I
think all dog owners probably have one dog that they consider a "once
in a lifetime" dog and Scooter was mine!
I
first laid eyes on him when he was six weeks old. He was the
most beautiful puppy that I have ever seen! He was so fuzzy and
cuddly. The two weeks that I had to wait before he could come
home with me seemed like an eternity. He fit right into my home
and was the perfect puppy from day one. He didn't chew anything
other than his chew toys, he was housebroken in two weeks, and
he won first place in his puppy kindergarten class. He was my
pride and joy and a true blessing in my life. I can never adequately
thank Gini Shaw (Shallimar Shelties in Michigan) for entrusting
that wonderful dog to me in June, 1987.
Scooter
quickly became known as “Mr. Curious” around our house.
He had to see and be apart of everything that went on in the
house. If the plumber came over, Scooter’s nose would be
right beside the plumber’s wrench watching his every move.
I
called him my silky head puppy throughout his life. Even for
a sheltie, the hair on his head and behind his ears was exceptionally
soft and silken. I miss having that pretty head follow me around
the house. The window to Scooter’s soul was thru his eyes.
They were so expressive. It was his eyes that finally told me
it was time to let him go.
Scooter
had a brave spirit. Twice in his life, he faced and beat
cancer. He gave it his all the third time around, but alas it
was more than his tired body could overcome. He died in my arms
on the kitchen floor on February 27, 2000, just 52 days short
of his thirteenth birthday. It was the saddest day of my life,
but I am so glad that my face was the last thing that he saw
on this earth. He trusted me to do the right thing, and I did.
Ending his pain was the last and best gift that I could give
my loyal and loving canine friend.
I
believe in the Rainbow Bridge, and I am confident that one day
we will be reunited there. Until that day comes, I will cherish
the memories I have of the special bond that we shared.
Grieve not
nor speak of me with tears but laugh and talk of me as if I were
beside you. I loved you so--- 'twas Heaven there with you.
Isla
Paschal Richardson
Where
is Rainbow Bridge?
Just
this side of Heaven is a place called
Rainbow
Bridge
When
an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here,
that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills
for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine and our friends are
warm and comfortable.
All
the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and
vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong
again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times
gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small
thing: they each miss someone very special, someone who was left
behind.
They
all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly
stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent;
his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the
group, flying over the green grass, faster and faster. You have
been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet,
you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress
the beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting
eyes, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your
heart.
Then
you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...
~Author
Unknown~
Scooter's
photos and biography provided by Lynn Uram.
