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Memorial created 05-7-2009 by
Bernice Dumitru
Lassie
January 1 1997 - April 27 2009

The Tale of an Angel Dog

When her eyes first opened upon this world she was snuggled up to her mother in a barn. She heard the cooing of doves, the mooing of the cows and the sheep bleating.  "What an interesting place this world is " she said to herself as she snuggled closer to her Mom. Her first home was an Amish farm in Indiana County. She grew up in a world full of the loving animals of our Creator and ran the fields free and happy. From the sheep and cows she learned to like grass, played with barn kittens and chased the rabbits from the farmer's garden.

"Those early years were wonderful except for the old farmer who got upset when I would wander and not come home for a day or two. His wife was lovely and always fed me table scraps and the children ran and played with me in the fields.  But it wasn't all happiness. One day I took after a rabbit and ran into the woods surrounding our farm. Suddenly a storm came up and I was far from home. The lightning flashed and the thunder roared. I tried to run home when right in front of me a tree came crashing down. I was so scared I hid in the hollow of an old tree, shaking until the storm passed.  From then on those thunder storms scared me and I would stay close to mom and hide in the barn."

Love Life and Motherhood

 "I used to run and play with all the dogs but there was this special one who lived in our neighbors barn. He was a little bigger thean me; was black and white and had the biggest, kindest eyes. I felt funny and good when I was with him. We ran the fields together and rolled in the grass and had so much fun.  i told my Mom about him and she just smiled and said, 'One day you'll be a mama dog.' I just laughed and ran to meet my friend."

"One morning I woke up and realized I was getting fat and seemed to be carrying something around in my stomackh.  I couldn't run as fast and kept getting fatter. I ran to Mom and she said, 'I told you it would happen.'  Sure enough after a few weeks one evening I began to feel awful pains and something wanted to come out of me. I could feel them wriggling around inside and wished they would hurry up.  Mom stood by and the farmer's wife even came to help.  It didn't happen fast enough for me but when it was all over I was the proud mom of three of the cutest little puppies you ever saw.    Mom was so proud of me there were tears in her eyes."

"Those days with my pups were wonderful. Tthey snuggled up to me and I fed them. Snuggling is almost my favorite thing to do after running. I would carry them out to lay in the sun with me and then carefully carry them back to the barn in the evning to cuddle together and sleep through the night. One of them was brown and white and had little white feet like mine.  One looked more like her dad, black and while all over and the other was all brown but I loved each one so much.

"But I soon learned that being a mother wasn't all happiness.   . Just when my little ones began to run and play on their own the farmer's wife came and put them in a big basket on market day.  I didn't realize that they would not be coming home with me. I saw strangers come and take them one by one and I tried to go after them but they tied me up to the wagon and I just cried after them.  That night was sad.  I snuggled close to my Mom, glad that she was still there. She told me that they would have good homes and the hurting would stop after awhile. She said how happy she was that I was still with her. I dreamed that night that I was still her little pup, far from the pain of losing my own little ones."

Life Goes On

A New Home and Family

Market days were exciting.  all kinds of people came and I just wagged my tail and made my rounds to get all the petting I could.  One day a special little girl came. She looked at me with such love. She picked me up and her arms were so warm and loving.

 

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