It's all about the memories
 

We lost a great friend today. Hopefully she's in a better place.

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Dan
Thats too bad. What happened?
Ron

I'm very sorry. I know how hard that can be. She looks like she was a great friend and good companion

Bill

Sorry about your loss.

What was so bad about your place ?

Dan,

I am very sorry for your loss. All animal lovers understand.

Jack

Sally and I are sorry about your loss, they give people so much love in such a short time on earth.

OK Dan, knowing the kidder that you are i am unsure about this posting. Did Murphy pass away ? If she did, I am sorry for your loss. She certanily brought joy to many of us on the drives and outings.

Very sorry to hear about your loss, I know you both treated Murph like a child and times like this are very hard.
Best of luck to you both.

Whoa Dan
Sorry to hear about this. :CRY:
What happened?

Oh man, so sorry. For people who don't understand how close a dog is to a man, here is the best tribute to the dog I've read. It's by George Graham Vest.



"The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful.

Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most.

A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads.

The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness.

He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer; he will lick the wounds and sores that come in an encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.

When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies.

And when the last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even in death."

Dan in AZ,
A favorite quote:

"A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you do yourself."

You might consider reading "Rescuing Sprite" by Mark Levin. It may give some comfort.

Godspeed Murphy.

John in FL

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his faithful dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. As he reached the wall, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch, and the street that led to the gate made from pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far," the man said.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment, remembering all the years this dog remained loyal to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk he came to a plain dirt road, which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water? We have traveled far."
"Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and help yourself."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to his dog.
"There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome to share."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. We're just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best friends behind in exchange for material things."
Condolences Dan

Sorry Dan. She was lucky to have you as a family.

Diana and I are sorry to hear of Murphy's passing she was such a sweet dog and we know she brought a lot of joy to you both.

Your friend
 

Jo and I are real sorry. Lost our little Yorkie 7 years ago and I still get tears in my eyes thinking about him. They are such perfect companions. Hope the little thing did not suffer. We will all see our pets soon enough...but not yet!

Condolances, Dan, from another dog lover. Those who have never known the love of a dog are missing a big part of life.
Pete

Sorry for your loss, Dan. I sure miss my dog.

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That SUCKS....

Mike

Marty and Dan,

Murphy will be missed. It's rather ironic, I was looking for a picture of Mike to post on FB this morning and I came across one of Mike wearing the "Stars" hat and holding Murph. It made me laugh! Nice memories.

Love to you both.

Ginny