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Dutch

We lost Mr Dutch to a sudden illness in February 2000, we miss him every day. He was 9 years young.


You're giving me a special gift, So sorrowfully endowed, And through these last few cherished days, Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing When your best friend is in pain, And understanding earthly acts Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes, Beyond, into your soul, I see in you the magic, that will Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess, Is why I look to you today, To do this thing that must be done, For it's the only way.

That strength is why I've followed you, And chose you as my friend, And why I've loved you all these years... My partner 'til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift, You're giving, means to me, It gives me back the strength I've lost, And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf, For that is what friends do. And know that what you do is right, For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent, And through your hand I feel, The courage that's within you, To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the leash that holds me here, Dear friend, and let me run, Once more a strong and steady dog, My pain and struggle done.

And don't despair my passing, For I won't be far away, Forever here, within your heart, And memory I'll stay.

I'll be there watching over you, Your ever faithful friend, And in your memories I'll run, ...a young dog once again.




Lollipop was one of our first hollands, she lived to be 7,
thank you Connie




Though Nicky was a rugmuncher deluxe out of his cage, he managed to impress his share of judges, and added some important parts to our herd, we had him until the ripe old age of 8




What can we say about Satchel, he will always be a special one to our family. He was an invaluable breeder & show buck, but mostly a special buddy of ours. He is sadly missed, and remembered in many faces in our barn. He brightened the life of our good friend Lee Chenevert, for a short time, but found his place in her heart, also. He was one of a kind.





Twinky, a very special angora goat, she lived a short,
but happy life with us.




Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are and content, except for one small thing-they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent, his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face, your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart. Then together you and your special pet cross the Rainbow Bridge.

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