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Beloved Flat-Coated Retriever of Toby, Hannah and Claire.
Born Williamsburg, Virginia, 1993, the daughter of champions
and friend to anyone she met.
Frequent attendee at numerous social functions.
Acclaimed Frisbee and ball catcher. Brought joy and happiness
to family and friends. Established world record for pilfering
other Dog's tennis balls. Embarrassed about her dislike
of riding in cars.
Found sunny windows everywhere she lived.
Faithfully fulfilled ancient covenant between human and
K9 by filling the house with companionship. Widely recognized
for long black shiny flat coat, cold nose, wagging tail,
talking when happy, and a complete disregard for pain.
The Cal Ripken of retrievers. Friend to all that met her.
Proof positive that dogs are good for the soul.
Our world was flat with beautiful dark hair
punctuated by a wagging tail. Objects sailed tracked by
grace and beauty fleet of foot returning them from whence
they came. Keen eyes and sense of smell made daylight
out of darkness. Reading in the afternoon paw twitching
on foot - sleep is the time to chase rabbits.
The tastiest birds come from a frying pan
and are yellow. Blizzards beware for I am a one-dog snow
angel machine. Rain is the dance that leads to towel and
hands. There is no such thing as a bad day - only a day
where ball is played indoors because humans are made of
salt Indians invented Lacrosse to make tennis balls fly
farther. Other dog's tennis balls make excellent prey.
The bottom of a lake is the best place to scratch your
back. Only Pack Members are announced as they arrive even
if they are first-time visitors. Anytime is a good time
for a biscuit. Friend, companion, and champion of the
house whirling circles in anticipation of playtime.
The last ball has been thrown over the horizon
of Our Flat World. You will
be deeply missed but never forgotten.
Snoopy came to our family in November 2004
as the family Christmas present. She was a 4 year old
dog who had been rescued from a house that kept her chained
outside. She was the family's first dog, and
an impression on all of us, especially my mother who had
made a point that she wouldn't allow us to have a canine
companion in the house.
She filled the house with joy every day, from
when my dad would come in after work and she would prance
around, insisting to be taken out on a walk to when she
would lay quietly by any of our sides on her back, pleading
for love. She died on March 30th after an eight day battle
with Immune Mediated Hemolytic Anemia, a deadly blood
She will be sorely missed by all of us.
(June 17,1992 - March 30, 2006)
You came into
the world together and captured my heart from the start.
Always obedient, kind and loving you knew how to make
everyone smile. You were each so different and I
loved you both for
your qualities. How would I have ever made it through
all of those bad times without you. My heart aches
as a part of it went with you both. I will forever
keep you close in spirit and hope to see you again one
day. I love you both and miss you more than words