| Location | Warrington |
| Age | 12 years |
| Date of Birth | 20/01/1997 |
| Date of Death | 10/10/2009 |
| Visitors | 2,035 since 11/10/2009 |
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We got Mac just after Callum died in 2005, this was after saying we wasn't
going to have another dog.
Mac was rescued from a family member who was just about to give him up to Lab Rescue, as they were moving house and they did not allow pets. Mac was a very boisterous boy at first but soon settled down, he enjoyed his walks to Marbury Park and going to our caravan on a farm in Wales, where he loved to just sit in the garden people watching, waiting for them to come over and talk to him.
It was a shock to lose Mac as he had no signs of being ill, just 3 days before he died he started to cough up blood ( straight away I thought cancer ). We took him the vets and he was given an x-ray and blood test, but the vet said nothing showed up on the x-rays so we were given hope.
Two days after the x-rays Mac wasn't himself and I asked my husband Colin to take him back to the vets, thinking he was just a bit under the weather.
The vet rang me ( Colin was too upset ) to say he wasn't going to make it, he reckoned it was a small tumour that didn't show up on the x-rays and it had possibly burst so he was put to sleep.
On the 15th October 09 we picked Mac's ashes up from the vets.
God Bless Mac sorry I never had the chance to say goodbye, we will always remember you. Love Mum & Dad xx
10/10/2011 with love
The Heart
The heart will never grow so old,
That it will cease to break;
Not reserved for youth alone,
That old, familiar ache.
For there is no monopoly,
On pain from deep within;
It knows no age nor boundaries,
When the heart remembers when.
Maybe in a familiar song,
A distant melody;
The misty scent of sweet perfume,
Will bring back memories.
The heart will never grow so old,
That passion has died and gone;
Seasoned by the passing years,
The memory lingers on.
The heart will never cease to break,
From some distant memory;
The heart will never cease to love,
Until it ceases to be.
Allison Chambers Coxsey ~ 2002
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
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 ~
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
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 ♥
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
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
X God Bless Angel X Love Always X
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Mac 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.
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
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