For Always
by Cynthia Weil

 I close my eyes
And there in the shadows I see your light
You come to me out of my dreams across
The night

 You take my hand
 Though you may be so many stars away
 I know that our spirits and souls are one
We've circled the moon and we've touched the sun

 So here we'll stay
 For always
 Forever
 Beyond here and on to eternity
 For always
 Forever
 For us there's no time and no space
No barrier love won't erase

 Wherever you go
 I still know in my heart you'll be here
 With me
  From this day on
 I'm certain that I'll never be alone

 I know what my heart must have always known
That love has a power that's all its own
 And for always
 Forever
 Now we can fly
 And for always
 and always

 We will go on
Beyond goodbye
  For Always
Forever
Beyond here and on to eternity
For Always
And ever

 You'll be a part of me
  And for always
 Forever
 A thousand tomorrows may cross the sky
 And for always
 And always
 We will go on beyond goodbye

Gus
Spring 1994 ~September 30, 2004

As most Westies are, Gus was truly the big dog spirit in the little body.  He joined our household as a puppy after being "rescued" from a pet store along with a baby ferret.  Shortly after joining our family, he decided to try his paw at flying....and didn't make out very well.  He broke his back leg and was in a cast for several weeks.  He lived out the rest of his years with a pin in his knee that caused a permanently stiff leg.  This trait never slowed him down - he could chase cats, rabbits, squirrels, deer and trains with the best of them - but it did earn him several nicknames including "Peg-leg," "Peg," "Kickstand" and "Tri-pod." 

Gus left our lives for about 18 months when the person who originally purchased him moved out and took him to live with her grandmother.  Eventually the grandmother was not well enough to care for him, and Gus came back to live with my father until I finished college.  Over the next 2 years, Gus became best friends with (of all breeds) my father's Greyhound, Viper.  

In the summer of 2000 Gus came back to live with me permanently.  In those four years, he built quite a reputation.  So many people knew and loved him, as he was an unofficial fire house mascot and an unofficial physical therapy assistant.  He loved to go for walks and rides, and the suggestion of such always brought on his very cute "wiggle dance."   He loved to give kisses, slept in the middle of the bed every night and was the first to get comfy on the couch to watch t.v. 

Gus got sick in September 2004.  His kidneys were in failure and the only hope of treatment failed.  His body now rests under the crab apple tree, where the deer come to visit him every evening, and his soul is waiting for us at Rainbow Bridge.

It's been awhile since you left us Little Gus, and we miss you as much today as we did the day you left..  This house is so full, but your absence has created an unfillable void.  I know you are at Rainbow Bridge chasing cats, deer and trains with good kidneys and four good legs.  Some day we will cross the Rainbow Bridge together. 

Sadly missed by Mom, Daddy, Pappy Luke, Aunt Nikki, Baily, Viper, Ashes, Smidgen, Izzy, Mommy Cat, Tucks, Regal and all those whose lives you touched.

Captain Walter
August 1998 ~ November, 2004

We lost our dear little dog yesterday.  Even in our grief which is so fresh in our minds I can think about him and laugh.  He lived to chase squirrels.  When he saw one he would let out the most incredible squeal and take off running.  Never caught one but he didn't care.  It was the thrill of the chase.  He just loved everything, swimming, walking, riding in the car, playing tug of war and just being close to us.   He was like my little shadow everywhere I went, and now he's gone but no longer in pain.  Bless you our sweet little dog.  You will be in our hearts forever

Missed greatly by...
The Butler Family

Dougal
1986 ~ May 31, 2004

Dougal is very sadly missed, always remembered my every waking day and never forgotten. I often sit and stare into the wide open emptiness of a hole in my world where he was once was the missing jigsaw piece found in my life. I look at photo's and see that beautiful scruffy face staring at me as if he was still there, ready to come trotting over for his daily cuddles and a bit of a fuss.

 I miss the sight of my Dougal, lying content in his bed, or cuddled up to his best friend Jess, who misses him so much too. I miss the sound of his breathing when he's next to me and that fluffy white coat with those little old eye's looking into mine; knowing how I feel, and knowing that I love him.

I have friends who comfort me with their soothing words, yet they only work for the moment until I see small reminders in my daily life which open my arms to welcome him back, yet he will never be held tightly in my arms again. 

This Christmas will be my very first without him, he would have been 18 Christmas Eve, but he would have always been my puppy, my Dougal.

Gone, but never forgotten. Always missed.

I

I will love you always Dougal.

Lisa xxx