| Location | Warrington |
| Age | 14 years |
| Date of Birth | 12/03/1991 |
| Date of Death | 19/09/2005 |
| Visitors | 1,880 since 02/11/2008 |
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My 1st dog [ PRINCE ] had just died in the January of 1995, I found it difficult living without a
dog by my side. My husband at the time had said he would buy me a pedigree dog so I bought some dog
magazines to read up on different breeds.
I had 3 breeds in mind a Red Setter, a Long Haired Collie [ Lassie dog ] or a Labrador. As I was
brought up around Lab's my husband suggested I stick with the breed I knew, so one of the dog
magazine's had an article in about a Labrador Rescue Society called Northwest Lab Rescue. We applied
and in the March of 1995 I got a phone call from Glenys who ran the Society, she said we have a 3
year old Black lab male if you want to adopt him, but he dos'nt like cats and gets excited when
greeting.
I said yes we would have him. We then went to Leigh because the owner was traveling from Cumbria
with him and we would meet up at one of the kennals lab rescue used for rehomeing.
There were 4 Labs in the kennals [ 3 Black and 1 Golden ] when we got there we were told Callum was
the one with the collar on. While we were paying the £60 to adopt him and fill in an adoption form
the owner who drove all the way from Cumbria to give him up was still around near her car, she came
over to us crying that started me off as well, she said take care of him he's my baby I have no
children, I said I will we have no children either.
From that day he settled into his new home and he went everywhere with us and like Prince he loved
going to Southport going in the sea and playing with a frizbee.
I split from my husband in 2000 but I kept Callum. Within 3 years I was married to my second
husband who fell in love with Callum stright away, Callum would follow him round like his shadow.
Then in 2004 he was suffering with arthritis he started to slow down and finding it hard to get up
the stairs, he started to look up the stairs if you was upstairs crying and whimpering knowing he
could not make it.
The next year September [05] his back legs had gone he could not get up and when he did manage to
get up he was walking side ways like he'd had a stroke or something.
I knew it was time to have him put to sleep so my brother and my husband took him to the vets yet
again I could not go knowing that he was going for good. I sat in the hall with him on his bed
saying my goodbyes untill it was time to take him the vets. The vet confirmed that he had, had a
mini stroke.
We had him cremated and we have his ashes in a nice wooden casket with a brass nameplate with his
name on.
xxx Callum xxx
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xxx Love Mum xxx
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ONE MAN'S SPECIAL TRIBUTE TO A DOG
The one absolutely unselfish friend that
a man can have in this selfish world,
the one that never deserts him,
the one that never proves ungrateful
or treacherous, is his dog.
A man's dog stands by him in prosperity
and in poverty,
in health and in sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground where
the wintery winds blow,
and the snow drives fiercely,
if only he may be near his master's
side. He will kiss the hand that has no
food to offer, he will lick the sores
and wounds that come in encounter with
the roughness of the world. He guards
the sleep of his Pauper master as if he
were a prince.
When all other friends desert,
he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation
falls to pieces, he is as constant in
his love as the sun in it's journey
through the heavens.
If misfortune drives the master forth
an outcast in the world, friendless
and homeless, the faithful dog asks
no higher privilege than that of
accompanying him to guard against
danger, to fight against his enemies.
And when the last scene of all comes,
and death takes the master in it's
embrace, and his body is laid away in
the cold ground, no matter if all other
friends pursue their way, there by the
graveside will the noble dog be found,
his head between his paws, his eyes sad,
but open in alert watchfulness,
faithful and true, even in death.
-From a speech given by
Former Senator George Graham Vest
of Missouri. Delivered in 1870 when he
was acting as a lawyer in a suit against
a man who had killed the dog of his
client. -- He won the case.
Do Not Cry
Do not cry, for I have found true peace,
And though I'm sad, my aches do cease,
I know you wanted me to stay,
But it can't always be that way.
Do not cry, for now the fields I pass,
I play and frolic in the grass,
My friends love me and I am free,
For this is how it's meant to be.
Do not cry, for I am not alone,
I have a huge and juicy bone,
The water here is crystal clear,
Never again will I feel fear.
Do not cry, for though you miss my love,
I watch you from the skies above,
And there are lots more troubled souls,
That need you to refill their bowls.
So do not cry, for time will come,
When we will once again be one,
You'll climb that wondrous coloured ridge,
To where I wait, at Rainbow Bridge.
xxx
I never speak with words, but your heart can hear me true. This is how I am made.
Remember when I came into your life? Did something in your soul come alive and open up to the calling in my eyes? How did you understand what I offered to you?
Somehow you knew something special was being offered and took it gladly, with a knowledge deep and sure that I would not betray you. I had no speech and yet you understood what I had to share with you.
I came to you as flesh, like yours, and as blood, like yours. Innocence is all I have against the confusion that the words of men can create, sounds that have the power to hide your inner grace from your mind. My eyes speak true with my innocence and somehow without logic you understand this.
My speech is of the heart. My speech is of the spirit. Words can lie. The pure soul shining from my eyes cannot, and the song of joy I sing with my body and with this, my life, will not.
We two have much to exchange without words in our time together. In the opening of our souls your soul opened to a depth of love like none you've ever believed was possible. This I give to you, for this is how I am made.
Flesh fails as does blood and we share this in our natures too. It may happen that my time with you is short and I must go ahead. Know then that the surest sign that you have received my gift in full measure is the inconsolable pain your opened soul feels. And when words get in the way of true understanding, and you cry "Why?", know this – I have gone ahead because I know the way.
Don't forget what we shared. Don't forget again what we together learned to remember, and what our spirits know without words. We have learned of love. In our empathy we have learned of all that we share in common which binds together all made of flesh.
If these lessons we've shared grow dim with time and you become confused at the end, do not be afraid. True as always my spirit will come for you. Safe within my loving embrace I will show you the way.
This is how I am made – an angel in spirit, an angel in flesh. This is what I am.
~ by Stavros Phillips
For Callum
A wagging tail, adoring eyes,
barking at the door,
playful tugging, frequent naps,
toys strewn across the floor.
With little snorts and playful barks
you made your presence known
and, knowing you were always there,
I never felt alone.
You loved it when I scratched your ears,
I swear it made you smile.
I could never stay angry with you,
I couldn’t if I tried.
The barking at the door has ceased,
no wagging tail to greet me,
just memories of a special friend
and good times are all I see.
Although I miss you dearly,
I’ll try not to feel so blue,
because I know that there’s a heaven
for special dogs like you.
xxx
YOU HAVE BECOME.......
You have become the wind,
that plays in my hair.
You have become the water,
that washes away my pain.
You have become the sun,
that takes away my tears,
you have become the shadow,
who gives me the power to fight with all my fears.
Now you are in heaven,
sleeping your endless sleep,
living your prettiest dreams
on a cloud so soft and so deep ....
By Sanja Temnik
"OLD DOG IN A LOCKET"
Old dog in a locket,
That lays next to my heart;
I will always love you,
As I did right from the start.
You were right beside me,
Through the darkest of my days;
It was your kind and gentle nature,
That made me want to stay.
Now I hold you in my arms,
Your breath still warm against my hand;
Our hearts still beat together,
And I wonder if you understand.
Through the hours that I held you,
Before the light did leave your soul;
I knew a way to keep you,
Forever in my hold.
I snipped the hair from around your eyes,
So I would always see;
The beauty that surrounds me,
Even in times of need.
I snipped the hair from around your ears,
So I would always hear;
Music in the distance,
To quiet any fears.
I snipped the hair from across your back,
To bring me strength in time of need;
And the power of your essence,
Would always be with me.
I snipped the hair from around your heart,
That beat in time with mine;
So I would know that love would find me,
At some distant time.
And so, your life slipped out of mine,
On a quiet Spring-like day;
But I knew that a part of you,
Was always here to stay.
Old dog in a locket,
That lays next to my heart;
I will always love you,
Even though we had to part.
AUTHOR--Heidi Stamm (Bainbridge Island, WA )
I ONLY WANTED YOU
They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway
and heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again.
--- Anonymous ---
For animal lovers
I shall walk in the Sun above,
Whose golden light you loved.
I shall sleep alone and, stirring, touch an empty place.
I shall write uninterrupted.
Would that your gentle paw could stir my moving
pen just once again.
I shall see beauty, but none to match
your living grace.
I shall hear music, but none so sweet as the
droning song with which you loved me.
I shall fill my days, but I shall not, can not, forget.
Sleep soft dear friend, for while I live
You shall not die."
Michael Joseph
Souls do not disintegrate and die:
Years pass and yet they do not fade away.
Memories are like a distant star
Pouring forth its light across the void.
All our tears and laughter do not lie:
Though we pass like dreams, our spirits stay,
Held fast by love, which is just what we are,
Yet in a form that cannot be destroyed.
By Nicolas Gordon
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