" Klaus "
June 19 1997 ------ Aug. 1 1998
Dedicated to all our "rosebuds"
When God calls little puppies to dwell with Him above,
We humans always question the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache can compare with the loss of one small "child"
Who does so much to make this world seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tries-always calling the aged to His fold And so he
picks a rosebud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them and so He picks but few;
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult yet somehow we must try For the saddest word
that mankind knows will always be "good-bye". And so when little pups
depart; We who are left behind must realize how much God loves puppies...
For angels are hard to find.
This is dedicated to Klaus my special rosebud
who was with me only a short time but meant so much to my life.
I will always love and miss you
until we can be together again my pup-pup.