Pierre's passing

I'm so sorry for your lose of Pierre.

THE DOGS WHO HAVE SHARED OUR LIVES

The dogs who've shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still make us think
we hear a barking at the door.
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometime, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them...
and always will.

---Linda Barnes ---

Thanks for all the warm comments. I realize now that this was not the correct forum to post my message, so I forwarded my message to the pet memorial forum. Agiliitycolliemom thanks for the poem.

Belinda_Ga and all others who are just wondering:

My dad was the one who named him Pierre because he was a dog with some French lineage. Other stories I will forward to the pet memorial forum. Though thanks for all the warm comments, it makes me realize that I am not alone. Pierre I will miss you dearly Please play at the rainbow bridge.

Chris

Just thought I would share:

I had Pierre since he was a puppy. My dad named him because he possessed some French lineage. He was actually the shyest one in the litter. He was the dog in the corner. All of his cousins were super hyper and my sister wanted one of them. However, it was my mom that told her to pick Pierre. Pierre's sister was a digger.

I am still amazed that Pierre can take down a trash can that is twice as big as him. We came home one day to find that Pierre had eaten and left a trail of white chocolate kisses and left the almonds. A couple days before he passed, I put him up in my room and when I came back to check on him, he had scooted himself up to the tv and was watching my brother play videogames on the tv. I should have taken a picture, it was hilarious!!!

We think it was Pierre that had locked my grandpa out of the house one day. On one of the sliding doors in adjacent to the kitchen is a sliding lock that locks the sliding door. My dog does not like men; particularly those he does not know. So my family thought that Pierre pushed the lock down with his nose, because my grandpa within a few moments was locked out out of the house.

Chris