In Memoriam

 

 

This page is dedicated to all of our Dobermans that have gone across the Rainbow Bridge and who are waiting for us there.

 

 

A Fleeting Moment

 

A fleeting moment in the fabric of time
Through the years, always mine
You always wagged your tail
Even as the years made you frail
Aching for that scratch behind the ear
And your bark I still can hear
Your eyes would follow me
As adoring can be
Across the rainbow bridge you've gone
But in my heart is where you belong
We'll meet again old friend
But till then
You were a fleeting moment
That never can be stolen
From memory gone by
Till the day I die

by

Jennie Wolfe

 

 

"In Loving Memory"

 

December 20, 1993 - Jan 8, 2006

 

Cheyenne's Summer Dream CD, CGC

 

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Dearest Cheyenne it was with a heavy heart that we had to let you go, but you knew it was time to rest and be at peace. You lived twelve years and 19 days, some wonderful, some not so wonderful but through it all, you kept your sense of humor. You were a wonderful loving and gentle soul, and we hope and pray that you will choose to come back to us someday. Now you're free of your frail body and can run freely with no pain like you did when you were in your youth. Linda said that a big black dog was with you, perhaps it was Stormy who was to be your spirit guide across the Rainbow Bridge. Say hello to her for us. We love you, Mom and Dad

 

"In Loving Memory"

 

September 2, 1993 - November 28, 2002

Mystic Midnight Storm CD, CGC

 

Stormy was our first pure bred Doberman. She was not a show dog but was a companion dog and a canine good citizen. She was the mother of 3 litters and Autumn's mother. Stormy was always loving, faithful, and so full of life. She will always be in our hearts. We can never forget because she chose Thanksgiving Day to leave this world for the next. Thanksgiving will be the anniversary of her death but we will celebrate her life and the memories we have of her. Nine Years was just not long enough but her heart just gave out.  On Thanksgiving eve before she died, I patted her on the head and told her what a good girl she was and that everything would be alright.  I guess she took that as a farewell and that it was okay for her to leave us.  Someday we will see her again waiting for us across the Rainbow Bridge and if her soul chooses to come back to us, it will again be a happy day. Rest in peace our darling girl. Love Mom and Dad


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