Author: Lynne
♥Princess Holly♥ by Lynne / Mummy Lynne and Daddy John
My sweet darling Holly child, you left us so quickly , and just before Christmas, I had all your Cristmas gifts wrapped for you to open on the big day. You entered this world into dirt, mess and confusion.
When you were only nine weeks old and I first saw you it wasn’t love at first sight. Oh how quickly that changed, by the time I got you back to your forever home I loved you more than anything on this earth. I remember on the way home that Paul put the radio on in the car and it made you jump, gosh how quickly we turned it off.
As the years went by and I watched you grow you proved to be the most loyal and loving fur baby I had ever had; you were like a human child to me, some people didn’t understand that, but I didn’t care, you and I understood.
You were so gentle and preciouse to me, not a single bad bone or thought in your body, just love, that’s all you felt, and Heaven only knows why after the place you came from.
I loved you so much darling, and miss you dreadfully. If only I could turn back the hands of time, but sadly we cannot do that, but I have my memories of you and they will remain in my heart forever. I miss holding you close in my arms each night as we both fell asleep; I miss kissing your little head; I miss kissing you when we woke each morning; I miss everything about our life together.
You are at peace now my darling, no more gasping to breath, no coughing, your sweet darling heart is better now. Jesus wanted an Angel for Christmas, and He chose you,
my sweet Angel girl. I want you to know Holly that I am having your ashes back home and when Jesus calls me home your ashes will be buried with mine, just as I always promised you, and we will never be parted again.
I will love you for as long as I live, and will never forget you, Thank you for loving me sweetheart. God Bless You my Holly Child.
Holly by Lynne
by Lynne / From Lynne, Lassie and Holly
To anyone who knew Helen there is nothing I can say, I don’t need to tell you about Helen and the kind of person she was. You already know, but to those of you reading this who were not fortunate enough to know this incredible woman I want to tell you a little about her.
I first came across Helen Ross after the passing of my dearly loved pet Toby. Helen was the second person to contact me, instantly I was struck by her genuine concern here was someone whom I had never met but was in tears for my sorrow. Yes, after knowing Helen I believe that she genuinely was in tears. This woman had a compassion for the suffering of others that was beyond believing, such a kind gently soul she was, yet when faced with any animal in distress she became a fighter. She loved our fourlegged furbabies and would always put them first.
Over the few years I knew Helen we became very close friends. I used to switch on my computer eagily awaiting a mail from her, telling me what she had been doing that day and I was so happy to mail back with all my news. These are memories I will never forget. As time rolled on, we began to ring each other on the phone, not often but we would talk for ages. We always talked about our favourite subject, our furbabies. Helen’s love was her cats. Oh how she loved them. They were rescued cats, and some of them needed lots of treatment and tender care, which Helen gave with a happy heart.
I thought we would have had many happy years together as friends, but sadly this was not to be. Helen’s illness returned. The mails were full of worry, and fear, but also full of a brave determination not to give in. Oh, she fought this illness, never complained, but she was scared. She did not deserve to have suffered as she did.
Then the sad day came when I received my last mail from Helen. She had become too ill to mail anymore.
Helen, I want to thank you for all the love and kindness that you showed to me and others. You were a true friend, and I came to love you dearly, as I know you loved me, also. Me, you and Leonard made quite a team didn’t we? Sometimes it seemed like we were fighting the whole world where our babies were concerned. You have left us all now. You are waiting at the Rainbow Bridge with all your beloved babies that went before you. I pray that you have found peace and comfort, that you are safe in the arms of our Lord. Helen you will be sadly missed by all who knew and loved you, by all whose lives
you touched in a very special way.
Rest in Peace, my dear friend. I and others who loved you will never forget you. Your memory will live on forever in our hearts. Earth’s loss is Heaven’s gain. Goodnight, my friend.
Charlie by Kathryn Lynne / Mummy
I let you go the other day my child, I sent you to a new home with a new family that I had chosen very carefully for you; don’t think you had done anything wrong, you hadn’t. I loved you dearly and still do. The short time you spent with me you became a part of my heart and my home. I promised you that I would care for you as long as I was able to, sadly
that time was short lived.
I loved you so much that I knew the kindest thing I could do for you was to rehome you with a family who would love you as much as I did, and still do. You are still so young my baby and you will bond with
your new family very quickly.
You will go on holiday with them and for long walks, things I could not give you, the little girl Kathryn loved you instantly. Did you see the tears of happiness in her young eyes
as she held you close. I noticed.
Did you not hear her mum and dad asking could they pay me a bit at a time then take you when they had payed it all, as they could not really afford you, but wanted you so badly. Did you not hear me drop your price, and tell them they could take you the same day. Did you not see little Kathryn’s mum hug me and hear her say she would cry with happiness when she got home, that it was
like christmas day all over again.
I saw and heard all these things darling, the money didn’t matter to me. If I had offered you for free everyone would have wanted you, but your new family were prepared to struggle to get the money together for you, That’s how much they loved you, and that was how I knew they were the right people for you. So you go live your life sweetheart.
I’m sorry you won’t be living your life with me. You will forget me but I will never forget you. You will always have a place in my heart. The little bit that’s broken will always belong to you. Oh, I’m going to see you again in the spring time. Your new family are going
to bring you down to see me.
We have been talking on the phone. You won’t remember me, but I will remember you, So I guess it’s time to close the chapter in this part of our lives. We are both going different ways now. Lassie and Holly miss you but I miss you most of all. Parting with you was the hardest thing I could have done, but I did it because I love you.
Goodbye little Charlie.
I love you.
Charlie by Lynne (lindakay) / From your mummy .
My Christmas Puppy , My Christmas Angel.
Frankie was born the 29th August 2003, the sun was going down, and the stars were beginning to appear in the sky, it was a warm sultry evening. Frankie wasn’t sure what had just happened. All he knew was that suddenly he was in this big world, cuddled up to his mummy, with his brothers and sisters very close also. He spent the first few weeks of his life sleeping and drinking milk. Oh boy life was good. As the weeks went by Frankie and the others began to grow and learned to stumble around on their short weak little legs, all too soon it came time for them to leave the safety of their mother and go out into the big world, to join their new humans who would become their new mummy’s and daddy’s.
Frankie was the last of the litter to leave his mummy. When he arrived at his new home he thought that this was where he would be living for the rest of his life. Oh how wrong he was. The humans that had taken him could not cope with his puppy ways; they did not understand that a tiny puppy needed love, and needed to play and explore his new surroundings. Very soon they got tired of this tiny puppy who only ever asked for love from them, and so Frankie was returned back to where he had come from.
While he was pleased to see his mummy again, he was also feeling very confused, wondering what it was that he had done wrong to make the humans not love him or want hiM. His mummy didn’t really want a tiny pup around and the other bigger dogs had no patience with a young pup who just wanted to play all day, so once more Frankie became another advert in the local news paper; it read…King Charles Cavalier puppy for sale 12 weeks old, genuine reason for sale.
Meanwhile a few miles away I sat at home and decided I wanted another puppy. I decided I wanted the same breed as my younger dog Holly, which was…yes you guessed it, a King Charles Cavalier, but I wanted a boy. Boys are hard to come by. They always seem to be the first to go; much excitement was around but I was quite prepared to wait for the right puppy to come along. I bought the local paper and there was the advert for Frankie staring me in the face. Immediately I rang to see if this puppy was still there. Yes, he was. No-one had even rang about him.
Off I set to go see what this puppy looked like, wondering why he seemed to be unwanted by anyone. Oh his breeder loved him but she could not keep him forever he needed his own home .
The first time I set eyes on Frankie he was running around; he seemed lost running on the big lawn which was almost a field, round and round he ran, as fast as his tiny legs would take him. Finally I asked could I pick him up. That was fun as we had to catch him first. Once I held him in my arms I knew he was the baby I wanted; he was so lovable. He licked my face and we fell in love. The first thing I did was change his name; he hadn’t had much luck being called Frankie, so from that moment on his new name was Charlie , I payed the money did the paper work and sat him on my knee in the car for the journey home.
What a lovely puppy he turned out to be; the little soul just wanted to please everyone and be loved and give love in return. He soon settled with my other two dogs Lassie and Holly; they loved him almost instantly. Although Lassie was rather afraid of him, she thought he was going to harm her. Once she realised he only wanted to play she loved him and takes great care of him, as does Holly also. Charlie is settled now in his forever home; whatever may happen in the years to come he is home to stay. I held him in my arms and promised him that as God is my witness I will care for him as long as I am able; I will never send him away. When I watch him playing, or sleeping cuddled up to his teddy bear a little bit of my heart joins up to his, how could anyone not cope with such a wonderful baby; he has been no trouble since the day he arrived in my home; how could anyone have parted with him.
I know I never could have.
So here I am, the mum to three dogs. All of which were born for me, which were meant to find their way into my home and my heart, May God bless all three of them, my wonderful angel babies. I love you all,
my Lassie Holly and Charlie.