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The Return of Love Once  Lost

Love's Final Gift
By Cheryl Goede

I know it is hard on you, there are no words that can describe
the piercing sorrow which does not lessen with time.

When you had to bring me with you, on that last car ride to make,
all the while knowing the course of action you needed to take.

I know you feel guilty, I feel your sorrow, it's true,
I could always sense your each and every mood.

When they called my name I knew that your heart was breaking,
you carried me to the room?getting closer to my new awakening.

The friendly doctor I know gave me treats and spoke low,
he was giving you the time that you needed to let me go.

All left the room, and you gathered me close,
as you wondered how you could do this for me when you needed me the most.

I tried to convey, my last wishes to you,
I looked into your eyes with all the love you are used to,

Mom and Dad, this earthly body has served me well,
but the time has come for us to part, to no longer dwell.

You understood the signal, and knew it was time for me to go,
but before I leave there is just one more thing you should know.

I will look out for you, each day I will guide,
my spirit in some way will always be nearby.

Before I make it to the Bridge to stay,
I will return the love tenfold in hopes for my debts to be paid.

For when that new pup or dog will enter your world,
a new love will blossom and slowly unfurl.

I hope you realize that new dog is Love's Final Gift,
sent from me, your baby girl.

That new dog was chosen by me, to lessen your pain,
like the gentle warmth of the sunshine after the rain.

When you hear him bark, it's my bark too,
when he cuddles you close, it's what I would do.

So open your heart when the time comes to see,
that the love he gives comes also from me.

Take comfort, hug him, and reminisce
as he gives his love freely in the form of a dear doggy kiss.

It's what I would do, if I still could,
and what you would want that is understood.

But the time has come to let me go,
to make that unselfish choice, even though tears will flow.

Hold me, cherish me, until my last breath,
but please don't look at this as my death,

Someday we will be together again, come close for one last kiss,
I know this it true, as it is my soul's last earthbound wish.

Now I can feel my spirit floating it is traveling high,
as though I were a cloud in the endless blue sky.

Please find peace, you have honored my life with this,
For I have been reborn through your Love's Final Gift.

Dedicated to all our dogs now at the bridge...


Sophie & Spencer

Meet two "wrong coats" aka "smooths" that were once loved and owned by our dear friend Michelle. Michelle is a vet tech and animal advocate whom I met over a decade ago through Facebook. She had two young dachshunds then, these two. I watched these two grow and live their best life over that decade and grew to enjoy seeing them online.
Then like most of us will go through, Michelle and her husband experienced not one but the loss of both within a short time span. You see these two were half siblings, all though they were not my breeding they were lovely dachshunds that their owners would deeply miss.

As a breeder I have sat with many hearing the hurt they have went through with losing their beloved pet. This was no different with the exception of one small thing neither of us ever expected.
God had a plan. Michelle asked after the loss of Sophie to be placed on our waitlist, soon after her new puppy girl went home Spencer's health declined from cancer.
Still God had a plan.
It is not often we have "wrong coats" however two red smooths must have deeply missed their family and

God had a plan.

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Libby & Leo

Meet Libby & Leo 
The plan God had was not just one, but the other as well. When Sophie went to the bridge our Aurora was expecting a litter, in fact the day Michelle asked to be on our waitlist was the day we bred her to DC Armani. Nine weeks later I told Michelle that Aurora was in labor and she logged on to our owners live stream cameras just in time to see a red female arrive into the world. Not any red female, but later it would be her smooth red female. We can not tell coats for a few weeks as all dachshunds are born appearing smooth coated. As we come quick to realize though God had a plan. Six months later it happened again, we bred our DC Armani to our mentors CH Dixie and out came Leo, a smooth red boy just for Michelle.
Half siblings once again fill her home with joyful 
shenanigan's. We are truly blessed to have witnessed and share in this wonderful plan for our dear friend and

VHH dachshund  owner.

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