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It's the way you ride the trail that counts Here's a happy one for you... Happy trails to you Until we meet again Happy trails to you Keep smilin' until then Who cares about the clouds when we're together Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather Happy trails to you, til we meet again
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I took of Winston was turned into a pencil
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To Know Winston Was To Love Him He was quick to grin and laughed freely. His cute little tushi, forever wagging tail, sociability and loyalty made him a friend to one and all. The tilt of his head, the wrinkle in his brow let us know that he was listening and that he did understand. Winston was very adept at household chores,his expertise lay mainly in the kitchen.His long fluffy ears served him well as a dust mop. Winston was very photogenic and could wear many hats depending on the occasion.
Dear Winston: I don't know if I ever really told you enough how very much I loved you. I know you knew, but I don't know if I actually ever told you enough how very special you were to us and the complete and total joy you brought into our lives the day you came to live with us.. I have so many, many precious memories of you and our times spent together. When I look back at pictures of family vacations, I have to stop and try to remember why you aren't in them. Then I realize the reason, you weren't born yet. It doesn't seem possible that you were not always a part of our lives, because once you entered,you wiggled your little butt until it fit snugly into our hearts, and felt good on your end too. You were here forever...... or so we thought. Our friend Lamar, said we knew that you would not be with us forever-not true-it never occured to me that you would not be. I realize now that was not logical thinking. It's hard to imagine how we ever got along without you. I don't recall what life was like till there was you, but I know what it feels like now that you are gone.You came to us as a pup just five weeks old. I remember the day I saved you. The breeders said you were "no good" as your mother was American Cocker and your father was English. So for a mere $50.00 they turned you over to me and a new adventure began for our family. I had heard that you never take a puppy who holds back or appears shy, that was you in a nutshell-but I was afraid if I didn't take you no one else would. My friend Jean held you the whole way home, worrying that you would pee in her lap. You didn't. You always were such a good boy!You quickly captured our hearts, not only ours, but all who came to know you, you and your silly pillow. Your health issues were many and followed you pretty much all your life-But you know what Win, I would do it all again, you were such a little gem, our little gem, and we could not have loved you more if we tried. We welcomed every day with you and felt so blessedto be part of your life.
I pray that you are somewhere romping and stomping, having a real free for all, sniffing your way through fields of wildflowers, and playing catch the ball. I pray your little broken down body is all better and you have gained back all your weight. I miss you so much and the good times we shared, and I hold you always close to my heart. Above all,I thank you my dear sweet little Winston for being you, for loving us all so unconditionally, for your sweet loving disposition, your funny little personality, your wise knowing ways and for being my very best, most loyal friend for almost the last fourteen years. I don't know how we are expected to go on without you. I cannot fathom what the days ahead will be like without you. Nikki misses you SO MUCH too,and she has no idea what has happened to her world or her brother, more heartbreak-she just knows that you left with us and never came back );
till we meet again, we love you so,mom, dad, erin, pat, and nikki |
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february, 1998