I
give you this one to keep . . .
I am with you still . . . I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone . . .
I am with you still . . . in each new dawn.
Patricia
Philpott
In loving memory
of Patricia Philpott,
who showed so many, that from the first ray of
sunlight, to the last moonbeam, each moment we
have, should be
filled
with the pure joy of living.
Grizz
In celebration of the life of "Grizz", Kitsana's Golden Sunset CD, who left this earth on March 27/01. Water was the absolute love of his life, and children were a very close second. Every golden sunset we see brings a smile to our faces, as we know it is "Grizz" watching over us.
Ollie
Rochelle Lesser's "Ollie" (Mistfield Oliver, CGC), was a very special dog, who created a wonderful legacy, during his lifetime. He was both a therapy dog and a demonstration dog, who easily calmed Rochelle's anxious patients, bolstered the egos of those that were insecure, and lifted the spirits of
those that were depressed. Ollie was a cherished teacher to Rochelle, a school psychologist, gallantly fine tuning her awareness, of the substantial role that canines play in our lives. Ollie's spirit lives on, in the beautiful web site that Rochelle has created, The Land of Pure Gold (www.landofpuregold.com), that is a treasure trove of learning, loving, and laughter. Ollie lost his battle with lymphoma, and while a bright Golden light went out on this earth, his star lights the heavens, for there could be no finer good will ambassador for our breed, than this noble gentleman.
Tucker
My Tucker left me far too early. But for seven years he was the light of my life: snow lover, hiking partner, rugby mascot, bedtime snuggler, and my
constant shadow. He was my rock through all the challenges life threw my
way. He fought in silence until I brought a little Golden sister home for
him and then submitted, knowing I'd be okay. He will always hold a special
place in my heart.
~ Shelly & Juni
Casey
In loving memory of Westmont's Casey Berry, CGC, Delta Therapy Dog October 26, 1995 - January 10, 2003
What can one say about that very special first Golden that hasn't already been said? That first Golden who somehow makes his way into your life, changing everything about you forevermore.
Casey, my forever friend, my best bud, you came into my life when I desperately needed you, and promptly turned it upside down and inside out, with your endless puppy pranks and mishaps. Although I thought it would never happen, you grew up, and became my big, gentle, funny clown, always so very proud of yourself, each time you got a laugh. You became my ever-watchful guardian angel, a role you always took so seriously, as you stood proudly by my side. How much I miss you my brave, sweet boy. How deeply I thank you for your incredible love and devotion, and for every day we shared together, always making me laugh out loud, and for always being there to help me up when I was down. You lived your life well dear Casey, bringing Golden sunshine and laughter into the hearts of all whose paths you crossed. Rest gently my friend, and know that my love for you will never dim as I wait for the day you once again walk proudly by my side.
~ Ann Marie
Sasha & Aby
The Loss of a Golden Awakes the Soul of Another!
A kind forgiving breed with no shortage of love,
intelligence and companionship.
One does not enter lightly into the pack,
Without first opening your heart for the ultimate ache.
Yet your life will be filled with never ending satisfaction
And contentment, knowing every day
Your soul will be close to your hip.
Hope is true, when the time is near, be it enduring or sudden.
That you will never allow the spiritual break.
Never to be alone, without the spirit of
One who has passed through your life, or One that fills your life,
Or thoughts of One to come.
There is an end and a beginning to sorrow, ending with happiness and beginning
With sadness, time after time, until the images merely become
Past, present and future; never to fade.
How they sleep with such tranquility through eternal happiness
And in eternal life; the soul rests in peace and awakes within one's heart.
Written by Sharon Kallaste - April 4th, 1995
Composed in Memory of 'Sasha' - Bailey's Magic Golden Bark September 9, 1986 to October 30, 1994
And to Celebrate the Life of 'Aby' - Labyrinth Christmas Spirit November 5, 1994 to November 7, 2002
Aspen
Here is Sharon Sherwood's, Aspen, who truly has the "Face of an Angel".
"Aspen filled our hearts up with incredible Love, until it overflowed into
our very Souls . . .that's why it hurts so bad, and stays with you so long."
Fergus
Fergaroo (Fergus)
August 1, 1997 - January 6, 2003
You made us smile, every day of your life.
Kim and Don Stewart
Toby
Toby
1989 - 2003
We enjoyed four years of incredible happiness, laughter and joy from this sweet rescue boy, whose goal in life was to love us, show his appreciation,
and to leave no one in this world, without greeting them first. Oh, how we loved you, Toby.
Karen and Tom Jones
Teisha
Teisha, the heart of hearts, of Andrew and Rosemary Coss, went to The Rainbow Bridge, in October 2002. She was 13 years old, and she is missed every single day. The paths of celebration, were travelled many times in Teisha's honour, and each time, there were more reasons to dance.
Teddy
Teddy was shattered, when I rescued him, through Canadian Golden Retriever Adoption Service. He was grieving for his deceased owner, and had been passed from pillar to post. I'm now the one shattered with the loss of my soul mate.
Dawn
Barclay
Gariwyn Paramount Importance - "Barclay"
December 9, 1995 - November 6, 2003
Loved every single moment, of every single day, by Katie Jaremey
My family obtained Barclay in October of 1997. He was almost 2 years old at the time, and came from a family that could not keep him anymore. For me, he was a dream come true. I had always wanted a Golden. Once I had Barclay, I was hooked. I fell in love with Goldens.
Barclay was everything a Golden should be. He had an amazing temperment. He loved all people and other animals- other dogs, cats, even squirrels :). He was so eager to please, and loved to cuddle!
I began to show him in Junior Handling in February of 1998, and continued on until 2000 when I "aged out". Barclay went from an over-happy goofball who was a holy terror to control, to the most wonderful juniors dog i could ever ask for. It is through him that I learned so much about handling, grooming, and patience :)
Barclay was diagnosed with Hemangiosarcoma in June of 2003. He didn't let it stop him from being his goofy, loveable self though. We had a wonderful summer together - he dug in the dirt to his heart's content.
Sadly, we had to say good bye. I miss him more than I could ever imagine....
Sleep softly dear Barclay...
Jazzy
JAZZY’S PRAYER
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this the last battle can’t be won.
You will be sad, I understand
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand
For this day, more than the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We’ve had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears
You’d not want me to suffer so
When the time comes to let me go.
Take me to where my needs they’ll tend
Only stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you too will see
It is a kindness you do to me
Though my tail its last has waved
From pain and suffering I’ve been saved
Don’t grieve that it should be you
Who has to decide this thing to do
We’ve been so close we two these years
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
Smile, for we’ve been together for a while.
----
CH Murradale Dark Dazzler "Jazzy Babe" 20/01/1995 - 10/10/2003
Giving unconditional love to her family, Jazzy is sadly missed by Kim, Alan, Codey, and Kyann, of New Zealand.
Cassie
Cassie
was born June 9, 1999 and during her 4 short years with us, she brought joy and
love not only to our family but to many.
Cassie was a quiet, calm and very loving dog.Because of her loving gentle disposition, at the age of one, she became a
pet therapy dog for the Hamilton/Burlington SPCA and worked at many hospitals
and nursing homes in the area.She gave
love to many patients and brought smiles and laughter to them.She was a sweetheart to all.At
the age of 3, she was diagnosed with lymphosarcoma, a non-curable cancer.She began chemotherapy and for 14 months fought a great battle and had a
good quality of life.However, on October
31st,
2003, she lost her battle.She is greatly
missed by many and always in our hearts.
During her short time here, she touched many and her lost will change our lives
forever.
In loving memory of Cassie June 9, 1999 to October 31, 2003
Our beloved sweetheart, Cassie, will be deeply missed,
and will always be in our hearts.
We'll love you forever,
Michelle, Ken, Nicki, and Bogey
Bandit
Bandit Jelonek 11/15/93-11/20/03
Skin Lymphoma
Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts,
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath
Remember not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life.
Let us pray:
Dear Lord above, please take Bandit's soul and keep him in your care now and forever amen. As the mother of Moses laid him in the reeds at the river's edge, entrusting him wholly to your care because she could no longer keep him safe, so we also give you our Bandit's soul. Keep him safe in your love until we come, and give us Grace to come when you call us, as he came when we called him. Forgive us those times when we did not love your pet as you would have us do, and accept our thanks for your having given him to us for his time on earth. We thank you for his loving and playful ways, for the way he always was there for us in our times of depression or trouble, and for loving us unconditionally, and for always making us happy and for always making us smile. We thank you also for the wonderful times we had at River Ranch how he loved to fetch the sticks and chew them in his own plastic swimming pool, the times at Markham Park fetching the sticks and swimming in the water, the times at Wolf Lake swimming and fetching the sticks, the times at Tree Tops park swimming in the water with his whole assortment of sticks on the other side of the canal near the lake, the times we had with him at the park around the corner from our house, the times we played frisbee and catch with the ball, the times we played "Clifford the Big Red Dog", the times we went on the boat with Uncle Timmy, the times we went camping with Uncle Gene and Aunt Diane, the times we went running together around the park and around the neighborhood, the nightly runs with his daddy, boating at Holiday park in the Everglades, Camping at Fish eating creek, Lake Okeechobee, Key Largo, swimming at Jupiter Island and Dania Beach and jumping off the docks at Uncle Davids. How mommy used to bring his hamhock bones to him every Friday night. Playing at Christy Schafale Park because this was his new happy place fetching sticks and smelling and peeing on all the smells. We will always keep you in our hearts and you will never be forgotten. Thank you Bandit for always being there for us and giving us so much love.
The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have is in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. ... He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of this world. ... When all other friends desert, he remains. - George G. Vest, US Senate, 1884
Phoenix
"Phoenix"
August 25, 1993 - November 20, 2003
Loved by Linda Walls
Wicker
Wicker, 1993 to 2003, our 'Angel Buddy", always loved and sorely missed,
by Jessie, Paul, and Meghan, of Brockville, Ontario.
Mitzi
"The Spirit of a Golden"
I was standing on a hillside
In a field of blowing wheat,
And the spirit of a Golden
Was lying at my feet.
She looked at me with kind dark eyes
An ancient wisdom shining through,
And in the essence of her being
I saw her love shining through.
Her mind did lock upon my heart
As I stood there on that day,
And she told me of this story
About a place far away.
I stood upon the hillside
In a field of blowing wheat
And in a twinkling of a second
Her spirit left my feet.
Her tale did put my heart at ease
My fears did fade away
About what lay ahead of me
On another distant day.
"I live among God's creatures now
In the heavens of your mind.
So do not grieve for me, my friend
As I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue
My leash a shooting star
My boundaries are the Milky Way
Where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here
For I am not confined,
But free to roam God's heavens
Among my Golden kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud
Gentle breezes rocking me
And dream the dreams of earthlings
And how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats
And tennis balls abound
And yummy biscuits line the walks
Just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up
The grass all lush and green
And everyone who gaits around
Becomes the best of all.
For we're all winners in this place
We have no faults, you see
And God passes out those ribbons
to each and every one of us,
for all the world to see.
I drink from waters laced with gold
My world a beauty to behold
And wise old dogs do form my pride
To amble along at my side.
At night I sleep in an angel's arms
Her wings protecting me
And moonbeams dance about us
As stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent
And you stand at Heaven's gate
Have no fear of loneliness,
For here, your Mitzi waits."
"Mitzi" dearly loved, and missed so much, by Mitch Kirby.
I have had dogs in my life, since I was five years old . . . a Collie,
a Beagle, a Visla . . . and then it happened . . . a Golden entered my
life, and then another, and another. For the past twenty nine years,
I
have been owned by Goldens and each one was "the best." Then Legend
came along . . . my heart dog . . . who was there for me, when I was
going through chemotherapy for breast cancer, along with everything
else in my life. I know he will be the first one waiting for me at
the
gate, when my own time comes.
A flame burns brightly in Bonnie Saxenmeyer's heart, for her Legend
Boy.
VeeVee
Ch Halltree
Coast to Victory
August 9, 1992 - June 2, 2004
VeeVee was Barb Demetrick's dear friend, heart dog, and companion . .
.
a precious girl, who lights the evening skies and guides sailors on
their way.
She will be forever missed.
Rio - My Forever
Dog (1991-2003)
Rio - My Forever
Dog (1991-2003)
You
were my smiling Sunshine Boy. I loved how you would get that look on
your face and wag your tail when you were about to roll in the grass
or snow and the way you would get excited by the words 'walkies',
'carrot' and 'cottage'. The way you would come along and bump my arm
with your nose so that I would pet you and when I would stop, you
would do it again or give me that look as if to say 'more please'.
Thank you for loving me and letting me love you and lean on you. You
were my rock. Thank you for being so brave. You will always be my
Forever Dog and I think about you every day. Until we meet
again......
~Love Karen
Spencer
In memory of
Spencer from Little Angels Pug Rescue, who for exactly
eight years not
only shared my life but also was my life. He loved eating peanut
butter, watching dogs
on television, and chewing on carrot bones. But mostly he loved our
quiet moments,
when he could rest his little chin on me and snore in delight.
Spencer
is my first dog, irreplaceable, my one in a million; and although he lost his fight
against cancer and is
gone in body, he will never be gone in spirit. He is, indeed, a
little
angel, and will be
forever missed by Alexandra.
In Honour of Ch Fargold Kashuba's
Lite My Fire
Jack was a trooper
to the end . He never complained but just kept
truckin '. He didn't like to show or do obedience but he loved
going
to the Elderly Home to see his clients and to the Hospital to see
his
children . He was registered with the St. John's Ambulance as a Pet
Therapy Dog. He was the calmest of our Golden family and would
rather lay at your feet than speed around and act silly . I miss
that
big head that pushes against my hand when I have a cup of coffee in
it.
I miss those long visits to the hospital when he just wanted to give
a child an extra pat . I miss those long walks because they would be
my speed , slow and easy to smell the flowers and listen to the
birds.
I miss those big eyes and big ears of his . I miss the noise he used
to make while playing with all the puppies and teaching them to play
tug of war. I miss the great long swims we used to have. I know
that
Mandy is taking real good care of him as she did when he was a pup.
She was a slow senior and he was a slow pup. Good Bye you big lug,
with love from "Mom Judy."
"Kula "
June 12, 1994 to September 9, 2004.
Kula came to us in the early part of May, 2003. He was a rescue dog
who we adopted through the Golden Retriever Club of British
Columbia. He was all you could ever ask for in a Golden. It was love
at first sight, and that love just grew every day we had him. He was
a very loving and gentle companion to both my husband Mark, and I.
He was best buddy to our other Golden, four year old Lucky. In
August, Kula had been operated on to have a stomach tack, as he had
been diagnosed with bloat. Instead, what they found when they
operated on our sweet boy was not bloat, but suspected cancer. His
stomach and vital organs were full of it. Upon biopsy, it was
discovered that our Kula had hemangiosarcoma. He was given a life
span of two weeks. Kula made it to two weeks and two days before we
helped him to The Rainbow Bridge. We feel very privileged to have
had Kula . He had the most beautiful smile. He will always be
remembered and missed. Run free my dear Kula. You are now out of
pain and young again. You can sneak all the kleenex and paper
napkins you want. Best of all, you will be happy and content,
playing with all the other fur kids,
until we meet again.
"Savannah"
To
Savannah, our Angel in Heaven:
No
outing or trip was ever half as fun without you next to us.
No
nap or evening's sleep was ever as peaceful without you to snuggle
with.
Our
heartaches were eased and our problems made smaller with a hug of
your
warm
body and a kiss on your soft face.
You
are missed a thousand times a day, and you will be forever in our
hearts.
We love
you, Pooh Bear.
Mom
& Dad
In
loving memory of Pal
A faithful and uncomplaining companion to the end.
You will be very missed my Teddy Bear Dog with the velvet ears.
In
loving memory of
Gus
loved and missed by Rebecca Mashaw.
In
loving memory of
our Lacey
from Tom and Susan Groot
"Jess"
A part of my heart went with Jess on her last journey yesterday.
We shared so many adventures together and she taught me so much.
Over the last few months she worked so hard for me - it was as if she knew that we
didn't have much time.
Taken from us too suddenly, her loss has left a great gulf in our family. Jess was a
wonderfully happy, kind dog and we loved her soooo much.
Run free our lovely girl.
You will be remembered in our hearts forever!
Jill, Drew & Amber XXXX
(written on 24 June 2004)
Jess CDX 20 Aug 1993 - 23 June 2004
"In honour of Denver and Shilo"
"Denver"
SR U-CD Feathermarks Wanabee A Cowgirl
Can CDX JH WCI; Am CD CGC
4/16/1995 to 10/12/2004
Mary Shillabeer and Tom Matier
and
"Shiloh"
Mini Manor's Masquerade Can CD
3/13/1989 to 3/22/2001
Catherine Leonard
"Goldens disappear, but they never really go away. The spirits up there put the
sun to bed, wake up the grass, and spin the earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes
you can see them dancing in a cloud during the daytime when they're supposed to
be sleeping. They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets and make waves splash
and tug at the tide. They toss shooting stars and listen to wishes. And when
they sing wind songs, they whisper to us, "Don't miss me too much. The view is
nice, and I'm doing just fine."
(Ashley Rice, 1999)
Azure's Love Struck Baby
"Joy"
Joy, you were my
golden companion for 13 years, almost one quarter of my life.
To say my life was made better by your being in it...is truly an understatement.
To say there is a presence missing in my life by your leaving it...is also an
understatement.
Joy I love you and you will live on, as I intended you to , in the kennel name I
chose when
we started on this journey together. Even more treasured, however, is that you
will live on
in my heard even as you take a piece of it with you.
Janet McLean
Joyso Golden Retrievers
IN LOVING
MEMORY OF
Sheree's “CHARLIE”
August 26, 1996 – October 27, 2004
Charlie was always by
my side or had me in bird’s eye view. Charlie learned early on, that he had
“Power in His Giant Paws,” whether he was soliciting a treat, some “scratchies”,
or to let himself in the door. Knowing I was a hard one to wake up, he’d jump in
bed and beat on me with his beautiful paws. If that didn’t work, he’d sit on my
head with his 70 lb. body till I woke up, as if to say "Outside Mom!" He loved
his walks; they were truly his, as he seemed to forget all he learned in puppy
school. ‘Wind surfing’ in the car was his all time favorite, enjoying every
second – Always in the NOW. Charlie’s eyes were so expressive, big, brown and
beautiful. When he would ever so gently accept a treat, his eyes said, "Thank
You,” and then that dark day came when his eyes said, “it’s time to go."
Honoring his wishes, the deed was done and I sat with him and cried in the
silence. I told him to go to the light, to go to his 'family' waiting for him.
Just as I told him that, the lights in the room started flickering. I said,
"Charlie Bear - did you do that?" and they flickered again. All too soon I lost
my boy. I miss him, but know he is not far. I am truly grateful for his love and
was blessed to be his friend.
I have so much to learn from one of God’s Finest
Gifts.
No man or dog, could have been loved more.
Bob Cox and his "Cabot",
Canadian Champion & M OTCH Fyreglo's First and Foremost WC
In memory of my little "sweet pea", Joshua
In
memory of my little "sweet pea", Joshua, who always had a waggy
tail and a friendly bark for everyone. You helped me learn a lot and
I will miss you always. Wait for me, angel.
Forever loved by "mom",
Amy Meehan.
In loving memory of our beautiful,
gentle and happy Xena (“Lamb”)
In loving memory of our
beautiful, gentle and happy Xena (“Lamb”), who
showed great, love, affection and attention, to everyone she met.
Xena’s motto in life was, “The only place I want to be is where you are
close to me.” Xena was a gift to all who knew her. She was such a
sweet and tender soul, and will never be forgotten.
Trish and Terry Moraghan, and "Indy"
"Anna Banana"
In
loving memory to our "Anna Banana" who will always guide our way and
walk by our side, on silent paws.
Amy and Greg
"Sam"
"My candle burns at both
the ends, it will not last the night. But ah my foes
and oh my friends, it gives a wondrous light!"
Sam was on the go 24/7... he never rested. He ran, he
didn't walk. He barked non stop, demanding that we play
fetch with him. Whenever I sat down at the computer or
to watch TV or to read the newspaper, he would leap off
the sofa, run around to find just the right tennis ball
and plop it in my lap, and then he would back up a few
steps and wait for me to throw it . . . and bark. His
energy was a source of frustration but it was the source
of joy and enthusiasm in the house. His energy and his
wondrous' light is what we miss the very most.
They
will not go quietly,
the dogs who've shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still make us think
we hear a barking at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
their food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends,
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them
and always will.
