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[afrancis]

I hope you guys will indulge me in this one.

I met Charlie a couple of years ago at our neighourhood park.
"Charlie, both feet on the ground please." That was what his owner would say to keep him from jumping up to lick your face. He was one of those mutts: big, short-haired, brown and white, with maybe some boxer, some ridgeback, some rottie -- who knows. But Charlie was a lovely, happy, enthusiastic dog. Skye would run around like mad with him, tolerate him, tell him off. He was maybe 2 or 3, but with the heart of a puppy and the body of an oaf. They moved away last winter and we didn't see him everyday anymore. But he was a dog that was hard to forget.

He was hit by a car and died later that day this past summer. I don't know anymore than that. I couldn't bring myself to ask. It really shook me when I heard the news today. I only thought if something like that were to happen to my Skye, I don't know how I would recover........

To all those good dogs, of unknown origin, who were too keen for their own good.
Charlie 20?-2008. May he rest in peace.
Ailsa

[BustopherJones]

It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days,
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.

And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.

There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.

Via con Dios, Charlie...