March 2 1989 —- Dec. 14 1998
Newfoundland
Henry you were always a good dog.
We had so much fun and crazy times together!
I remember when I was only nine or ten years old me and my brother
were playing around in the house with you running around when I tried to
outsmart you by going in another direction.
Little did I know that you were way ahead of me and met me right
when I turned around. Unfortunately I didn’t see you.
Did you enjoy that 360 I did in the air when I bumped into you?!
Oh man I bet you were laughing so hard inside. It’s a shame animals don’t laugh.
It’s okay if you were laughing because so am I. How about the time we took
you to Puget Sound for a swim. I bet you got great exercise then since you
swam so far and didn’t come back for three hours.
Gosh Henry we were so worried about you!
Remember when my brother made you dance that awful Macarena??
Oh god as funny as it was if I could have I would have stopped him.
You were one strong dog definitely. I didn’t think you’d be taken down the way
you were on that fateful day. I was fifteen when you were abruptly taken away.
Now I’m seventeen. I’m still alive but even with the cats around it’s just not
home without you. We’re talking about getting another Newfoundland but I’m afraid.
Everytime I think about or look at another Newfy I cry.
I cry and think about the times we had. I cry and think about all the dreams this
family myself included had for you.
Getting you a girlfriend having puppies with your bloodline getting you in the
Westminister dog show…Well that was my dream because you
were such and always had been and still now a beautiful dog to me and
you deserved to be shown to the world.
I’m really sorry we didn’t get to do all we wanted. I’m sorry that
after I got the cats I paid less attention to you. I still loved you but the cats needed
me because they were too young to take care of themselves.
I miss hugging you you were so big I could hug you like you were a child.
I still have the paw print I made on my sixteenth birthday in remembrance of you.
It’s broken now but that’s because I pushed too hard to make two
others for my brother and my dad. Remember them?
Dad always called you his “pretty puppy”.
Forgive Dad for whatever he did to you that may have hurt your feelings.
Forgive all of us please. If we don’t deserve to be forgiven we understand.
But remember this: We’ve always loved you and we always considered you to
be a part of our family. You were always there for me when I had no friends,
when nobody else loved me you did.
When it’s my turn to leave this world I’ll be looking for you at Rainbow Bridge.
I hope you’re not being too hard on our other pets we had here before.
PLEASE be gentle with George he was not yet a month old when he died.
I wanted to spread your ashes at Puget Sound but the stupid law says
we couldn’t do that so we had you buried at a friend’s house.
I’m really sorry I wanted better for you.
Well it’s time to go. Please let me know you’re okay where you are.
I love you forever.
With Love,
Sonija
P.S: Are the gigundo rawhides better at Rainbow Bridge then they are here on Earth?
| Sir Henry of Illahee |