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<table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="12"> <tr> <td><font color="#000000"> <p><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></p> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><font size="3"><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></font><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rainbow Bridge </span><br /> Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. <br /> </span></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /> When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. <br /> There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. <br /> There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. <br /> <br /> All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. <br /> The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. <br /> <br /> They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. <br /> <br /> You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. <br /> <br /> Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... <br /> Author unknown...</span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <p> </p> <h2> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><font size="+0"><font size="+0"><font size="2" color="#000000"><font size="2" color="#000000"><strong><font size="3">Time To Say Goodbye</font></strong></font></font></font></font></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><font color="#000000">Lupe </font></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: small;"><font color="#000000"><font color="#000000"><img height="160" width="213" src="/users/KeithIbsen3991/docs/Image/Rainbow Bridge - Lupe.jpg" alt="" /></font></font></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><font color="#000000">Wishing Janet and Lloyd all of our heartfelt sympathies and dearest wishes</font></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><font size="+0"><font size="+0"><font size="2" color="#000000"><font size="2" color="#000000">“Anheuzer” DSH Seal Point Cross Mn 6/18/1991 - 3/7/2009</font></font></font></font></span></p> </h2> <p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><font size="+0"><font color="#000000"><font color="#000000">He took his last stroll across the deck to the water bowl where he sat himself down. Without the desire, or the strength perhaps, to lap up the life giving water as he had done so many times over the past two and half years when first diagnosed with renal insufficiency. He sat, and he stared at his reflection, a splinter of its former self. His kidney values where still tolerable, it was anemia and anorexia that made him fail, and he let me know, it was time.</font></font></font></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: smaller;"><font size="+0"><font size="+0"><font color="#000000"><font color="#000000">So he lay on a soft bed in his favorite spot on his deck, over looking the bird feeder, on this sunny warm and beautiful March day. With my loving strokes and gentle humming, his head gradually and peacefully lowered onto the bed on which he lay, and it was here he died. On his deck, in his favorite spot with his life long buddies near. Anton, the Sheppard, Jerry, Ezzie and Puss Cat near.<br /> A humane injection, my last gesture of devotional love and caring, sending him on. This was his final experience and these were his final memories. </font></font></font></font></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: smaller;"><font size="+0"><font size="+0"><font color="#000000"><font color="#000000">It was hard to let go, but I have no doubt, he was grateful for this option. Spared the agonizing and lonely suffering that so often less fortunate cats, such as feral and stray cats, experience in their final days and hours.</font></font></font></font></span></span></p> <p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: smaller;"><font size="+0"><font size="+0"><font color="#000000"><font color="#000000">Devotedly, Laura Gay Senk, DVM</font></font></font></font></span><font size="+0"><font size="+0"><font size="2" color="#000000"><font size="2" color="#000000"><br /> </font></font></font></font></span></p> <p><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></p> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"> <img src="/users/KeithIbsen3991/Image/Anheuzer2.jpg" alt="" /></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><font size="3"><br /> </font><span style="font-size: larger;"><strong>Margaret</strong></span></span></div> <p><span style="font-family: Arial;">Miss Margaret was adopted from Glen Cove Animal Lovers League. May 2007. She was a brave soul. She arrived at the shelter an older lady with mammary tumors and bad teeth. She was sweet and apparently otherwise healthy. So she was treated to a dental treatment and surgery to remove the masses. I was still missing Mr Sid, my last Glen Cove adoptee. So I guess I was the first to come to mind. The family went to meet her and it was love at first sight. She was all black with a bit of gray on her face. We had to wait for her long line of stitches to come out. But that gave me time to prepare for a lady. She got a wrought iron canopy bed and some nice pink clothes. We picked her up on a Tuesday. She loved her bed. But she seemed to be a bit sad and missed her friends at the shelter. She was not eating well, until her grandma made sauce with meat-balls. Well she seemed to perk right up. That started a trend. I also found out she was blind so new environments were hard for her. But she found she could follow the noise of my shoes to go for walks. She started to go to the golf course and help her brothers keep the geese away. She would run and snarl at them. She had her fun. She also went up state for vacation with us. We hike trails with the dogs. I was all prepared with a front carrier and a pup carriage, thinking I would be carrying her most of the way. Well she would have none of that and so she walked following my heels. She did a full 12 mile hike to Round Pond and up Black Bear Mountain in Inlet, New York. She was kind enough to wait for me while I collapsed, not able to breathe, moaning "what was I thinking? "And she licked my face. She got to unwrap Holiday gifts and eat turkey and lasagna. Wine cake was her favorite dessert. This June I noticed she was a lot grayer and breathing a little heavy but it was a hot summer. I took her into the vet because she seemed a bit depressed. We found the cancer had come back and it was in her lungs. She was now taking meds she was still eating and walking. She had her last vacation up state This time she walked a little but she allowed mom to put her in the carrier. She went in the lake, the river and all her favorite places. When she was too unhappy to eat we said a very gentle "goodbye" with the help of Dr. Franz and Lisa and her friends. I will miss her very much. She was only with us a short time but it was a happy, loving time.<br /> </span></p> <p><span style="font-family: Arial;">Shelter pets are the best and Sid and Margaret are two reasons why older dogs are just as adaptable as that cute puppy. </span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>The Doughten Family</strong></span></p> </font></td> </tr> </table>
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