à
la mémoire de Smokey ... (anglais seulement)
à
la mémoire de Badger ... (anglais seulement)
Please take him into Heaven, Lord.
And keep him there for me,
just feed him, pet him, love him, Lord,
that's all he'll ask of Thee.
à
la mémoire de Yukon ... (anglais seulement)
à
la mémoire de Rocky ...
à
la mémoire de Zouzette ... (anglais seulement)
à
la mémoire d'Ellie-May ... (anglais seulement)
We have a secret, you and I
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind
so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but I
can see the bending grass.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Chica ...
A TOI QUE
J’AIME ET TOI QUI M’AIMES
Quand je ne serai plus là, relâche-moi
J’ai tellement de choses à faire et à voir
Ne pleure pas en pensant à moi
Sois reconnaissance pour les belles années
Je t’ai donné mon amour
Tu peux seulement deviner
Le bonheur que tu m’as donné
Je te remercie de l’amour que tu m’as démontré
Mais, maintenant, il est temps de voyager seul.
Pour un court moment, tu peux avoir de la peine.
La confiance t’apportera réconfort et consolation.
Nous serons séparés pour quelques temps.
Laisse les souvenirs apaiser ta douleur,
Je ne suis pas loin, et la vie continue.
Si tu as besoins de moi, appelle-moi et je viendrai,
Même si tu ne peux me voir ou me toucher, je serai là,
Et si tu écoutes ton cœur, tu éprouveras clairement
La douceur de l’amour que je t’apporterai.
Et quand il sera temps pour toi de partir,
Je serai là pour t’accueillir.
à la mémoire de
Basil ... (anglais seulement)
CATS ARE WONDERFUL FRIENDS
Gentle eyes that see so much,
Paws that have the quiet touch.
Purrs to signal "all is well"
And show more love than words could tell.
Graceful movements touched with pride,
A calming presence by our side.
A friendship that takes time to grow,
Small wonder why we love them so.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Mindi ... (anglais seulement)
HER JOURNEY'S JUST BEGUN
Don't
think of her as gone away,
Her journey's just begun.
Life holds so many facets,
This earth is only one.
Just think of her as resting
From the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days or years.
Think how she must be wishing
That we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away.
And think of her as living
In the hearts of those she touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost
And she was loved so much.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Hugo ... (anglais seulement)
JUST MY DOG
He’s just my dog.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
My other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the seas.
He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being.
By the way he rests against my leg.
By the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile.
By the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy abound.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another person.
With him, I am all powerful.
He has promised to wait for me ... whenever ...
In case I need him; and I expect I will---
As I always have.
He is my dog.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Reily ...
Reily courageux
mars
2002 - novembre 2011
à la mémoire de Justice ...
(anglais seulement)
THE PURRY GATES
It seems that I've reached Heaven,
or its doorstep at any rate,
and been winding round St. Peter's ankles
by the Pearly Gates.
I've plucked the angels' harp strings
and made a merry sound,
But it's plucking at my heartstrings
that you are not around.
So I think I'll sit and wait here,
just outside the door,
And as the souls come floating in,
I'll tap them with my paw.
And when you seek admittance,
they'll rename this place -
It will become Purradise,
and these the Purry Gates!
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Casey & Duffy ...
(anglais seulement)
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seems all too brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Simba ...
(anglais seulement)
SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL REMAINS
The
tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Pogo ... (anglais seulement)
If it
should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain prevail my peaceful sleep,
Then you must do what must be done
When this last battle can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand.
Selfishness might stay your hand,
But on this day, more than the rest
Your love and friendship take the test.
We've had so many happy years,
That what's to come can hold no fear.
You'd not want me to suffer. So,
When the time comes please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend,
Only -- Stay with me until the end.
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 that you do for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Do not grieve it should be you,
Who must decide this thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years...
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Mitch ...
À contempler tes beaux
grands yeux jaunes pleins de douceur et d’éternité, qui oserait
prétendre qu’un animal n’a pas d’âme, mon beau petit félin. Cette
photo prise en cette chaude soirée de septembre 2012, alors qu’assis
devant moi, tu me regardais les yeux remplis d’affection et de
confiance. Comment aurais-je pu savoir à ce moment-là qu’à peine six
mois plus tard, la mort viendrait sans prévenir t’arracher à moi de
manière aussi injuste, toi à la personnalité si contrastante et qui
aimais tant la vie…
Qu’est-ce que je t’ai aimé, Mitch… Bien
plus que la vaste majorité de ceux de ma race. C’est que les
animaux, eux, aiment et se laissent aimer de manière
inconditionnelle. Ton départ soudain figure parmi les grandes
douleurs de ma vie, mon «beau gros». Tu es mort dans mes bras,
suivant l’injection. Le choc et la douleur qui ont suivi furent très
violents. Souvent, je suis allé m’asseoir au bord de la rivière pour
pleurer en regardant le soleil se coucher et me demandant si tu ne
te trouvais pas quelque part dans cette lumière. De toi, il ne me
reste plus que ce petit sac de cendres que parfois je pose contre
mon cœur quand tu me manques trop, afin que tu le sentes battre, moi
qui ai mis fin aux battements du tien.
En ce moment, tu te trouves dans un espace
auquel je n’ai pas encore tout à fait accès, et je ne puis que
t’aimer dans mon cœur, qui est un lieu sûr où je t’aime et te
protège encore et toujours. C’est là tout ce que je peux t’offrir
pour l’heure, mon noiraud. Mais je garde espoir qu’un jour je te
retrouverai afin de t’aimer encore davantage.
Bénis sois-tu, mon petit félin, pour tout
ce que tu m’auras donné au cours de ces huit années et des
poussières. Ta petite vie de chat n’aura pas été vaine.
Je t’aime Mitch,
Pierre-Jérôme
à la mémoire de
Pookie ... (anglais seulement)
You went first and we remain
to walk the road alone,
We live in mem'ry's garden, dear, with happy days we've known.
We've known so much of happiness we've had our cup of joy,
And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy.
Someday down that lonely road you'll hear me call your name,
Beyond the sunset we will be together once again.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Zak ... (anglais seulement)
Zak
was a purebred Border Collie. He was born 26 August 2007 from a
purebred family of Collies. We adopted Zak on November 2007 from the
shelter in Aylmer, Quebec.
Zak checked on all his remaining siblings
and then came to see Gilles and Marc. He was the only one who came
to see them. He chose Marc. He already had a name and we kept it.
Zak came home with Gilles and Marc on a cold November day. Already,
his brother Buddy was home with Alain. They seemed happy when they
were reunited. They shared the same doggy bed and slept closely
together while puppies.
They grew up and brought us a lot of laughs and affection. Found out
that an empty pill bottle is the perfect rattle and best game. Then,
a squeaky ball gets Zak very excited and starts a play time. He
would squeak and squeak that ball until our ears were sore. Whereever he was, he would arrive quickly upon hearing a squeaky ball.
Buddy was last to get his turn. Border Collies are runners, so they
love to play catch the ball for a very long time. Zak would run
through puddles and roll in dirt. He loved to dig up a nice cool hole in
summer when it was very hot outside. He dug up a big hole once in my
flower bed. He also dug up a nice hole under the front porch where
he loved to sleep and watch the front yard. He also had one under
the back porch.
Zak loved carpets. Somehow, he would rub his nose into it until the
carpet was all bunched up. I knew it was Zazoo. Ah, yes, we also
called him Zazoo. I don’t know how we came up with this nickname but
he responded to that name as well as Zak.
Zak liked to go to the garage with us. He would lie down under the
trucks or sprawl on the cool cement floor. Found out he was very
irritated with the garage vacuum. One day, Gilles heard a very
strange howl and wondered what it was. When he turned off the
vacuum, that noise stopped. He found out it was Zak howling when the
vacuum was working. I tested it and for sure, Zak started howling.
It was funny because those dogs are very quiet. They only bark when
a visitor comes to the door or when someone comes in the house. They
tell us someone is here. Zak was our guard dog. He would patrol our
property daily and did his pee rounds watering the bushes. He knew
his property and didn’t run away. Buddy barked also at visitors but
he goes away to hide. But Zak would stay around and did his bodyguard patrol or growl at strangers.
Both dogs like going for car rides and are quiet, just laying down
on the back seat. Zak would sit up when the car stopped or when he
saw that we were arriving in the driveway. Somehow, he didn’t want
to jump into the car. We always had to lift him into the back seat.
He was able to jump when he wanted but he didn’t want. Buddy doesn’t
need any help; he just jumps in.
Zak loved chewing bones. I occasionally bought him bones at the
grocery store. He loved it and would also steal Buddy’s bone. He
loved carrots, peanut butter, bacon and grapes. It was funny what he
did with a grape. He was using it as a little ball and ran after it
for a while and then eat it.
Zak was an easy going dog. He liked to play ball and would not
always bring it back because he was so used to get it stolen by
Buddy who brought it back that he would catch it and then drop it
for Buddy to bring it back.
Zak had a thick fur coat and loved the outside. He was never cold
even in winter. He loved rolling in the snow. I think he was washing
his fur in the snow.
Zak had a favorite spot in the house to sleep and a basket. He often
slept on the carpet by the front door where the floor vent was or in
his basket under the window.
He also liked to sleep or rest on the top of the stairs. Up there,
he could watch what was going on in the kitchen or in the living
room. It was also his night sleeping spot.
One day, Buddy came home very agitated and without Zak. Alain went
out to see where Zak was. He found him laying down and in spasms. He
was having seizures. Buddy had gone home to get help for Zak. Both
dogs are always together; never far apart. We always gave the same
attention to each dogs, same food and same caring.
Zak started to feel sick on Friday, September 21. During the night
he started to vomit and by the morning, he really wasn’t looking
well. On Saturday afternoon, we took him to see the vet who told us
he was running a fever. He gave him an injection to stop vomiting
and for fever. On Monday morning, Sept 23, he was worse and not
moving much. The vet gave him some IV fluids, injections and took
his blood work. Within a few hours, the vet knew what Zak had. His
blood work was only 8% for his red blood cells. He was dying. He
has “Immune medicated hemolytic anemia". His own immune system
attacks his red blood cells and destroys them. He got an emergency
blood transfusion and put on Prednizone and antibiotics. He came
home at end of day very weak but was alive. He almost died that day.
With the medication and his blood
transfusion, he seemed to hold on and even get better one day.
It was short lived, as good as he was looking well one day, he was
back to barely moving the next. We took him again to see the vet
hoping he could do some miracle or stop this disease but there was
nothing more he could do. Zak came back home for the weekend and
progressively got weaker and then stopped eating. On Monday, October
7, at 10:30 am, he took one last breath and died in front of Marc
who was on the phone with the vet. Nothing could be done to save him
at this point.
Zak has left us but he has not left our heart. We miss him
tremendously. He was the clown dog with his tongue sticking out of
his mouth and dripping on my floor. He was the big fluffy dog who
could be hugged on the sofa. He was gentle and lovable.
Marc, Alain and I buried him in the back yard by Marc’s trailer. He
was put to rest in his basket with a squeaky ball. He was just 6
years old.
We loved him very much and he was happy with us. Buddy will miss
him.
à la mémoire de
Shasta ... (anglais seulement)
Almost five years ago, you came into my life unexpectedly, an
impulse from the heart. I went to the SPCA that day because it was
busting at the seams with a surge in homeless dogs. I thought
perhaps I might bring home a “tougher to adopt” older dog. After
meeting a few of the older dogs, the SPCA folks said they thought
they had the right dog for me: a 3-year old Akbash… Huh? Three was
too young. And what the heck was an Akbash? When they brought you
out, I bonded with you in an instant.
You
came to me physically and emotionally broken. Your large brown eyes
were sad and lifeless. You cowered, and flinched at human touch. You
were emaciated, with patches of fur, broken teeth, arthritis in your
legs despite your young age and with a torn ACL. How does a dog tear
their ACL while living 24/7 in a wire cage for 3 years? You were
terrified of loud noises, the sound of a shovel or a rake, the sight
of a garden hose. You were constantly ready to bolt. You did not
trust a single human. And certainly not me.
With
time and love, that all changed.
I
will never forget the very first time I heard your deep and powerful
bark, breaking seven weeks of total silence since your arrival. Nor
will I forget watching you stop along our daily walking path, and
raise your head to the sun, just to let the sunshine’s warmth caress
your face. The first time I watched you wag your tail months later
brought me such joy. With time, you became the calm, gentle,
beautiful and graceful girl you were meant to be.
You
introduced me to the bittersweet world of dog rescue. You taught me
about faith, trust, never giving up hope, and resilience.
You
came into this world as nothing more than a nameless breeding
number. You left this world, my big girl Shasta, lying peacefully on
your favourite bed by the window with your head in my arms. The last
words you heard were “I love you my Big Girl”.
You
gave me so much more than I gave you.
You
will always be in my heart… RIP my Big Girl.
à la mémoire de
Tender ... (anglais seulement)
Tender
was the most loving of dog souls. She connected with humans on a
very special level. Smart as a whip. Loved to eat snow and cuddle
with us. Loved so hard and well. Kind beyond words. We adopted her
from your shelter about 7 yrs ago. We walked dogs for a year before
choosing her. I chose her when I looked into her eyes...and saw that
she was the only dog calm and not jumping and barking. She touched
me, she was there with her 6 puppies, and her SPCA name was Lexie. I
was told that a wise woman brought her in from the Maniwaki reserve,
and had named her Tender after her sweet disposition. Sweet she was.
She left a big hole in my heart when I had to put her down due to
aggressive lung cancer. She was only 8 years old. She was taken from
us too early, and will always remain in our hearts.
à la mémoire d'Alice ... (anglais seulement)
What we have once enjoyed
we can never lose;
All that we love deeply,
becomes a part of us.
Helen Keller
à la mémoire de
Dooney ... (anglais seulement)
We may not be together
In the way we used to be.
We are still connected by a
Cord no eye can see.
So whenever you need to find me
We're never far apart.
If you look beyond the horizon
And listen with your heart.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Drake ... (anglais seulement)
A good dog never dies, he always stays,
he walks besides you on crisp autumn days
when frost is on the fields and winter's drawing near,
his head within our hand in his old way.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Gypsy ... (anglais seulement)
Threescore and ten are given
to man;
But ours is a much briefer span.
So, though I give you all my heart,
The time will come when we must part.
But all around you, you will see,
Creatures that speak to you of me;
A tired horse, a hunted thing,
A sparrow with a broken wing...
Pity and help (I know you will)
And somehow, I will be with you still;
And I shall know, although I’m gone,
The love I gave to you lingers on.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire d'India ... (anglais seulement)
Don't
cry for me now I have died, for I'm still here I'm by your side.
My body's gone but my soul is here, please don't shed another tear.
I am still here I'm all around, only my body lies in the ground.
I am the snowflake that kisses your nose,
I am the frost that nips your toes.
I am the sun bringing you light,
I am the star shining so bright.
I am the rain refreshing the earth,
I am the laughter, I am the mirth.
I am the bird up in the sky,
I am the cloud that's drifting by.
I am the thoughts inside your head,
While I'm still there, I can't be dead.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Juliette ... (anglais seulement)
Do not mourn my passing for if you could only see,
By slipping all my earthly bonds, I'm young again and free.
By day I run the Heavenly fields, my body healthy and strong,
At night I sleep at Angels' Feet, lulled by Celestial Song.
So do not mourn my passing, just close your eyes - you'll see,
I'm once again that frisky pup, just as you remember me.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Katie ... (anglais seulement)
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
But when we are certain of sorrow in store
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and sisters I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Rudyard Kipling
à la mémoire de
Lady ... (anglais seulement)
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in
my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
à la mémoire de
Mollie ... (anglais seulement)
She was the most loving dog I had ever had - my shadow and protector
- always with me no matter where I went in the house and at the
cottage. She loved running through the fields, playing catch, going
for car rides and looking out the window, and always knew when we
were getting ready to drive to the cottage. She always accompanied
me on long kayak rides on the lake watching the loons, ducks, and
herons. She sat with me for hours on the dock watching the
wildlife but never went in the water.
Mollie was a very special dog - with a big bark and large
personality. I dearly miss that bark and personality. She will
always be my "puppy".
à la mémoire de
Mrs. Brisby ... (anglais seulement)
Until one has loved an animal,
a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.
Anatole France
à la mémoire de
Polo ... (anglais seulement)
Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.
Dr. Seuss
à la mémoire de
Taffy ... (anglais seulement)
Seven years ago we came in for a small dog...behind the desk on a
leash tethered to a wall was this beautiful, beautiful girl...we
walked a puppy...liked another that another couple was just adopting
but kept coming back to this beautiful princess shaved and
frightened behind the desk.
We asked what her issue was...and were informed...just the day
before she had come from the horrid puppy mill that has since been
closed. That she was in the kill pen and a group of staff from your
office grabbed her and three other dogs the day before. She would
need a special home with people who knew about dog issues. WE
knew..from past work with the humane society in Belleville and the
adoption of our seizure ridden dog from being beaten so
often...we knew...Instantly it was a yes we could adopt her.
Her papers said she was a purebred Briard named Topsy
Turvey...oi...a lady who for the life of us right now we can't
remember her name...explained she named her Taffy. Much more
suited..for her colouring. We kept it...adding Princess Taffy...or
as it became Taff, Taff Taff, Taffel. Tonight we had to put my
beautiful princess down...who had never seen the outside of a cage
or inside of a house till she came home with us..she was full of
lymphoma and could no longer walk or eat.
Though my heart aches right now..we want to thank you for our
blessed 7 years with her..I'm sure one day you will see us again.
à la mémoire de
Victor ... (anglais seulement)
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see
nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them
when they are gone.
George Eliot
à la mémoire de
Maggie ... (anglais seulement)
A BRIDGE CALLED LOVE
It takes us back to
brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond
recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge
of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Pistache ... (anglais seulement)
POEM FOR CATS
And
God asked the feline spirit
Are you ready to come home?
Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul
And, as a cat, you know I am most able
To decide anything for myself.
Are you coming then? asked God.
Soon, replied the whiskered angel
But I must come slowly
For my human friends are troubled
For you see, they need me, quite certainly.
But don't they understand? asked God
That you'll never leave them?
That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity?
That nothing is created or destroyed?
It just is....forever and ever and ever.
Eventually they will understand,
Replied the glorious cat
For I will whisper into their hearts
That I am always with them
I just am....forever and ever and ever.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Snowy ... (anglais seulement)
CATS ARE WONDERFUL
FRIENDS
Gentle eyes that see so much,
Paws that have the quiet touch.
Purrs to signal "all is well"
And show more love than words could tell.
Graceful movements touched with pride,
A calming presence by our side.
A friendship that takes time to grow,
Small wonder why we love them so.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Loca ... (anglais seulement)
WE HAVE A SECRET
We
have a secret, you and I
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind
so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but I
can see the bending grass.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Max ... (anglais seulement)
I THOUGHT OF YOU WITH
LOVE TODAY
I thought of you with love today
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too.
I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name.
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake
with which I’ll never part.
God has you in His keeping,
I have you in my heart.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de
Milou ... (anglais seulement)
When
you are sad,
I will dry your tears.
When you are scared,
I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried,
I will give you hope.
When you are confused,
I will help you cope.
And when you are lost,
and can't see the light.
I will be your beacon
shinning ever so bright.
This is my oath.
I pledge to the end.
Why, you may ask?
Because you're my friend.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire d'Ollie ... (anglais seulement)
DON'T GRIEVE TOO
LONG
Don't grieve too long for now I'm free
I've followed the path God set for me
I ran to Him when I heard His call
I swished my tail and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To bark, to love, to romp or play
Games left unplayed must stay that way
I found such peace, it made my day.
My parting has left you with a void
Please fill it with remembered joy
A friendship shared, your laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too shall miss.
Be not burdened with ties of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow
My life's been full, you've given so much
Your time, your love and gentle touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief
Lift up your heart and share with me
God wanted me, He set me free.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Joey ... (anglais seulement)
TRIBUTE TO A BEST FRIEND
Sunlight streams through
window pane
unto a spot on the floor....
then I remember,
it's where you used to lie, but now you are no more.
Our feet
walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound....
then I remember,
It's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is
heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can't be yours....
your golden voice is still.
But I'll
take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap
these treasured memorials
in a blanket of my love
and keep them for my best friend
until we meet above.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Gibson ... (anglais seulement)
IF I COULD
If I could
catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue.
If I could
build a mountain
You could call your very own
A place to find serenity
A place to be alone.
If I could
take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea
But all these things I'm finding
Are impossible for me.
I cannot
build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair
But let me be what I know best:
A friend that's always there.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Cooper ... (anglais seulement)
How it is that animals understand things I do not know, but it is
certain that they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which
is not made of words and everything in the world understands it.
Perhaps there is a soul hidden in everything and it can always
speak, without even making a sound, to another soul.
Frances Hodgson Burnett
à la
mémoire de Jena ... (anglais seulement)
Grief never ends, but it changes. It's a passage, not a place to
stay.
Grief is not a sign of weakness or a lack of faith. It is the price
of love.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Max ... (anglais seulement)
AFTERGLOW
I’d like the
memory of me to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun;
Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Toby ... (anglais seulement)
HIS JOURNEY'S JUST BEGUN
Don’t think of
him as gone away
his journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him
as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must
be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him
as living
in the hearts of those he touched…
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Bandit ... (anglais seulement)
IF I SHOULD GO TOMORROW
If I should go
tomorrow
It would never be goodbye,
For I have left my heart with you,
So don’t you ever cry.
The love that’s deep within me,
Shall reach you from the stars,
You’ll feel it from the heavens,
And it will heal the scars.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Kobi ... (anglais seulement)
WHEN WE'RE NOT TOGETHER
If ever there is
tomorrow when we’re not together…
there is something you must always remember.
You are braver than you believe,
stronger than you seem,
and smarter than you think.
But the most important thing is,
even if we’re apart…
I’ll always be with you.
A. A.
Milne
à la
mémoire de Ramses ... (anglais seulement)
MY LITTLE CAT GHOST
The years I've
worn you,
warm upon my shoulder
have led us here --
surprised to find us older.
And there was
nothing left
to do today
but hold you close
and help you on your way.
Be still, my
little cat,
be well, be free.
I know you're somewhere new
and loving me.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Bailey ... (anglais seulement)
YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE
When you walk
through the storm
Hold your head up high,
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone.
Oscar
Hammerstein
à la
mémoire de Mickey ... (anglais seulement)
WHAT WE HAVE ONCE ENJOYED
What we have once
enjoyed
we can never lose;
All that we love deeply,
becomes a part of us.
Helen
Keller
à la
mémoire de Shylo ... (anglais seulement)
When
you are sad,
I will dry your tears.
When you are scared,
I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried,
I will give you hope.
When you are confused,
I will help you cope.
And when you are lost,
and can't see the light.
I will be your beacon
shinning ever so bright.
This is my oath.
I pledge to the end.
Why, you may ask?
Because you're my friend.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Buddy ... (anglais seulement)
There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be
in our hearts.
Mahatma Gandhi
à la
mémoire de Lady ... (anglais seulement)
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or
even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Helen Keller
à la
mémoire de Maggie Mae ... (anglais seulement)
Those we have held in our arms for a little while, we hold in our
hearts forever.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la
mémoire de Tex ... 20 avril 2016 (anglais seulement)
I wrote your name
in the sand,
But the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in the sky,
But the wind blew it away.
So I wrote your name in my heart,
And that’s where it will stay, always.
(Auteur inconnu)
(Un hommage pour Tex
est ici:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJ3bbg1gmPY)
à la
mémoire d'Aethiya ... (anglais seulement)
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
Roger Caras
à la
mémoire de Hobie ... (anglais seulement)
We never really own a dog as much as he owns us.
Gene Hill
à la
mémoire de Smartie ... (anglais seulement)
Dogs’ lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
Agnes Sligh Turnbull
à la
mémoire de Beezley ... (anglais seulement)
In August 2001, upon our return from vacation, we drove to the Pet
Smart store on Merivale Road in Ottawa, to pick up a bag of dog food
for Triton, our 10 year-old Malamute/German Shepherd dog.
We were greeted at the door to the store by a very nice lady, who
was holding a small Bernese puppy in her arms. She said: 'Fifty
cents a hug'. We were a little surprised, but when she explained
that she was from the SPCA in Gatineau and the puppy was up for
adoption, we were immediately captured! We held and petted the
puppy, and watched her interact with other people as well as with
her canine companions in the enclosure in the store, and fell
completely in love with her.
After a very short discussion with my husband, and son, we applied
to adopt 'Sophie' and were accepted on the spot. She came home with
us that morning, with the promise that we would take her back to the
SPCA in Gatineau the next week for her final inoculation.
Renamed Beezley, she grew into a lovely Australian Shepherd sized
dog, who weighed in at 55 pounds when she was fully grown. Beezley
loved everyone - human, canine or cat, and everyone who met her fell
in love with her too. She was just about the fastest thing on 4
legs, and a friend of ours referred to her as a cross between a
Border Collie and a jet engine. She was the happiest, most laid back
dog that I have ever met - but we don't believe that she was Bernese
due to the level of energy she had. On her daily walks, Beezley
always walked twice as far as anyone else who accompanied her as she
was up and down into the ditches, and exploring every inch of her
environment with great enthusiasm. Walks always started off with
Beezley holding the leash in her mouth and pulling her walking
companion all the way down the driveway, backwards.
Beezley
outlived her old companion, Triton, who disciplined her and taught
her the ropes, and then spent 12 years chumming around with his
successor, Penny (the puppy in the attached picture), who also
passed away earlier this year.
We lost Beezley to old age at the end of February and she is sorely
missed in our household. She loved everyone and was truly loved by
all of us.
Thanks so much to the SPCA for our special friend. You do so much
for the animals in need of care and forever homes and you are such
compassionate people.
à la
mémoire de Taylor ... (anglais seulement)
Those we
love remain with us
For love itself lives on,
And cherished memories never fade
Because a loved one's gone.
Those we love can never be
More than a thought apart,
For as long as there is memory,
They'll live on in our hearts.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Jasper ... (anglais seulement)
Not a day goes by that I don't think about my handsome Jasper!
You are everywhere!
Especially sitting by the lake you loved so much to swim in, and
what a strong swimmer you were! Even near the end, when you could
barely walk or get in the boat due to pain, you swam so well!
You were my captain on the pedalo!
Whenever out of sight we would always be looking for each other!
I adopted you at 8 weeks from a refuge, you were so smart and
trained very quickly!
We had fun over the years with walks, seeing doggies and playing
ball, you were very strong and quite the athlete!
You were there for me during 8 major surgeries, always at my side to
comfort me!
Your last 8 months with cancer and a torn ACL ligament in your knee
was so hard for both of us! You with the pain and decreased mobility
and me not being able to make my best friend feel better!
I will always love my "BooBoo Bear, Jasper" and long for the day
that we will be together again over "Rainbow Bridge"
Your best friend!
à la mémoire de Venus ... (anglais seulement)
POEM FOR CATS
And God
asked the feline spirit
Are you ready to come home?
Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul
And, as a cat, you know I am most able
To decide anything for myself.
Are you coming then? asked God.
Soon, replied the whiskered angel
But I must come slowly
For my human friends are troubled
For you see, they need me, quite certainly.
But don't they understand? asked God
That you'll never leave them?
That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity?
That nothing is created or destroyed?
It just is....forever and ever and ever.
Eventually they will understand,
Replied the glorious cat
For I will whisper into their hearts
That I am always with them
I just am....forever and ever and ever.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Greta ... (anglais seulement)
WITH ANGELS THEY PLAY
They haven't really been taken away.
They have only gone with the Angels to play.
They have been given wings with which to fly.
All their troubles have passed them by.
Their life in heaven now must start.
But we'll hold their memory in our hearts.
Nothing about them will be forgotten.
But now they sleep on billowy clouds of cotton.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Genny ... (anglais seulement)
When you
are sad,
I will dry your tears.
When you are scared,
I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried,
I will give you hope.
When you are confused,
I will help you cope.
And when you are lost,
and can't see the light.
I will be your beacon
shinning ever so bright.
This is my oath.
I pledge to the end.
Why, you may ask?
Because you're my friend.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Ginger ... (anglais seulement)
A BRIDGE CALLED LOVE
It takes
us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these
fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is
a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Sidney ... (anglais seulement)
Do not
mourn my passing for if you could only see,
By slipping all my earthly
bonds, I'm young again and free.
By day I run the Heavenly
fields, my body healthy and strong,
At night I sleep at Angels'
Feet, lulled by Celestial Song.
So do not mourn my passing,
just close your eyes - you'll see,
I'm once again that frisky
pup, just as you remember me.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Bastian ... (anglais seulement)
There are
no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in our
hearts.
Mahatma
Gandhi
à la mémoire de Fergie ... (anglais seulement)
MY LITTLE CAT GHOST
The years I've
worn you,
warm upon my shoulder
have led us here --
surprised to find us older.
And there was
nothing left
to do today
but hold you close
and help you on your way.
Be still, my
little cat,
be well, be free.
I know you're somewhere new
and loving me.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Maggie ... (anglais seulement)
What we
have once enjoyed
we can never lose;
All that we love deeply,
becomes a part of us.
Helen
Keller
à la mémoire de Maggie ... (anglais seulement)
HER JOURNEY'S JUST BEGUN
Don't think of her as gone
away,
Her journey's just begun.
Life holds so many facets,
This earth is only one.
Just think of her as resting
From the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days or years.
Think how she must be wishing
That we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away.
And think of her as living
In the hearts of those she touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost
And she was loved so much.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire d'Amber ... (anglais seulement)
There is
sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill
our day;
But when we are certain of
sorrow in store
Why do we always arrange for
more?
Brothers and sisters I bid
you beware
Of giving your heart to a
dog to tear.
Rudyard Kipling
à la mémoire d'Ollie ... (anglais seulement)
If I had
a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden
forever.
Alfred
Lord Tennyson
à la mémoire de Quincy ... (anglais seulement)
I THOUGHT OF YOU WITH LOVE TODAY
I thought of
you with love today
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too.
I think of you
in silence,
I often speak your name.
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is
my keepsake
with which I’ll never part.
God has you in His keeping,
I have you in my heart.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Roxy ... (anglais seulement)
THE ROSE BEYOND THE WALL
A rose
once grew where all could see
sheltered beside a garden wall
And as the days passed swiftly by,
it spread its branches, straight and tall.
One day, a beam of light shone through
a crevice that had opened wide
The rose bent gently toward its warmth
then passed beyond to the other side...
Now, you who deeply feel its loss,
be comforted the rose blooms there
Its beauty even greater now,
nurtured by God's own loving care.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Bailey ... (anglais seulement)
The
golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing
but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when
they are gone.
George
Eliot
à la mémoire de Baze ... (anglais seulement)
SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL REMAINS
The tide
recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire d'Enzo & Ted ... (anglais seulement)
A good
dog never dies, he always stays,
he walks besides you on crisp autumn days
when frost is on the fields and winter's drawing near,
his head within our hand in his old way.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Kylie ... (anglais seulement)
TRIBUTE TO A BEST FRIEND
Sunlight streams through
window pane
unto a spot on the floor....
then I remember,
it's where you used to lie, but now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of
carpet,
and muted echoes sound....
then I remember,
It's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the
road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can't be yours....
your golden voice is still.
But I'll take that vacant
spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap these treasured
memorials
in a blanket of my love
and keep them for my best friend
until we meet above.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Clancy ... (anglais seulement)
I'M STILL HERE
Friend,
please don't mourn for me.
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I'm always near.
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I'll never wander out of your sight-
I'm the brightest star on a summer night.
I'll never be beyond your reach-
I'm the warm moist sand when you're at the beach.
I'm the
colorful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers of which you're so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking there's no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I'll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.
I'm the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on a baby's face.
Just look for me, friend, I'm everyplace!
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire d'Uma ... (anglais seulement)
WHEN WE'RE NOT TOGETHER
If ever there is tomorrow
when we’re not together…
there is something you must always remember.
You are braver than you believe,
stronger than you seem,
and smarter than you think.
But the most important thing is,
even if we’re apart…
I’ll always be with you.
A. A. Milne
à la mémoire de Buddy ... (anglais seulement)
IF I SHOULD GO TOMORROW
If I should go tomorrow
It would never be goodbye,
For I have left my heart with you,
So don’t you ever cry.
The love that’s deep within me,
Shall reach you from the stars,
You’ll feel it from the heavens,
And it will heal the scars.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Marshall ... (anglais seulement)
JUST MY DOG
He’s
just my dog.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
My other ears that hear above the winds.
He is the part of me that can reach out into the seas.
He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being.
By the way he rests against my leg.
By the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile.
By the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him.
When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, he is joy abound.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another person.
With him, I am all powerful.
He has promised to wait for me ... whenever ...
In case I need him; and I expect I will---
As I always have.
He is my dog.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Taco ... (anglais seulement)
DON'T GRIEVE TOO LONG
Don't grieve
too long for now I'm free
I've followed the path God set for me
I ran to Him when I heard His call
I swished my tail and left it all.
I could not
stay another day
To bark, to love, to romp or play
Games left unplayed must stay that way
I found such peace, it made my day.
My parting has
left you with a void
Please fill it with remembered joy
A friendship shared, your laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too shall miss.
Be not
burdened with ties of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow
My life's been full, you've given so much
Your time, your love and gentle touch.
Perhaps my
time seemed all too brief
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief
Lift up your heart and share with me
God wanted me, He set me free.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Lexie ... (anglais seulement)
WE HAVE A SECRET
We have a
secret, you and I
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you
lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my
hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth
of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland
paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with
the wind
so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but
I
can see the bending grass.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Zoe & Odie ... (anglais seulement)
YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE
When you walk through the
storm
Hold your head up high,
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone.
Oscar
Hammerstein
à la mémoire de Miss Steinway ... (anglais seulement)
CATS ARE WONDERFUL FRIENDS
Gentle eyes that see so
much,
Paws that have the quiet touch.
Purrs to signal "all is well"
And show more love than words could tell.
Graceful movements touched with pride,
A calming presence by our side.
A friendship that takes time to grow,
Small wonder why we love them so.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Sidney ... (anglais seulement)
IF I COULD
If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue.
If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own
A place to find serenity
A place to be alone.
If I could take your
troubles
I would toss them in the sea
But all these things I'm finding
Are impossible for me.
I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair
But let me be what I know best:
A friend that's always there.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Jacky ...
À
l'instant même où nous t'avons vu au refuge il y a 15 ans nous avons
tout de suite tomber amoureux de toi. Tu as été et tu restera mon
meilleur ami pour la vie. Ta présence à mes côtés va me manquer mais
je sais que tu mérites le repos. Va jouer avec minoune et Kevin. Je
sais qu'un jour j'irai vous voir et on se donnera le plus gros des
calins. Je vais faire de mon mieux pour rester courageuse.
Je t'aime plus que tout Jacky. Xoxo De Annie, Monique, Patrick et
Véro
à la mémoire de Jessie ... (anglais seulement)
Grief
never ends, but it changes. It's a passage, not a place to stay.
Grief is not a sign of weakness or a lack of faith. It is the price
of love.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Maya ... (anglais seulement)
WITH ANGELS THEY PLAY
They haven't really been taken away.
They have only gone with the Angels to play.
They have been given wings with which to fly.
All their troubles have passed them by.
Their life in heaven now must start.
But we'll hold their memory in our hearts.
Nothing about them will be forgotten.
But now they sleep on billowy clouds of cotton.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Teddy ... (anglais seulement)
We may
not be together
In the way we used to be.
We are still connected by a
Cord no eye can see.
So whenever you need to find
me
We're never far apart.
If you look beyond the
horizon
And listen with your heart.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Leo ... (anglais seulement)
Don’t cry
because it’s over, smile because it happened.
Dr. Seuss
à la mémoire d'Oreo ... (anglais seulement)
AFTERGLOW
I’d like the memory of me to
be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun;
Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Timmy ... (anglais seulement)
Threescore and ten are given to man;
But ours is a much briefer span.
So, though I give you all my heart,
The time will come when we must part.
But all around you, you will see,
Creatures that speak to you of me;
A tired horse, a hunted thing,
A sparrow with a broken wing...
Pity and help (I know you will)
And somehow, I will be with you still;
And I shall know, although I’m gone,
The love I gave to you lingers on.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Lily ... (anglais seulement)
How it is
that animals understand things I do not know, but it is certain that
they do understand. Perhaps there is a language which is not made of
words and everything in the world understands it. Perhaps there is a
soul hidden in everything and it can always speak, without even
making a sound, to another soul.
Frances
Hodgson Burnett
à la mémoire de Scooby ... (anglais seulement)
I wrote your name in the
sand,
But the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in the sky,
But the wind blew it away.
So I wrote your name in my heart,
And that’s where it will stay, always.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Bocky ... (anglais seulement)
Until one
has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.
Anatole
France
à la mémoire de Chewie ... (anglais seulement)
When you
are sad,
I will dry your tears.
When you are scared,
I will comfort your fears.
When you are worried,
I will give you hope.
When you are confused,
I will help you cope.
And when you are lost,
and can't see the light.
I will be your beacon
shinning ever so bright.
This is my oath.
I pledge to the end.
Why, you may ask?
Because you're my friend.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Marshall ... (anglais seulement)
What we
have once enjoyed
we can never lose;
All that we love deeply,
becomes a part of us.
Helen
Keller
à la mémoire de Joya ... (anglais seulement)
Joya was a spectacular dog: loving, intelligent, and full of life. A
great family dog, who loved people (more than dogs), and just
hanging out.
Joya came into our lives in April 2007. My parents had died earlier
that year, and I was desolate. My three kids and I visited the SPCA
of Western Quebec “just to have a look”. Joya was introduced to us,
we went for a walk and then to the living-room area to get to know
her. She went to each of us in turn, snuggling up to us and smiling,
and wriggling from shoulders to tail. That was that; she came home
with us. She’s been a core family member ever since --- through our
various trials of teenager-hood, school and work, the loss of our
husband and father, as well as the many good times of walks in the
woods, summers by the pool, her many people friends and new family
members whom she welcomed and who enjoyed her over the years, and
simply her gentle presence nearby.
She lived for nearly 14 years, and slowed down gradually over the
past year or so. We were lucky to have her for as long as we did,
and loved her dearly. We are forever grateful for the gift of Joya,
“the perfect dog”.
à la mémoire de Bustle ... (anglais seulement)
A better friend we could have never imagined, your kisses will be
missed. Even at the end of your life you always had time for
kisses. Thank you for the many years, the walks, the drives, the
happy times. Because of you, we can love again and open our home to
another dog who needs us. We wait for the day we meet again and
welcome our dear friend with open arms.
à la mémoire de Finley ... (anglais seulement)
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor
touched, but are felt with the heart.
Helen Keller
à la mémoire de Sydney ... (anglais seulement)
Seashells remind us that every passing life leaves something
beautiful behind.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Willow ... (anglais seulement)
If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you’ve made me
smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Piper ... (anglais seulement)
Unable are the loved to die,
for love is immortality.
Emily Dickinson
à la mémoire de Josie & Maple ... (anglais seulement)
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seems all too brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Sam ... (anglais seulement)
If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your
heart. I'll stay there forever.
A.A. Milne
à la mémoire de Stryder ... (anglais seulement)
The song is ended but the melody lingers on.
Irving Berlin
à la mémoire de Homer ... (anglais seulement)
Those we love don't go away, they walk
beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near; still
loved, still missed and very dear.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Charlie ... (anglais seulement)
When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a
treasure.(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Meshka ... (anglais seulement)
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no
one can steal.(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Lakai ... (anglais seulement)
Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in
time of sorrow.
Robert Louis Stevenson
à la mémoire de Gracie ... (anglais seulement)
How very softly you tiptoed into our world, almost silently, only a
moment you stayed. But what an imprint your footsteps have
left upon our hearts.
Dorothy Ferguson
à la mémoire de Willy ... (anglais seulement)
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
Roger Caras
à la mémoire de Pie ... (anglais seulement)
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see
nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them
when they are gone.
George Eliot
à la mémoire de Blondie ... (anglais seulement)
Don’t cry
because it’s over, smile because it happened.
Dr. Seuss
à la mémoire de Savannah ... (anglais seulement)
The pain passes, but the beauty remains.
Renoir
à la mémoire de Domino ... (anglais seulement)
Just living is not enough, said the butterfly, one must have
sunshine, freedom and a little flower.
Hans Christian Andersen
à la mémoire de Blaze ... (anglais seulement)
The comfort of having a friend may be taken away, but not that of
having had one.
Seneca
à la mémoire de Benji ... (anglais seulement)
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the
love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let
us know they are happy.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Biscuit ... (anglais seulement)
Gentle eyes that see so
much,
Paws that have the quiet touch.
Purrs to signal "all is well"
And show more love than words could tell.
Graceful movements touched with pride,
A calming presence by our side.
A friendship that takes time to grow,
Small wonder why we love them so.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Maya ... (anglais seulement)
It is not length of life, but depth of life.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
à la mémoire de Makita ... (anglais seulement)
Those we hold closest to our hearts never truly leave us. They live
on in the kindness they have shared and they love they brought into
our lives.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Chance ... (anglais seulement)
The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Boris ... (anglais seulement)
There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be
in my heart.
Mahatma Gandhi
à la mémoire de Lance ... (anglais seulement)
A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will
have no roses.
Dr. Seuss
à la mémoire de Jake ... (anglais seulement)
You went first and we remain to walk the
road alone,
We live in mem'ry's garden, dear, with happy days we've known.
We've known so much of happiness we've had our cup of joy,
And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy.
Someday down that lonely road you'll hear me call your name,
Beyond the sunset we will be together once again.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Buster ... (anglais seulement)
We may
not be together
In the way we used to be.
We are still connected by a
Cord no eye can see.
So whenever you need to find
me
We're never far apart.
If you look beyond the
horizon
And listen with your heart.
(Auteur
inconnu)
à la mémoire de Kaya ... (anglais seulement)
There is
sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill
our day;
But when we are certain of
sorrow in store
Why do we always arrange for
more?
Brothers and sisters I bid
you beware
Of giving your heart to a
dog to tear.
Rudyard Kipling
à la mémoire de Marvin ... (anglais seulement)
The years I've
worn you,
warm upon my shoulder
have led us here --
surprised to find us older.
And there was
nothing left
to do today
but hold you close
and help you on your way.
Be still, my
little cat,
be well, be free.
I know you're somewhere new
and loving me.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Molly ... (anglais seulement)
Grief never ends, but it changes. It's a passage, not a place to
stay.
Grief is not a sign of weakness or a lack of faith. It is the price
of love.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Diego ... (anglais seulement)
Those we have held in our arms for a little while, we hold in our
hearts forever.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire d'Ollie ... (anglais seulement)
I wrote your name in the
sand,
But the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in the sky,
But the wind blew it away.
So I wrote your name in my heart,
And that’s where it will stay, always.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Chanell ... (anglais seulement)
They haven't really been taken away.
They have only gone with the Angels to play.
They have been given wings with which to fly.
All their troubles have passed them by.
Their life in heaven now must start.
But we'll hold their memory in our hearts.
Nothing about them will be forgotten.
But now they sleep on billowy clouds of cotton.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Suki ... (anglais seulement)
The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Wishbone ... (anglais seulement)
I hold it true,
whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I
sorrow most;
'Tis better to
have loved and lost
Than never to
have loved at all.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
à la mémoire d'Aaron ... (anglais seulement)
If I should go
tomorrow
It would never be
goodbye,
For I have left
my heart with you,
So don't you ever
cry.
The love that's
deep within me,
Shall reach you
from the stars,
You'll feel it
from the heavens,
And it will heal the scars.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Stuart ... (anglais seulement)
In times of
darkness, love sees…
In times of
silence, love hears...
In times of
doubt, love hopes…
In times of
sorrow, love heals...
And in all times,
love remembers.
May time soften
the pain
Until all that
remains
Is the warmth of
the memories.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Maggie ... (anglais seulement)
Don't cry for me now I have died, for I'm still here
I'm by your side.
My body's gone but my soul is here, please don't shed another tear.
I am still here I'm all around, only my body lies in the ground.
I am the snowflake that kisses your nose,
I am the frost that nips your toes.
I am the sun bringing you light,
I am the star shining so bright.
I am the rain refreshing the earth,
I am the laughter, I am the mirth.
I am the bird up in the sky,
I am the cloud that's drifting by.
I am the thoughts inside your head,
While I'm still there, I can't be dead.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Mountain ... (anglais seulement)
No winter without
a spring
And beyond the dark horizon
Our hearts will once more sing ….
For those who leave us for a while
Have only gone away
Out of a restless, care worn world
Into a brighter day
Helen
Steiner Rice
à la mémoire de Missy ... (anglais seulement)
Don't think of her as gone
away,
Her journey's just begun.
Life holds so many facets,
This earth is only one.
Just think of her as resting
From the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days or years.
Think how she must be wishing
That we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness
Can really pass away.
And think of her as living
In the hearts of those she touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost
And she was loved so much.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Lulu ... (anglais seulement)
I give you this
one thought to keep.
I am with you still. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand
winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on the 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.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Keely ... (anglais seulement)
I lost a
treasured friend today
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
And shared her silent thoughts with me.
She’ll come no longer to my call
Retrieve no more her favourite ball
A voice far greater than my own
Has called her to his golden throne.
Although my eyes are filled with tears
I thank him for the happy years
He let her spend down here with me
And for her love and loyalty.
When it is time for me to go
And join her there, this much I know
I shall not fear the transient dark
For she will greet me with a bark.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Bibo ... (anglais seulement)
I’d like the
memory of me
to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an after glow
of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when life is done
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Trassa ... (anglais seulement)
Those we love remain with us
For love itself lives on,
And cherished memories never fade
Because a loved one's gone.
Those we love can never be
More than a thought apart,
For as long as there is memory,
They'll live on in our hearts.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Koko ... (anglais seulement)
A rose
once grew where all could see
sheltered beside a garden
wall
And as the days passed
swiftly by,
it spread its branches,
straight and tall.
One day, a beam of light
shone through
a crevice that had opened
wide
The rose bent gently toward
its warmth
then passed beyond to the
other side...
Now, you who deeply feel its
loss,
be comforted the rose blooms
there
Its beauty even greater now,
nurtured by God's own loving
care.
(Auteur
inconnu)
à la mémoire de Gypsy ... (anglais seulement)
We have a
secret, you and I
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind
so young again, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but I
can see the bending grass.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Jordi ... (anglais seulement)
It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Panda ... (anglais seulement)
What we have once enjoyed
we can never lose;
All that we love deeply,
becomes a part of us.
Helen Keller
à la mémoire d'Abbey... (anglais seulement)
Threescore and ten are given to man;
But ours is a much briefer span.
So, though I give you all my heart,
The time will come when we must part.
But all around you, you will see,
Creatures that speak to you of me;
A tired horse, a hunted thing,
A sparrow with a broken wing...
Pity and help (I know you will)
And somehow, I will be with you still;
And I shall know, although I’m gone,
The love I gave to you lingers on.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Buster ... (anglais seulement)
Do not mourn my passing for if you could only see,
By slipping all my earthly bonds, I'm young again and free.
By day I run the Heavenly fields, my body healthy and strong,
At night I sleep at Angels' Feet, lulled by Celestial Song.
So do not mourn my passing, just close your eyes - you'll see,
I'm once again that frisky pup, just as you remember me.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Charlie ... (anglais seulement)
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I
could walk in my garden forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
à la mémoire de Buddy ... (anglais seulement)
If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue.
If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own
A place to find serenity
A place to be alone.
If I could take your
troubles
I would toss them in the sea
But all these things I'm finding
Are impossible for me.
I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair
But let me be what I know best:
A friend that's always there.
(Auteur inconnu)
à la mémoire de Lady & Pucca ... (anglais seulement)
Don't grieve for me, for now
I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be
not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seems all too brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.
(Auteur inconnu)
à
la mémoire
de Willy ...
Pour
nous tu n'étais pas juste un chien, tu faisais partie de notre
famille, comme un membre à part entière. Je crois qu'avec nous, tu
as eu une belle vie, tu n'as jamais manqué d'amour, et cela me
console un peu. Je t'aime mon nounou, ta patte est gravée à tout
jamais dans nos cœurs. Voici un photo de mon chien Willy
Décédé, le 29 décembre 2020
à
la mémoire
de Lily-Pop ... (anglais seulement)
The
tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand.
The sun goes down but gentle
warmth still lingers on the land.
The music stops and yet it echoes
on in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.
(Auteur inconnu)
à
la mémoire d'Angel ... (anglais seulement)
A rose once grew where all could see
I
just wanted to let you know that I made it home.
When
you are sad,
And
God asked the feline spirit
We
have a secret, you and I
Son
petit cœur n’en pouvait plus,
