Creating memorials in loving memory of our pets...

  
Memorial created 01-14-2008 by
Leigh Graham
Little Bit and Raven
December 14 2008 - January 14 2010


 

Carole did this for Little Bitty. Thankyou Carole!

My sweet little baby angel girl, Little Bitty at heavens gate!

 

When you bring a pet into your life, you begin a journey. A journey that will bring you more love and devotion than you have ever known, yet will also test your strength and courage. If you allow, the journey will teach you many things, about life, about yourself, and most of all, about love. You will come away changed forever, for one soul cannot touch another without leaving its mark.

Along the way, you will learn much about savoring life's simple pleasures -- jumping in leaves, snoozing in the sun, the joys of puddles, and even the satisfaction of a good scratch behind the ears. If you spend much time outside, you will be taught how to truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be overlooked, and even the very air will be inhaled, pondered, and noted as being full of valuable information.

Your pace may be slower, except when heading home to the food dish, but you will become a better naturalist, having been taught by an expert in the field. Too many times we hike on automatic pilot, our goal being to complete the trail rather than enjoy the journey. We miss the details; the colorful mushrooms on the rotting log, the honeycomb in the old maple snag, the hawk feather caught on a twig.

Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole new world. We stop; we browse the landscape, we kick over leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all around. And we learn what any dog knows that nature has created a marvelously complex world that is full of surprises, that each cycle of the seasons bring ever changing wonders, each day an essence all its own, each day a gift from God.

Even from indoors you will find yourself more attuned to the world around you. You will find yourself watching summer insects collecting on a screen; how bizarre they are; how many kinds there are or noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the dark. You will stop to observe the swirling dance of windblown leaves, or sniff the air after a rain. It does not matter that there is no objective in this; the point is in the doing, in not letting life's most important details slip by.

You will find yourself doing silly things that your pet-less friends might not understand: spending thirty minutes in the grocery aisle looking for the cat food brand your feline must have, buying dog birthday treats, or driving around the block an extra time because your pet enjoys the ride. You will roll in the snow, wrestle with chewie toys, bounce little rubber balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the house trailing your bathrobe tie with a cat in hot pursuit, all in the name of love.

Your house will become muddier and hairier. You will wear less dark clothing and buy more lint rollers. You may find dog biscuits in your pocket or purse, and feel the need to explain that an old plastic shopping bag adorns your living room rug because your cat loves the crinkly sound. You will learn the true measure of love. The steadfast, undying kind that says, "It doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life treats us as long as we are together."

Respect this always. It is the most precious gift any living soul can give another. You will not find it often among the human race. And you will learn humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me feel ashamed. Such joy and love at my presence. She saw not some flawed human who could be cross and stubborn, moody or rude, but only her wonderful companion. Or, maybe she saw those things and dismissed them as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and so chose to love me anyway.

If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey is done, you will be not just a better person, but the person your pet always knew you to be. The one they were proud to call beloved friend.

I must caution you that this journey is not without pain. Like all paths of true love, the pain is part of loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one day your dear animal companion will follow a trail you cannot yet go down. And, you will have to find the strength and love to let them go.

A pet's time on earth is far too short, especially for those that love them. We borrow them, really, just for a while, and during these brief years they are generous enough to give us all their love, every inch of their spirit and heart, until one day there is nothing left. The cat that only yesterday was a kitten is all too soon old and frail and sleeping in the sun. The young pup of boundless energy now wakes up stiff and lame, the muzzle gone to gray.

Deep down we, somehow, always knew that this journey would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts they would be broken. But give them we must, for it is all they ask in return. When the time comes, and the road curves ahead to a place we cannot see, we give one final gift and let them run on ahead, young and whole once more. "God speed, good friend," we say, until our journey comes full circle and our paths cross again.

And bless their souls for sharing their lives with us... and adding so much to our very existence.

 

Little Bits keepsake box

This is a box I painted up to keep all the little things that belonged to my precious baby .  I just could not part with her things so I added handles to a plain wood box, added the marblizing and painted the flowers also. 

 

Little Bits Keepsake box

Here is another view of my babys keepsake box.  I will keep her items forever and when my husband OR I pass on, she and her keepsake box will be buried with us. We both love her so much.  The pain is so awefull most days.

 

 

 

 My sweet little girl,  The date is April 20th, 2008.  It has been 3 months and 6 days since we parted.  I can't beleive its been that long but then sometimes it seems like we have been apart forever.  I miss you so much still.  Everytime I think of you I cry sweetheart.   Summer is finally coming and when I look outside, all I see is you pacing the edge of the lawn slowly, sniffing, quietly stalking , looking hard to find and catch a mouse.  It was one of your favorite things to do once Mama Kitty taught you how to do that.  You were so cute, then when you would catch one, you thought you were the greatest mouser in the world.  Daddy and I would call you our little great white hunter.   Then, oh by, then you would take the darn thing and after it was dead, you would roll around ontop of it to put its scent all over yourself.  I remember when you did that with old dead mice you would find also and pee u!  How you would stinky.  Oh, off to the tubby everytime . And you never did like to take a bathie.  But , mama couldn't let you go stinkie up the house baby girl.  OH no,,, icky.  After your bath you hated so much, boy oh boy you would run around the house so goofy,,, up onto the couch and rub your little body all over the couch like you were trying to find some old smells to put back on you silly girl, ,,, then rub all over mamma and daddy too.  We laughed so hard,  We would call you "wet girl,, wet girl," and you would do it even more so.  You had fun. 

I miss having you there with me to sleep at night.  Even after I had to start to sleep in the chair instead of the bed because of my back, you would stick to me like glue.  You had to be with me to make me feel better, I know.   I miss that so much.   
Thankyou honey for teaching mama  what real love is.  Thank you for being my baby and sharing your life with us.  Thank you for all the love you gave us over the 18 years we were together.  You have made me what I am today.  There was a time I was more hard hearted ,, I always loved animals, but when you came into my life, Well,  I have never ever been so attached and love struck with any animal as much as I was with you.  I dont know what it was.  I have had other furbabies in the past,  There was Peco, our first boy, we loved him too but not like you,  then there was the years Mama had Princess Red Rose, her doberman.  I loved her too, she was in love with me, we bonded, we went everywhere together,, when I had to let her go, I cried for weeks ... Still, not as strong as the love I have for you.  You taught me all about UNCONDITIONAL love and gave us all you had, and thats what love I have with you, My love for you is also UNCONDITIONAL,, There is nothing in the whole world that would ever make me not love you or be angry with you.   I miss you baby.  My world has a huge empty space in it now and I dont know how to fill it back in.  I cant, cause it belongs to you.

I know you are still watching over me sugar bogar.  You are a pretty little angel puppy now and are watching over me from Heaven, arent you.  I wish I could look up in the sky and see your pretty face.   God knows also how much I love you and I know Sweet Jesus wants us to be happy in heaven too so He will let us be together there in heaven while we rejoice in Jesus and His love for all his creations.   We love Jesus baby, dont we.  You are safe there honey for our Lord will not let anything bad happen to you or any  of his there.  Thats why we call it Heaven honey.  Cause then we are all with our God.

 

Be good honey and I will be here again soon.  I loveyou sweetheart.

 

Lizzie when we brought her home

  Deareast Little Bitty,

       Here is a picture of your new baby sister Lizzie.  She was 7 weeks old here when we brought her home.  Always underfoot .  She is bigger here at 7 weeks than you were all your life.

 

Here is her pictures with her ears starting to stand up tall baby.  Isnt she funny Bitty?

 

Miss Elise Ernstiena Helena Graham

Here is your sister Lizzie at 4 months old now baby.  She is a handful but lovely.

 

Little Bits sister, Raven

Here is a picture of your sister Raven, she misses you so much.  She doesnt understand what happened to you and where you are.

 

Angel watching over all the furbabies in Heaven

A beautiful poem given to us by our special freinds, Blossom and her mommy.  Thank you so much

 

She's a Special gift to You Dear Lord
From Leigh who loved her soYou have a special place Dear Lord
that I know you'll always keep
A special place reserved for dogs
when they quietly fall asleep
With large and airy kennels
and a yard for hiding bones
With maybe a little babbling creek
that chatters over stones.
With wide green fields and flowers
for those who never knew
about running freely under
Your sky of perfect blue.
Lord, I know You keep this Special Place
And so to You I pray,
For one Special Little Poodle
Who quietly died today.
She was full of strength and love
and so very, very wise.
The puppy look she once had
Had long since left her eyes.
She is dearly missed my Lord
By a very good friend of mine.
She went to join her ancestors
To Your land that is Divine
So, speak to Little Bit softly please
And give her a warm hello.
.

 

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