If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember . . .
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter -- simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room -- and when you feel it brush against you for the first time -- it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet -- and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day -- if your friend and whatever higher being you believe in have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -- you will feel as long as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul -- a bit smaller in size than your own -- seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lie -- you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart--
-
As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when -- along with the memory of your pet -- and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love -- like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow -- and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets -- it is a Love we will always possess.
I would've died that day if not for you.
I would've given up on life if not for your kind eyes.
I would've used my teeth in fear if not for your gentle hands.
I would have left this life believing that all humans don't care
Believing there is no such thing as fur that isn't matted,
skin that isn't flea bitten, good food and enough of it,
beds to sleep on, someone to love me,
to show me I deserve love just because I exist.
Your kind eyes, your loving smile, your gentle hands
Your big heart saved me...
You saved me from the terror of the pound,
Soothing away the memories of my old life.
You will teach me what it means to be loved.
I have seen you do the same for other dogs like me.
I have heard you ask yourself in times of despair
Why you do it-
I tell you with the gratitude and love that shines in my eyes
In the best way I know how
Reminding you why you go on trying.
I am the reason
The dogs before me are the reason
As are the ones who come after.
Our lives would've been wasted, our love never given
We would die if not for you.
He was lost-not a shade of doubt of that;
For he never barked at a slinking cat,
But stood in the square where the wind blew raw
With a drooping ear and a trembling paw
And a mournful look in his pleading eye
And a plaintive sniff at the passer-by
That begged as plain as a tongue could sue,
"O Mister! Please may I follow you?"
Добавьте, пожалуйста,текст на английском:
Muffin is a dog that was born for someone’s love. The greatest happiness for him is to share its love and to be loved by a man. There are no bad people, punk dogs, third-rate weather or mean food for him.
Smile never left its muzzle. Muffin always wakes up and goes to sleep with a smile. This dog emits kindness and positive all around. Muffin is tender and gentle just like a cat, and usually tries to sit on somebody’s arms (even if he does not fit at all), so at least puts front paws to a man knees and enjoy caress.
No one knows how, but even in hard terms of the shelter, Muffin stays playful and active with a youthful energy as a puppy, he is still very young and easily trained. He will become a devoted friend for you and your children in case of trainings, spending time on walking and playing.
If you live outside the city, lead an active lifestyle, Muffin is a perfect companion for your morning jogs, cycling and skiing or just for a walk around the neighborhood.
Let’s get acquainted. Muffin is still waiting for you.
The approximate date of birth - January 2014
Lives in the shelter since 20/05/2015
Healthy. Vaccinated. Neutered.
Chip # 643110900044846
Гера в полный рост:
Ничего не понимаем, чего от нас хотят - не знаем. Дневного света боимси, человека боимси, всего боимси. Поводок вызвал бурю страха - караул убивают!!! Даже не знаю - чего больше было от прогулки - вреда или пользы.
Геныч был подцеплен на поводок и выгнан метлой с зимника, потом с лязганьем полузубами, но почти нормально дошел до выгула. На выгуле стрессовал, аускал слюни, делал крысу на мои приставания и назад не дался подцепить, но дошел сам. Либо бывшедомашний, либо слишком умный.
Тасеньку хорошо приняли в новом вольере. Бинго и Лайла дружелюбные собаки и никогда не обидят никого. Тасенька теперь гуляет на общем выгуле вместе с другими собаками. Пока людям не доверяет, сама не подходит
Дайси превращается в красивую и статную собаку. Она с большой радостью и с удовольствием ходит на прогулку на поводке. И у нее, оказывается, совсем нет голоса.
тут на фотках не видно, но на самом деле в этот момент их рядом чесали)
всё отлично. Бонжуру вообще идет на пользу общение с другими собаками) он сразу посмелей становится. Сейчас дома помимо него живёт ещё старенький той. Ужились хорошо. у них здоровая конкуренция))
Всегда поражаюсь, сколько в Дени любви и ласки. Где-то есть человек, которому так не хватает, чтобы его любили и обожали. Вот наш пушистый Дени и ждет именно такого человека. Он готов подарить и безмерную любовь, и ласку, и даже, если потребуется, согреет своей шубкой холодным вечером.
Крис, такой настоящий красавец-джентльмен в белой манишке. И его аккуратная яркая внешность, и поведение пронизано благородством и хорошими манерами. Он никогда не будет ни толкаться, ни пихаться, ни стараться утащить у соседа вкусный кусочек. Он просто постоит рядышком и подождет,когда же ему уделят минутку.
Какая же Мила удивительная. Нежная и ласковая. На днях, когда собаки гуляли на общем выгуле, Мила так и крутилась рядом с нами. Ласкалась и обнималась, или сидела рядышком и так внимательно нас слушала. Прямо такой идеальный собеседник.
Пожалуйста, добавьте для Тито обновленный текст:
Тито - маленький активный энерджайзер. Малышка пока не очень понимает правила проживания в приюте и каждый раз пытается уйти со знакомым человеком. Девочка очень ласковая, при первом же знакомстве пытается залезть на руки и лизнуть вас в лицо, - вот такое проявление чувств. Дружит и играет со всеми, пока её светлая, добрая душа не познала зла и обид. Она отлично ходит на поводке, при этом ей доставляет огромное удовольствие это занятие, так как она знает, что покинет вольер и будет гулять с человеком, она идёт рядом с ногой и заглядывает в глаза: "правильно ли я делаю?"
Девочка маленькая ростом 43 см в холке (больше не вырастет).
Стерилизована.
Привита. Здорова.
Чип 643110700033857
Дата рождения (по данным Приюта) - октябрь 2015 г.
8-903-725-14-78 Любовь (Аделька)
8-916-106-09-69 Ксения (Ksenya_Odulova)
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember . . .
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter -- simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room -- and when you feel it brush against you for the first time -- it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet -- and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day -- if your friend and whatever higher being you believe in have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -- you will feel as long as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul -- a bit smaller in size than your own -- seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lie -- you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart--
-
As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when -- along with the memory of your pet -- and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love -- like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow -- and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets -- it is a Love we will always possess.
~~by Martin Scot Kosins
I would've died that day if not for you.
I would've given up on life if not for your kind eyes.
I would've used my teeth in fear if not for your gentle hands.
I would have left this life believing that all humans don't care
Believing there is no such thing as fur that isn't matted,
skin that isn't flea bitten, good food and enough of it,
beds to sleep on, someone to love me,
to show me I deserve love just because I exist.
Your kind eyes, your loving smile, your gentle hands
Your big heart saved me...
You saved me from the terror of the pound,
Soothing away the memories of my old life.
You will teach me what it means to be loved.
I have seen you do the same for other dogs like me.
I have heard you ask yourself in times of despair
Why you do it-
I tell you with the gratitude and love that shines in my eyes
In the best way I know how
Reminding you why you go on trying.
I am the reason
The dogs before me are the reason
As are the ones who come after.
Our lives would've been wasted, our love never given
We would die if not for you.
He was lost-not a shade of doubt of that;
For he never barked at a slinking cat,
But stood in the square where the wind blew raw
With a drooping ear and a trembling paw
And a mournful look in his pleading eye
And a plaintive sniff at the passer-by
That begged as plain as a tongue could sue,
"O Mister! Please may I follow you?"
Добавьте, пожалуйста,текст на английском:
Muffin is a dog that was born for someone’s love. The greatest happiness for him is to share its love and to be loved by a man. There are no bad people, punk dogs, third-rate weather or mean food for him.
Smile never left its muzzle. Muffin always wakes up and goes to sleep with a smile. This dog emits kindness and positive all around. Muffin is tender and gentle just like a cat, and usually tries to sit on somebody’s arms (even if he does not fit at all), so at least puts front paws to a man knees and enjoy caress.
No one knows how, but even in hard terms of the shelter, Muffin stays playful and active with a youthful energy as a puppy, he is still very young and easily trained. He will become a devoted friend for you and your children in case of trainings, spending time on walking and playing.
If you live outside the city, lead an active lifestyle, Muffin is a perfect companion for your morning jogs, cycling and skiing or just for a walk around the neighborhood.
Let’s get acquainted. Muffin is still waiting for you.
The approximate date of birth - January 2014
Lives in the shelter since 20/05/2015
Healthy. Vaccinated. Neutered.
Chip # 643110900044846
Света, а ты как всегда безтактна! Напиши просьбу модерату и скорректируйте профиль
Хоста Обнимахи-целовахи.
Юля!!! Ты мощно путаешь собак. На всех верхних фотах - Пекин!!!! Только у него такой высокий белый гольф на передней левой лапе!
Гера в полный рост:
Ничего не понимаем, чего от нас хотят - не знаем. Дневного света боимси, человека боимси, всего боимси. Поводок вызвал бурю страха - караул убивают!!! Даже не знаю - чего больше было от прогулки - вреда или пользы.
Геныч был подцеплен на поводок и выгнан метлой с зимника, потом с лязганьем полузубами, но почти нормально дошел до выгула. На выгуле стрессовал, аускал слюни, делал крысу на мои приставания и назад не дался подцепить, но дошел сам. Либо бывшедомашний, либо слишком умный.
Еще не забрали котика?
За почесушки и человеческое внимание)))
За что конкурируют? За вкусный кусочек?))
Тасеньку хорошо приняли в новом вольере. Бинго и Лайла дружелюбные собаки и никогда не обидят никого. Тасенька теперь гуляет на общем выгуле вместе с другими собаками. Пока людям не доверяет, сама не подходит
Грустно...
Хорошо что скрасили ее последние дни
Дайси превращается в красивую и статную собаку. Она с большой радостью и с удовольствием ходит на прогулку на поводке. И у нее, оказывается, совсем нет голоса.
тут на фотках не видно, но на самом деле в этот момент их рядом чесали)
всё отлично. Бонжуру вообще идет на пользу общение с другими собаками) он сразу посмелей становится. Сейчас дома помимо него живёт ещё старенький той. Ужились хорошо. у них здоровая конкуренция))
ну и пожалуйста, вот они сегодня с Вонгом
Всегда поражаюсь, сколько в Дени любви и ласки. Где-то есть человек, которому так не хватает, чтобы его любили и обожали. Вот наш пушистый Дени и ждет именно такого человека. Он готов подарить и безмерную любовь, и ласку, и даже, если потребуется, согреет своей шубкой холодным вечером.
Чип 643110900072397
Дата рождения (по данным приюта) - 01.10.2015
Дата попадания в приют - декабрь 2015
Крис, такой настоящий красавец-джентльмен в белой манишке. И его аккуратная яркая внешность, и поведение пронизано благородством и хорошими манерами. Он никогда не будет ни толкаться, ни пихаться, ни стараться утащить у соседа вкусный кусочек. Он просто постоит рядышком и подождет,когда же ему уделят минутку.
Какая же Мила удивительная. Нежная и ласковая. На днях, когда собаки гуляли на общем выгуле, Мила так и крутилась рядом с нами. Ласкалась и обнималась, или сидела рядышком и так внимательно нас слушала. Прямо такой идеальный собеседник.
Пожалуйста, добавьте для Тито обновленный текст:
Тито - маленький активный энерджайзер. Малышка пока не очень понимает правила проживания в приюте и каждый раз пытается уйти со знакомым человеком. Девочка очень ласковая, при первом же знакомстве пытается залезть на руки и лизнуть вас в лицо, - вот такое проявление чувств. Дружит и играет со всеми, пока её светлая, добрая душа не познала зла и обид. Она отлично ходит на поводке, при этом ей доставляет огромное удовольствие это занятие, так как она знает, что покинет вольер и будет гулять с человеком, она идёт рядом с ногой и заглядывает в глаза: "правильно ли я делаю?"
Девочка маленькая ростом 43 см в холке (больше не вырастет).
Стерилизована.
Привита. Здорова.
Чип 643110700033857
Дата рождения (по данным Приюта) - октябрь 2015 г.
8-903-725-14-78 Любовь (Аделька)
8-916-106-09-69 Ксения (Ksenya_Odulova)