Prince

1982 - 1995
LocationWarrington
Age12 years
Date of Birth10/08/1982
Date of Death10/01/1995
Visitors2,368 since 01/11/2008
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Prince came into my life at 8 weeks old, when I lived on the Wirral, he came from the pet shop round the corner from where I lived, I was told by the shop owner that it was her dog who had the litter and that the mother was a Collie she did'nt know the father as she had got out.

In 1985 I got married and moved back to my home town of Warrington, we all settled nicely in our new home, we went for walks to Walton Gardens and Delamere forest and days out to Southport were Prince loved it on the beach.

We had a good life together.

Then Christmas 1994 Prince was not his self we took him to the vet with a urine sample which the vet requested. We was told he had something wrong with his kidneys, Prince seemed to perk up with the tablets the vet gave him and we had a nice Christmas, then 10th January Prince would not get up for his breakfast I had to spoon feed him which he brought back up.

One hour later he started to have fits, so my husband took him to the vets [ I could not face going I knew he was not coming back ]. My husband rang me up from the vets and asked me did I want him put to sleep, as this was what the vet had recommended to do as while they were at the vets Prince had had some more fits, the vet had said he would not have lasted the day anyway.

We had him cremated and a few days later we went back to the vets to collect his ashes, they were in a nice little carved wooden casket with a brass nameplate with his name on.

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xxx Prince xxx
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════║══║not forgotten
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════║══║someone who is in
════║══║heaven's garden.
xxx Love Mum xxx


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28/9/2011

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Grow Old With Dogs


When I am old...
I will wear soft gray sweatshirts...
and a bandana over my silver hair.....
and I will spend my social security checks on wine and my dogs.

I will sit in my house on my well-worn chair
and listen to my dogs' breathing.
I will sneak out in the middle of a warm summer night
and take my dogs for a run, if my old bones will allow...

When people come to call, I will smile
and nod as I show them my dogs...
and talk of them and about them...
...the ones so beloved of the past
and the ones so beloved of today....

I will still work hard cleaning after them,
mopping and feeding them and
whispering their names in a soft loving way.

I will wear the gleaming sweat on my throat,
like a jewel and I will be an embarrassment to all...
especially my family...
who have not yet found the peace in being free
to have dogs as your best friends....

These friends who always wait, at any hour, for your footfall...
and eagerly jump to their feet out of a sound sleep,
to greet you as if you are a God.

With warm eyes full of adoring love and hope
that you will always stay,
I'll hug their big strong necks...
I'll kiss their dear sweet heads...
and whisper in their very special company....

I look in the Mirror...and see I am getting old....
this is the kind of person I am...and have always been.
Loving dogs is easy,
they are part of me.

Please accept me for who I am.
My dogs appreciate my presence in their lives...
they love my presence in their lives......
When I am old this will be important to me...
you will understand when you are old....
if you have dogs to love too.

Author Unknown

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

September 28, 2011

19/9/2011

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Pictures


A journey captured in moments rare ~
just a flash of memory.
Images pressed within the heart ~
life's pages bare to see.

An instant fleeting through endless time,
now paused as shutters fall.
Those moments caught within a frame ~
a life of pictures on the wall.

Tiny fragments of mindless joy
displayed with dreams to last.
Silhouetted within the soul,
cherished now ~ beneath the glass.

A life of pictures on the wall,
inanimate ~ yet so alive.
Living, breathing ~ in still-life form,
within the mind they thrive.

A touch, a kiss, a carefree smile,
a dance beneath the sun ~
along the sand and ebbing tide
as fading shadows run.

Wedded laughter ~ eternal bliss,
a birth ~ or two, or three ~
Reminiscent breaths now gone
of those whose souls fly free.

An instant fleeting through endless time,
now paused as shutters fall.
Sharing life's long journey ~
reaching far beyond the wall.

A journey captured in moments rare ~
just a flash of memory.
Images pressed within the heart ~
life's pages bare to see.

Hazelmarie Elliott ~

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

September 18, 2011

3/9/2011

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SHELTERING WINGS

All around you are the friends of other days.
They are hidden from your view, nor can you hear the voices that in long ago you knew so well.
And yet the silence and the solitude is full of kindly thought and sheltering wings.
For love can span the years that lie between the loss of dear ones and the ever-present Now; and when you think of them the spirit wakes again and all unseen, they answer to your call.

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HEARD IN THE SILENCE

In the lonely land, where unspoken thought is like the distant voice of a half remembered dream, there is no silence.
For the spirit, in touch with the Infinite, hears the music of the soul throb through the stillness, while dawn's gleaming silver and sunset's crimson glow deck the stage of heaven for the stars to sing.
And in the loneliness we begin to understand the harmony of living.

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From The Quiet Moment by Southern Cross

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

September 3, 2011

THURSDAY 11/8/2011

♥ღ .. ... We listen to your music
Look at a photograph or two
Going back down memory lane
Of a time when we still had you ♥

FRIDAY

♥ღ .. ... In The Rays Of The Sunlight--
In The Damp Of The Morning Dew--
In The Moon That Glows At Night--
Forever you are with me ♥

SATURDAY

♥ღ .. ... For every heart that stops beating
A new star as been born
Across the rainbows end
Starts a brand new morn.♥

SUNDAY

♥ღ .. ... The special years will not return
When we were together,
But with the love within our hearts
You will walk with us forever ♥

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

August 10, 2011

30/6/2011 with love

For animal lovers

I shall walk in the Sun above,

Whose golden light you loved.

I shall sleep alone and, stirring, touch an empty place.

I shall write uninterrupted.

Would that your gentle paw could stir my moving

pen just once again.

I shall see beauty, but none to match

your living grace.

I shall hear music, but none so sweet as the

droning song with which you loved me.

I shall fill my days, but I shall not, can not, forget.

Sleep soft dear friend, for while I live

You shall not die."

Michael Joseph

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

June 30, 2011

14/10/2010

Sorry I will not be able to do my candles this week-end as I have some friends coming to stay, however I will check the Angels days. I will be doing my candles again by Monday.

FOR FRIDAY

The memory of a dear one, however long apart,
Is like a soothing melody that lingers in the heart.
Is like a perfect rainbow that lingers in the sky,
The portrait of a past that can never die.

FOR SATURDAY

Memory is a loving thing
It lasts the longest day
It can never be spent,
Never be lent,
Never be taken away

FOR SUNDAY

A thousand loving memories,
Stored up in our hearts,
To take out and live again
Whenever the tears start

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

October 14, 2010

Prince With Love

They're Only Ours for a Little While
by Nancy Hanson

We humans are prone to chase rainbows,
always wanting that pot of gold.
But the wisest of us remember the joy
of just a small creature to hold.
Allow yourself to accept their great gift,
and know what devotion is worth.
If you've been loved by a dog or cat,
you're the richest person on earth.
But their lives are lived in miniature-
bright sun to palest moon.
They bless our days with innocence,
and faithfulness that's stilled too soon.
These precious lives are fragile,
as fleeting as a baby's smile.
So give them all the love you have.
They're only ours for a little while.
And in the lonely moments
when you pause to wonder why,
hold close those brightest shooting stars
that burn so briefly in our sky.
But then look deeper in your heart
to know all love must intertwine,
and when the night sky seems the darkest,
you'll see their light forever shine.

Gillian Brown (Mother)

September 19, 2010

Souls do not disintegrate and die:
Years pass and yet they do not fade away.
Memories are like a distant star
Pouring forth its light across the void.
All our tears and laughter do not lie:
Though we pass like dreams, our spirits stay,
Held fast by love, which is just what we are,
Yet in a form that cannot be destroyed.

Nicolas Gordon

Geraldine Snell (GTS Friend)

July 15, 2010

Precious Love

The agony is so great...
and yet I will stand it.
Had I not loved so very much...
I would not hurt so much.
But God knows I would not want to diminish
that precious love...
By one fraction of an ounce.
I will hurt...
And I will be grateful for that hurt
For it bears witness to the depth of my love.
And for that I will be eternally grateful.

AUTHOR:UNKNOWN

Joanne Stella'S Mam

January 10, 2010

watching over you

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Kirsty Astbury

January 10, 2010
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