"Kerry"
by Bev. Killeen

The moment that I saw her it was love at first sight,
The look in her eyes made the decision seem right.
Her AKC registration was simple and plain,
In honor of my father’s birthplace, “KERRY” was her name.

A Canine Good Citizen who was as “Good as Gold”,
A Pet Therapy Dog who serviced the young and the old.
Through the years she showed true to the breed,
With her gentleness and love with every good deed.

To everyone who knew her, this is what I say,
Remember my “Miss Kerry” for her gentle loving way.
The eyes of the pup that stole my heart,
Still stays in my soul never to depart

A Dog's Bill of Rights
        ~ Author Unknown

1. I have the right to give and receive unconditional love.

2. I have the right to a life that is beyond mere survival.

3. I have the right to be trained so that I do not become the prisoner of
my misbehavior.

4. I have the right to adequate food and medical care.

5. I have the right to fresh air and green grass.

6. I have the right to socialize with people and dogs outside my own
family.

7. I have the right to special time with my people.

8. I have the right to be bred responsibly, if at all.

9. I have the right to be foolish and silly, and to make my person laugh.

10. I have the right to earn my person's trust and to be trusted in return.

11. I have the right to be forgiven.

12. I have the right to die with dignity.

13. I have the right to be remembered well.

HE'S JUST MY DOG
        ~ Author Unknown

He's just my dog.
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
my other ears that hear above the winds.
He has told me more than 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 person.
With him, I am all powerful.
He has taught me the meaning of devotion is loyalty itself.
With him, I know the 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 ... whenever ... wherever ...
in case I need him, and I expect I will, as I always have.

Who is he? -- He's just --MY DOG!

Home at Last
by John Quealy

The trees were blowing in the gentle breeze.
The sun was shining thru the leaves on the trees.
The meadows are green and the grass grows tall
Off in the distance you can see a waterfall.
Over the falls down through the creek
The water flows gently as a rabbit sneaks a peek.
Far up above in the deep blue sky
The birds soar high as they fly by.
The animals play at the bridge by the waterfall,
Chasing each other and just having a ball.
They play all day from morning to night.
There's no more rain, just warm sunlight.
Off in the distance the trumpets would blow.
All would look up and notice a bright glow.
The harps would play and the angels would sing
Another pet has come home, who had earned his wings.