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Arenray's Reminisce, R.O.M.
4-20-1994
- 3-17-2000
Currently
the sire of 15 American Champions
5
Canadian Champions
Marty
is now the sire of
four
R.O.M.
title dogs and would have been only
13
years old!
I
will never get over the untimely passing of this great
sire. He was my heart, my once in a lifetime.
He saved my life but I did not have the power to save
his. The following poem says it all:
He
wagged his tail to the very last
And
he smiles in his last long sleep--
The
troubles of life for him are past
A
shrine in my heart I'll keep.
His
Soul - - for I feel that he had a soul,
And
he thought real thoughts, I know,
Has
found the ultimate end, life's goal,
In
the place where good dogs go.
He
has lived with me and has suffered with me
Shed
tears, in his dog-like way,
He
has placed his paw at times on my knee,
In
a vain attempt to say:
"We
were never given that wondrous power,
To
tell all the things we feel,
but
I want to say, in my canine way,
That
the sympathy is real"
So
I loved my dog to the very end,
And
he in our daily walk,
Was
never just a dog, but a constant friend,
And
we had no need to talk.
And
I hope when the summons comes for me
To
embark on the unknown tide,
I
shall find his eyes in the paradise
They
say is the other side.
Rest
in peace my sweet boy.
Author
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