffled In your gentle grasp, And game for capture and release.  ...
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A Million-plus Kisses
Lots of love in a too-short lifetime
Lick. Lick. Lick. Those little kisses on my nose sealed the deal. We had to take that adorable Beagle puppy home with us. Our Beagle, Bailey, was a smart, people-loving, stubborn, sweet, independent-minded little soul. Though lacking English skills, Bailey was an excellent communicator. She could make her wishes known using a combination of her nose, barking and whining, and her big brown eyes...
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An Unbreakable Bond
How a Chow named Chelsea made life worth living
My heart remains very heavy after the profound loss of my beloved Chow, Chelsea, on August 22, 2009. My best friend for the last nine years, I still struggle through each day trying to cope with the fact that she is no longer with me. She remains in my heart and in my thoughts, as she always will, yet I miss looking into her beautiful eyes and the feel of her soft, black fur. I have been blessed...
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Cameron Chillin’
Memories of Christmas and his last family vacation
This is a picture of my best friend and soul mate, Cameron. I lost him unexpectedly on Aug. 6, 2009 at the age of 14-and-a-half years. He was a black and tan mini-Dachshund. I miss seeing his beautiful face, the jingle of his tags and his paws tapping the floor. I got him when he was just six-weeks-old, and he was the perfect companion. He helped my mother during her illness, and helped me get...
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Herbie, The Foodie
The story of a Beagle and his belly.
To call Herbie, my family’s rotund former Beagle, a “foodie” isn’t entirely accurate, as that term implies some selectivity in consumption, which Herbie did not have. His time with us was certainly borne of a love of good food, though, more specifically, a love of good drink, having been purchased by my parents from a pet store after their better judgment was drowned in too many margaritas at the...
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Cooper in Autumn
Rest In Peace, October 9, 2009
Age has sprayed his muzzle gray; Scooped hollows behind his eyes; Slackened his shoulders and belly; And undermined the legs that used to hold him So reliably upright. Once a proud protector, He grows dependent like a child, Yet like an old man endures spells of shapeless unease And a daily parade of pills. We no longer require or expect The niceties of housetraining, Though we feel...
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Jennydog, The Beautiful One
Jennydog left us a year ago after a shockingly short illness. She was an intense Border Collie—strong, elegant, fast and bossily dominant. She was noise-phobic, terrified of falling baby gates, unbelievably kind to my elderly mother, intolerant of rudeness in other dogs and people. She ruled the boys with relentlessness in some things and not in others. Jenny was our strength in times of tragedy...
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Constant Companion
The first hello in the morning and the last goodnight each night.
Almost all the memories I have of my childhood include one large, brown, lovable ingredient: our family dog, Kodi. A chocolate Labrador, Kodi was the four-legged love of our lives, and when he passed away this past Thanksgiving at 13-years-old we were devastated. I can still remember the day my father came home and told us we were going to get a puppy. I had never had a dog before and was so...

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