I know it's been one month today since Dodge died, but I still cry when I see his picture or think about all my little pet names I gave him. It just can't be helped, I truly loved him and cared for him everyday. He was under foot most of the time, he had his little personality quirks, too. He was terrified of fireworks. We learned that the first week we had him. It was the 4th of July and we took him with us to show him off at the big community fireworks and picnic. As soon as the they began shooting off, Dodge buried his face in my knight's armpit and stayed there until we couldn't put him through it any longer and left. Dodge was also frightened of thunder, so we never slept on stormy nights as he trembled and paced and begged to get into bed with us until it was over.
We love to camp and pretty much camp wherever we go. Because of his size, he was perfect for our trips as our camp dog. At first, he wanted to go home the minute we got to camp and started getting our popup camper set up and beds made. He would hang at the suv's front tires until we brought him in the camper and gave him a snack. Then he was ok, especially since he was the bed mate with the girls....'ah, finally people comfort!" The kids loved him, we were hardly ever alone when he was outside the camper. Dodge was a kid magnet, even more after he developed glucoma in his right eye and had to have it removed. As soon as they discovered that he only had one eye, they would run back and get more friends.
Now that Dodge is gone, so is his love, gone, not to be given and received again in this life time. The devotion and total and unconditional love having no bounds, strings, or conditions.......gone. No longer will we have this happy, smiling face greet us at the door or in the morning when we wake.
Thanks for the time we had with him, Lord. Memories will never grown dim of our loving little family member, never.
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Dodge still loves you. I believe he is in heaven and is watching out for you.
The Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
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