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Lyna Joli
Mom you are always there for us.
Mom you are always there for us. We know that you have lots going on with work at the moment and traveling to many different states. We wanted to let you know how much we appreciate and love you. You are the best mother ever. We are very grateful for all that you do for us and always cheering us on. We wanted to do something special to honor you. We created a tribute to let you know how much you are missed while you are away. We can’t wait for you to come home. Love Always, Your Family
Deepak Web-Designer
January 17, 2019
Samantha & Rosie
Rosie is the best cat ever.
Rosie is the best cat ever. I don’t have children so she is like my baby. She is friendly to everyone who comes to my home. She plays with our neighbor kids. I wanted to create this tribute because Rosie is a part of my family. She knows how to fill the room and she makes everyone smile. She has a way of just making me feel better, that’s why I created this tribute to Rosie.
My Five Kitty Cats
Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy
and then there's Pixie our smallest kitty,
One, two, three and four and five,
they're so frisky, so alive.
Sparkle is my number one,
14 years old and so much fun.
Purrs and snuggles on my shoulder,
she's getting slow and somewhat older.
She meows for water from the sink,
I turn it on, for her to drink.
Speedy is my number two,
proud and handsome, I tell you!
He prances like a little pony,
and you know what? That's no baloney.
He guards the others from above,
and sometimes gives a little shove.
Newbie is my number three,
chubby, plump as one can be.
Always cleaning, always licking,
he tries to run but his paws keep sticking.
He keeps on searching for a hand,
to scratch under his collar band.
Buster is my number four,
always eating, more and more.
Loves to snack on lots of munchies,
Tender Vittles and some crunchies.
Begging, pleading, day and nights.
"Give me crunchies, or I'll bite!"
Pixie is my number five,
She jumps, rolls over, takes a dive.
Up my back, onto my shoulder,
hoping I would grab and hold her.
Then she jumps to catch a fly,
She's four months old, my sweetie pie.
Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy,
and there's Pixie our smallest kitty.
Five, four, three and two and one,
I love my kitty cats, they're so much fun.
~By Suzanne Hofbauer
Deepak Web-Designer
January 14, 2019
Golden Blu
Golden Blu deserves a tribute
Golden Blu deserves a tribute just because I love her. To me, she is very special. She is a part of our family. We go for long walks together. When I come home, she greets me at the door. She is very protective of me. If the doorbell rings, Golden Blu is the first one to the door. When she was a puppy, she loved to chew on my shoes, now she loves to chew on carrots. One of her favorite things to do is fetch balls. She will do that for hours. I love you Golden Blu.
The Ballad Of Rum
A dog wandered into our garden one day,A friendly old mutt, didn't look like a stray.
We never discovered whence he had come,
But we brushed him and fed him and the kids called him Rum.
Now as family members, even dogs must work hard,
So we put Rum on duty next door in our yard,
Bright eyed and watchful by night and by day,
But not much of a guard dog, I'm sorry to say.
He barked at the cats and he'd bark at a toad,
He barked at the cattle outside on the road,
He barked at the horses - so where did he fail?
You see, Rum liked people, and he just wagged his tail.
He liked the yard labour, an amiable bunch.
They fed our dog tidbits and scraps from their lunch.
Rum wolfed it all down, but to our dismay
He seemed to get fatter with each passing day.
Then one night when Rum was laid at his ease,
A burglar crept in just as quiet as you please.
He saw no alarms, heard no siren howling,
No guard dog for sure, there'd be barking and growling.
But Rum was awake and he'd seen him alright,
Delighted with company this time of the night,
He flew through the yard, his new friend to greet,
And his weight bowled the burglar right off of his feet.
The intruder got up and ran off with a wail
And Rum right behind him still wagging his tail.
He departed the yard he'd come in to burgle
Like a champion athlete clearing a hurdle.
But Rum couldn't jump gates, so sadly instead
He picked up the thief's wallet and went back to bed.
Next morning the evidence everyone viewed,
When Rum brought it to us, (just a little bit chewed).
Once given the wallet, the police didn't fail
To capture the burglar and put him in jail.
His confession like wildfire spread through the town,
How a big vicious guard dog had knocked the thief down.
We all howled with laughter when we heard the story,
And Rum was our hero, he was basking in glory.
There's been no attempts since to burgle our yard,
For everyone knows now that Rum is on guard.
~By Peter Wolveridge
Deepak Web-Designer
January 14, 2019
Maria & Bo
Bo is a special dog!
I think that there is a person living inside of Bo. Bo is so special dog because he seems to know what I am thinking. Bo and I watch TV for hours and he seems to laugh at the funny parts of my favorite shows. When it’s time for dinner, Bo goes right to his bowl and is ready eat, standing right near me. Bo is my best friend and companion. I don’t know what I would do without Bo. I wanted to create a tribute so that my family knows just how important Bo is to me.
Deepak Web-Designer
January 14, 2019
Sam & Betty
I love him so very much.
I have always had a dog growing up, but Sam is one special dog to me. I love him so very much. No matter what’s going up, Sam will lift my spirits. Sometimes when I am sad and feeling lonely, Sam comes and snuggles with me. Sam is not just any dog; he means the world to me. I wanted to create a tribute because Sam is like my best friend, especially when I am feeling down or sad.
Dogs Go To Heaven
You're the best friend I could ever ask for,
The one I can talk to.
You listen to everything I have to say,
I'm really going to miss you.
You're growing old,
And can't walk as fast,
But don't you worry,
I won't forget about our past.
I love the comfort you offer,
Except when you chewed up my shoe.
But it's okay, we all make mistakes.
I'm really going to miss you.
We loved to play ball,
Chasing it down the hill.
You're the hairiest of them all,
But you still get the chills.
It's almost time to go,
Don't worry about me.
Just do it slow,
And forget about all the fleas.
I love you with all my heart,
The best friend I'll ever have.
I'm really going to miss you.
I love you, and that will never change.
~By Megan Osburn
Deepak Web-Designer
January 14, 2019
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