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		<title>By: mary francis</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-472176</link>
		<dc:creator>mary francis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 23:41:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ve been mourning several dog friends these last couple years - a very dear friend sent this: so I&#039;m re-typing this (hope you don&#039;t mind the length) for Rebel, Christie and family,

A Dog&#039;s Purpose? (from a 6-year-old)
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog&#039;s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn&#039;t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthansia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker&#039;s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker&#039;s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker&#039;s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, &quot;I know why.&quot;
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I&#039;d never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try to live.
He said, &quot;People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right? The Six-year-old continued, &quot;Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don&#039;t have to stay as long.&quot;

live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly, Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like: When loved ones come home, always run to greet them,

Never pass up the opportunity for a joy ride,
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy. Take naps. Stretch before rising. Run, romp and play daily. Thrive on attention and let people touch you. Avoid biting when a growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass. On hot days drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree. When you&#039;re happy, dance around and wag your entire body. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk. Be loyal. never pretend to be something you&#039;re not. 
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently. Enjoy every moment of every day....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been mourning several dog friends these last couple years - a very dear friend sent this: so I&#8217;m re-typing this (hope you don&#8217;t mind the length) for Rebel, Christie and family,</p>
<p>A Dog&#8217;s Purpose? (from a 6-year-old)<br />
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog&#8217;s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.<br />
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn&#8217;t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthansia procedure for the old dog in their home.<br />
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.<br />
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker&#8217;s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.<br />
The little boy seemed to accept Belker&#8217;s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker&#8217;s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.<br />
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, &#8220;I know why.&#8221;<br />
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I&#8217;d never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try to live.<br />
He said, &#8220;People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life &#8212; like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right? The Six-year-old continued, &#8220;Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don&#8217;t have to stay as long.&#8221;</p>
<p>live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly, Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like: When loved ones come home, always run to greet them,</p>
<p>Never pass up the opportunity for a joy ride,<br />
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy. Take naps. Stretch before rising. Run, romp and play daily. Thrive on attention and let people touch you. Avoid biting when a growl will do.</p>
<p>On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass. On hot days drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree. When you&#8217;re happy, dance around and wag your entire body. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk. Be loyal. never pretend to be something you&#8217;re not.<br />
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently. Enjoy every moment of every day&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Shadow Dancer</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-472101</link>
		<dc:creator>Shadow Dancer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 22:53:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Gods Speed Rebel..
We will all meet at the bridge one day..
You were loved by many and will be missed
by many...
Rest om peace my friend..
Shadow Dancer AKA Squirt the Yorkie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Gods Speed Rebel..<br />
We will all meet at the bridge one day..<br />
You were loved by many and will be missed<br />
by many&#8230;<br />
Rest om peace my friend..<br />
Shadow Dancer AKA Squirt the Yorkie</p>
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		<title>By: Sarah</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-471923</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 16:56:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Found this poem and thought of you:

Old Dogs Do Not Die
 
We have a secret, you and I, 
That no one else shall know, 
For who, but I can see you lie, 
Each night, in fireglow? 
And who but I can reach my hand 
Before we go to bed, 
And feel the living warmth of you 
And touch your silken head? 
And only I walk woodland paths, 
And see, ahead of me, 
Your small form racing with the wind, 
So young again, and free. 
And only I can see you swim 
In every brook I pass. 
And, when I call, no one but I 
Can see the bending grass.

Author Unknown</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Found this poem and thought of you:</p>
<p>Old Dogs Do Not Die</p>
<p>We have a secret, you and I,<br />
That no one else shall know,<br />
For who, but I can see you lie,<br />
Each night, in fireglow?<br />
And who but I can reach my hand<br />
Before we go to bed,<br />
And feel the living warmth of you<br />
And touch your silken head?<br />
And only I walk woodland paths,<br />
And see, ahead of me,<br />
Your small form racing with the wind,<br />
So young again, and free.<br />
And only I can see you swim<br />
In every brook I pass.<br />
And, when I call, no one but I<br />
Can see the bending grass.</p>
<p>Author Unknown</p>
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		<title>By: Deanna</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-471866</link>
		<dc:creator>Deanna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 01:43:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Awww, Christie, I&#039;m so very sorry. I&#039;ve been offline since Friday and logged on here today hoping against hope to not see this. You did the best you could and I&#039;m sure that Rebel loved every minute of the life you gave him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Awww, Christie, I&#8217;m so very sorry. I&#8217;ve been offline since Friday and logged on here today hoping against hope to not see this. You did the best you could and I&#8217;m sure that Rebel loved every minute of the life you gave him.</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-471759</link>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 17:34:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Christie--

I have been off line for a number of days and so only just saw your post about Rebel. I can&#039;t begin to say how sorry I am. This is such a difficult period for you. Please let it be a comfort to you, though, that many, many people who know you only through your writing--and your invaluable contributions to the well being of their animals--share your grief and want to help support you with their care. It&#039;s the least we can do in return. 

Lisa in Cape May County, NJ</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Christie&#8212;</p>
<p>I have been off line for a number of days and so only just saw your post about Rebel. I can&#8217;t begin to say how sorry I am. This is such a difficult period for you. Please let it be a comfort to you, though, that many, many people who know you only through your writing&#8212;and your invaluable contributions to the well being of their animals&#8212;share your grief and want to help support you with their care. It&#8217;s the least we can do in return. </p>
<p>Lisa in Cape May County, NJ</p>
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		<title>By: Faye</title>
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		<dc:creator>Faye</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 03:49:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>{{{{Christie}}}}} GLOW to heal your heart over the loss of Rebel.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>{{{{Christie}}}}} GLOW to heal your heart over the loss of Rebel.</p>
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		<title>By: Barb</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-471729</link>
		<dc:creator>Barb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 01:21:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m so sorry Christie!  Like so many others here, although I never had the pleasure to actually meet him I feel like I knew him.  And I know what a huge hole he&#039;s left in your heart.

I also know this is even more difficult than usual, coming right on the heels of your mom&#039;s health crisis.

I hope it helps a little to know that you and your family are in the thoughts and prayers of so many people all over the world.  And I hope that soon, your memories of Rebel will bring you more joy than pain.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m so sorry Christie!  Like so many others here, although I never had the pleasure to actually meet him I feel like I knew him.  And I know what a huge hole he&#8217;s left in your heart.</p>
<p>I also know this is even more difficult than usual, coming right on the heels of your mom&#8217;s health crisis.</p>
<p>I hope it helps a little to know that you and your family are in the thoughts and prayers of so many people all over the world.  And I hope that soon, your memories of Rebel will bring you more joy than pain.</p>
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		<title>By: Mary Mary</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-471711</link>
		<dc:creator>Mary Mary</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 14:43:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful photo of a stately old man (I am assuming that is &quot;old man&quot; grey in his coat? If not ... sorry Rebel! No offense.)

He looks like he&#039;s posing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful photo of a stately old man (I am assuming that is &#8220;old man&#8221; grey in his coat? If not &#8230; sorry Rebel! No offense.)</p>
<p>He looks like he&#8217;s posing.</p>
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		<title>By: Carol V</title>
		<link>http://www.petconnection.com/blog/2009/08/07/goodbye-rebel/comment-page-2/#comment-471708</link>
		<dc:creator>Carol V</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 13:12:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I read this poem in an email I got regarding the loss of a dog one early morn in April...it was just about one year from losing my pup Harry as I sat and felt the warmth of a sunbeam lurking in the window...sending me a message...I hope it brings you the same warm message it brought me...Hugs...

Beyond The Rainbow

As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played,
I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.
I saw a wondrous image then of a place that&#039;s trouble-free
Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.

I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side
Were meadows rich and beautiful -- lush and green and wide!
And running through the meadows as far as the eye could see
Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be!
My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new
And I wanted to go run with them, but I had something left to do.

I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I&#039;m alright
That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright Glow pierced the night.
&#039;Twas the Glow of many Candles shining bright and strong and bold
And I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.

For although we may not be together in the way we used to be,
We are still connected by a cord no eye can see.
So whenever you need to find me, we&#039;re never far apart
If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart.

cg - 1995</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read this poem in an email I got regarding the loss of a dog one early morn in April&#8230;it was just about one year from losing my pup Harry as I sat and felt the warmth of a sunbeam lurking in the window&#8230;sending me a message&#8230;I hope it brings you the same warm message it brought me&#8230;Hugs&#8230;</p>
<p>Beyond The Rainbow</p>
<p>As much as I loved the life we had and all the times we played,<br />
I was so very tired and knew my time on earth would fade.<br />
I saw a wondrous image then of a place that&#8217;s trouble-free<br />
Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity.</p>
<p>I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, and on the other side<br />
Were meadows rich and beautiful &#8212; lush and green and wide!<br />
And running through the meadows as far as the eye could see<br />
Were animals of every sort as healthy as could be!<br />
My own tired, failing body was fresh and healed and new<br />
And I wanted to go run with them, but I had something left to do.</p>
<p>I needed to reach out to you, to tell you I&#8217;m alright<br />
That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright Glow pierced the night.<br />
&#8216;Twas the Glow of many Candles shining bright and strong and bold<br />
And I knew then that it held your love in its brilliant shades of gold.</p>
<p>For although we may not be together in the way we used to be,<br />
We are still connected by a cord no eye can see.<br />
So whenever you need to find me, we&#8217;re never far apart<br />
If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart.</p>
<p>cg - 1995</p>
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		<title>By: Verde</title>
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		<dc:creator>Verde</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 17:21:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Deepest condolences on your loss.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Deepest condolences on your loss.</p>
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