Dog: Dustee (Lhasa Apso) – Houston, TX (09/18/1995 – 10/31/2009)

Our precious girl Dustee, was a beautiful Lhasa Apso. She was both Daddy’s girl and Mama’s girl.

Dustee made both of us feel like she was just for us.

I just don’t know how we are going to get over missing her.

We just didn’t know it would happen so soon.

We love her. Is it ever going to be okay again?

My pet Tuffy was a Lhasa Apso – Pomeranian mix. Tuffy my sweetheart, was there with me for ten years until his sad demise on 31st August 2009.

It was a shock to let my dog go like that in the ground. Tuffy was the pet I grew up with and the pet I shared my feelings with.

He was my sweetheart and we always would remain as one. His death was sad and one that caused him a lot of pain.

His kidneys failed and I could not do anything to help him. I felt so sorry for myself and never felt so helpless. I wanted to help him but couldn’t.

I love my dog the most and will never forget him. No dog can take his place in my heart. I love you Tuffy and wish you had stayed longer.

The loss of my dog was unrecoverable. I cried all day and questioned him why he did this. That is when I looked at the sky and saw Tuffy looking at me peacefully. That’s when I realized that he found his true place.

Will miss you Tuffy ….

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A sweet poem just for my dog -

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 sea.

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.
(I think it makes him sick with worry when he
is not along to care for me.)

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 unbounded.
When I am a fool, he ignores it.
When I succeed, he brags.
Without him, I am only another man. With him,
I am all-powerful.
He is loyalty itself.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion.
With him, I know a secret comfort and a
private peace. He has brought me understanding
where before I was ignorant.
His head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
His presence by my side is protection against
my fears of dark and unknown things.
He has promised to wait for me…
henever…wherever–in case I need him.
And I expect I will–as I always have.
He is just my dog.

LOVE

NANU , GUDIYA ,GONU

We got Kirby before Christmas one year and we all loved him. When we picked him, there we so many to chose from, but this one stood out to the family.

Kirby was a dog that everyone loved to be around. I remember how Kirby used to play with my pet guinea pig and that made me happy.

The day that Kirby died was a very sad day for me. I remember how my dad was taking me to a babysitting class and as we were going down the street the dog was following the car.

Then the dog ran under the car and got hit by the tires. When I heard the sound, I knew we had hit him, but I was praying that he would be OK.

My dad put the dog in a blanket in the back of the truck and then took me to my babysitting class. While I was at the class my dad took the dog to the vets and the vet said that there was nothing we could do.

My dad then came and got me out of the class and told me that he was dead, and I broke down crying, I decided to leave the class and just come home and cry.

In the end we decided to cremate him and I miss him so much. Kirby was a friendly dog that I loved and that I have many fond memories of.

Kirby, we are all thinking about you and are always in our hearts and I wish that you were still here.