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Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell. ~Edna St Vincent Millay Please send us your tributes to those who are waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge. Although a donation is not expected or required, it is a nice tribute to the memory of your loved one to help another live on in his or her memory. When you click on the donate button, let us know that it is for a Rainbow Bridge dedication and we will light a candle in your loved one's honor. Remembered furkids do not have to be Collies. They don't even have to be dogs. ;) If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden. ~Claudia Ghandi Ever absent, ever near;  Still I see thee, still I hear; Yet I cannot reach thee, dear! ~Francis Kazinczy Sometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated. ~Lamartine Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away to the next room. I am I and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, That, we still are. Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect. Without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same that it ever was. There is absolute unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you. For an interval. Somewhere. Very near. Just around the corner. All is well. Death Poem by Henry Scott Holland ~ 1847-1918 Canon of St. Paul's Cathedral ~ London. UK
She was the light of my life, my little Rock of Gibraltar, my shoulder to cry on, my little comic. She was there for me through thick and thin, good times and bad. She made me laugh and smile more times than I can count. I would tell her my troubles and she would just listen and then lick my face as if to say, “Everything will be okay.” I never wanted to image life without her, but now sadly, life without her is reality. When life left her little body on April 16, 2011, she unknowingly took a piece of my heart that cannot be replaced. The pain of her absence from my life is a constant reminder that our little furry friends are not with us long enough. Four months after her passing, I still weep when she is not there to cuddle with me, I don’t hear her distinctive bark when I put my key in the lock or hear the clicking of her nails on the hardwood floor. I look forward to the day when I can go to the Rainbow Bridge and call her name and she will come running to great me and I scoop her up in my arms to hug her. And, of course, she’ll lick my face. My little girl, my Sassy Girl, I miss you everyday. 
Collie Concern was called to rescue a collie at the Elizabethton shelter. We were told she was a senior, that there was something wrong with her eyes, that she had facial scars, that her former owner had burned down his trailer with all his dogs inside and was in jail for arson, and that she was laying down and eating. What we got was a mess of foul smelling mats - the worst case of neglect I had ever seen. There were maggots living in her coat and sores all over her body. Where I could see skin, she looked like bruised fruit and her face and ear tips were all bloody. The shelter had named her "Lassie" because she was a collie, but she didn't answer to it. I renamed her Phoenix. She became my foster dog. Little did I know at the time, that she would be my Own dog. I got her to a vet immediately and there were a lot of health issues. I got her shaved down to take care of the painful mats. We did medicated baths every three days for weeks. We did ointments on her infected sores and burns. She had a condition in addition to her burns called dermatomyositis. She took medications for that. She had eye ointments, skin ointments, pills, special food, pokes, prods, x-rays, and lots of tests, but she tried very hard to live! She loved my cats and dogs and they loved her. She would "spoon" with my dogs. We would call it a Phinny Cookie because there would be three dogs with Phinny in the middle. She would lick the cats until they were wet. She would walk over to me and sit with her head on my thigh when I would use the computer and I would just pet her and tell her about what a wonderful home she would someday have. I think she was telling me that she was already in her home. Several months after I first took her home, she started having seizures, circling and bleeding from her nose. We tried to control the seizures with phenobarbital and she was put on other medicines for the other symptoms. We did more tests, x-rays, etc. Phenobarbital did not control the seizures, and she went into status epilepticus - she would have a seizure and come out to go into another. We set her free from this world while she was eating chicken nuggats in my arms - as was her style. This picture was at an adoption event about a month before her passing as she was being cuddled by two potential adopters who cared about her very much. 
Sevierville Animal Shelter called Collie Concern Rescue and said they had a special girl that they really needed to find a rescue for. This sweet girl was a neglect case and had never known love in all of her 14 years. The rescue coordinator loved this dog and had been trying to secure rescue for three weeks. Unfortunately, she was also the shelter's euthanasia technician and she could not bear to say goodbye to her sweet friend and be the one to put her down without a chance to be happy. Collie Concern took in Fozzy girl. She ate good soft food, she slept in a warm bed and her foster parents loved her. When she was too painful to be able to walk, we took her to the vet. Fozzy was set free from this world due to cancer in her abdomen, but she knew love and warmth and good food and good people and kindness and was a long way from the neglect and bad situation she was in before the shelter took her in. We love you, Fozzy! |
