Austinville Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 I'm so sorry for your loss....Milo was beautiful and he found you to share his short life with. God gives the special ones to special people who will care for them and love them entirely, despite their illness. Every time I read such beautiful tributes, I hug my girl a little bit closer..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
welshmum Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 so sorry, to read this post how sad. Aly Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sutsibe Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 My heart goes out to you - I feel your pain! I lost my Raf the same day, and my heart will be slow to heal from the loss. Know that as large as the hole they leave in our hearts is, they leave behind for us an even larger part of their hearts... Your tribute to him was lovely! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stormy Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 So sorry for your loss Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Liz Jones Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 So sorry for your loss they become so quickly part of our lifes and leave such a great big hole when they leave .... he was such a handsome boy and lucky that he touched your hearts ... just so sad that he had to be taken away so young RIP and run free over rainbow bridge little one Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elyse Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 I'm very sorry for your loss.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lillie and Binks Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 My heart goes out to you both We lost our mal Yoda far to young too, Run free Milo Run free wear that sliver harness with pride sweet baby I was sent this when we lost yoda and it help , I hope you can get a little comfort from it too "Dont grieve to long for now Im free Ive followed the path God set for me I ran to him when I heard his call I swished my tail and left it all My parting has left you with a void please fill it with remembered joy A loving hug, your laugh, your kiss O yes, these things too Ill miss Be not burdened by this time of sorrow I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow My lifes been full, youve given so much Your time, your love your gentle touch Perhaps my time seems all too brief But dont lengthen it now with undue grief Lift up your head and share with me God wanted me, He set me free! Run free gorgeous boy. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brian brown Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 Too young to be taken away but what a loving tribute, you made me He will always be in your hearts, you obviously loved him so much, RIP Milo I remember I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying. You found it hard to sleep. I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here." I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me. I was with you at the shops today. Your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more. I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there. I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me." You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there. It's possible for me to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew... in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you. The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "Good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning." And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side. I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cas Posted February 2, 2012 Report Share Posted February 2, 2012 I'm so very sorry for your loss. R.I.P Milo. Run free over 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's trouble-free Where all of us can meet again to spend eternity. I saw the most beautiful Rainbow, an 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'm alright That this place is truly wonderful, then a bright glow pierced the night "Twas the glow of many candles, shining bright and strong and bold And I knew then that it held your love in it's 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 one can see So whenever you need to find me, we're never far apart If you look beyond the Rainbow and listen with your heart Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kper Posted February 3, 2012 Report Share Posted February 3, 2012 Wow, reading these poems brought the tears right back. So sorry for your loss. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Roxy1 Posted February 3, 2012 Report Share Posted February 3, 2012 So sorry for your loss- That was a wonderful tribute. You were able to share some of your special bond with him, and his loving personality shines through in here pictures. Thank you for sharing him with us. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mary Christie Posted February 3, 2012 Report Share Posted February 3, 2012 What a gorgeous dog, I'm so sorry you lost him so soon, but it's clear he'll always be in your memories. Those fab photos must make you both sad and glad at the same timexxx Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoseWillow&Dexter Posted February 3, 2012 Report Share Posted February 3, 2012 RIP Milo Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mary Christie Posted February 4, 2012 Report Share Posted February 4, 2012 Too young to be taken away but what a loving tribute, you made me He will always be in your hearts, you obviously loved him so much, RIP Milo I remember I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying. You found it hard to sleep. I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here." I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me. I was with you at the shops today. Your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more. I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there. I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me." You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there. It's possible for me to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew... in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you. The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "Good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning." And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side. I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out... then come home to be with me. OOOOOH, I felt every word of this and I hope it gave you some comfort during the early stages of your loss of Milo. Take care Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kpc2593 Posted February 16, 2012 Author Report Share Posted February 16, 2012 I can't thank you guys enough for the love and kind thoughts. Weeks have passed without him and he is still on my mind. I see him everywhere I go......I just feel an emptiness now but it all changes when I look up at the sky and see him looking down at us. The poems were beautiful you guys and it was hard for my girlfriend but we read them together and they put a smile on our faces. I appreciate the love and support and I'm sure Milo does too! He would have given all of us a big kiss! Thank you so much for the wonderful support! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AttilaVikingsDemon Posted February 16, 2012 Report Share Posted February 16, 2012 R.I.P my beloved bestfriend, Milo. September 14th, 2011 - January 31st 2012. I can't believe I wasn't able to make full use of this wonderful forum and show-off my bundle of joy to the entire world. Milo came into our world as a gift for my girlfriend for our 1 year anniversary. It hurts to see that we have lost 'our little baby' as she always called him. I would like to post this thread in memory of his wonderful life that he had, and to raise the awareness of this cancer taking these precious animals out of our lives. I was never aware of this cancer and never had I thought I would have to go through such an unfortunate thing. Milo, our purebred Siberian husky, has suffered from Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia, a blood-type cancer which was disabling his body rapidly. You might ask how and why? There is not one clear answer unfortunately. Milo's life was cut short yesterday, at only four months old I can tell you that he has become a part of me an d my life. Milo always put a smile on my face no matter what. He showed everyone nothing but love. His beautiful coat and marvelous eyes attracted people every where we went. From the pet store to the dog park, Milo was the main attraction. I will never forget the conversations me and Milo would have, because yes, believe it or not Milo was able to talk. Sure Milo was only able to live 4 months, but I assure you that me and my girlfriend have made the best of them. I can write about Milo all day but words aren't just enough for me to express Milo's life. You will always remain in our hearts forever Milo. I can be rest assured that you are in a better place now. There is no one in the world that can replace you Milo. You were perfect, maybe just too perfect that god just had to keep you for himself. Even though your not with us anymore Milo, I know you will always manage to keep us smiling when we look up at the sky and see you. We love you Milo, and we miss you more than the world can ever imagine. - Kishan and Anika Atlanta, GA I'm so sad and so, so sorry for your loss...what a beautiful little life he had with you two-I could tell he loved you very much after viewing your pics and you gave him a great life, short as it was. Good thing is, is that it was you two that he got to share it with for his little time here and not undeserving people who wouldn't have treated him well, like you have have treated him well and with love and kindness-may his sweet little being find rest and run free over the rainbow bridge where so many of our beloved's play and run. Run free, little fella North of the Rainbow Bridge is the place where our Husky's go and wait to meet us... North of The Rainbow Bridge by MakWa4me The time comes. A Siberian Husky lifts up its head. There is an untested adventure beyond. Time to go. Across the Rainbow Bridge is a place for all dogs. A river runs wide and shallow with tennis balls that fly with their own wings; that is the place for a Labrador or Golden to await its master's arrival. The Siberian is not content here. Northward is its trail.... There are soft pastures for Aussies and Border Collies, with sheep and geese to pen. Agility equipment grows like trees amid Frisbees and flyball. But the North continues its sure wild call, and the Siberian's journey continues.... Now the air is colder. Now the moon is always full. Now the light is silver and it breaks and shimmers on fields of bright snow. Now there are no roads, no walls, no pens, just endless space to run. This is where Siberians gather, North of the Rainbow Bridge. They wait in this beautiful place, happy, but not complete. Suddenly, a howl begins, as one dog senses someone coming, someone very special. All the Siberians raise their heads and join in the ancient chorus. They dance like moonbeams and sing like winter winds. There are red ones like dawn streaks, black ones splattered with many colors and silver ones like the first strange hour before light. They line up as if in harness and run together, in a scintillating, many-colored streak. The leader of the team guides the others past the fields and river, with racing feet and racing heart. They rush to greet the new arrival at the Rainbow Bridge, where the leader is rejoined with its beloved person, never to be parted again. The glory of the reunion is celebrated by all the Siberians dwelling beyond the Bridge, a glimmering, multicolored team leaping and whirling with joy. The light from that scene is what we see on magical evenings in the northernmost parts of this Earth: The Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights beyond the Rainbow Bridge. The Silver Harness by Andre DeMerchant Tookla's magnificent head came up with a start. What was that? Another sound? Ears forward, Tookla's ice-blue eyes stared out from the doorway of his plywood doghouse. Getting up slowly he stretched luxuriously and moved carefully from the warmth of his hay filled house into the bitter chill of his fenced outdoor run. Standing still, Tookla alertly scanned the February afternoon landscape outside his run. Nothing. How many times now had he expectantly searched the surrounding area only to be disappointed? Walking to the end of his run, Tookla sat slowly down and heaved a great sigh. Sparkles of frost chased by shivery wintry blasts twirled through the air and landed on his thick warm coat. Half closing his eyes, Tookla began to think back to the old days, the good days. "It wasn't always like this," he thought to himself. "I used to go with my master and the team always. But no more. Not for a long time. My own son now has my place at the front of the team. Faster than me now. Much faster. Like I was faster than my father, Sabu. But I wasn't always faster than my father. I had to grow, to work so hard! Running back in the team with the others. Not for me. I didn't like that. Only after Sabu and my master taught me the words could I go in front. Then we were so fast! Soon I was even faster than father! Often I was at the front. I remember running through all those pine trees with the others, faster than ever! We flew down the trail. When it was over he was so happy with us. So many people came to see us and pet us and give us treats. Always after that I was at the front. So many times we went out and so many times we ran faster than others. But no more now. My legs are stiff and I can no longer run as far as before. Oh, I have not run for so long! Now my son leads the others. As it was for my father, it is for me also and shall one day be for my son." Opening his eyes Tookla had another look around the yard. Seeing nothing he rose slowly to his feet, turned and walked swiftly toward his dog house. A sudden noise behind Tookla caused him to whirl quickly around. His eyes grew wide with fright as he took an involuntary step backward. "Who's there?" challenged Tookla. "It is I. Sabu." came the reply. "Sabu? But..no! It can't be! You've been gone for so long now. I remember you were very old. Then one day you went away and never came back. How can it be you are here now?" "I have come back to see you Tookla." "But why?" "To tell you of a place. A wonderful place. The sun shines always. We never want for food or water. And run! Oh, Tookla! We can run forever on grassy fields, through thick woods. Many little animals are there also. We chase them often but never are they caught. It is all for fun. All the others are there also. Your mother, Sheena. Your sister, Koola, who has gone before you. We run together always. It is such a marvellous place!" "No!" growled Tookla, suddenly wary. "It is a trick! You are not Sabu!" "No Tookla. It is no trick. Come, let us butt noses. You will see that I am your father. You will see that what I tell you is true." Slowly, gingerly, almost on tiptoe, Tookla moved towards the muzzle poking though the chain link. Sniffing carefully, Tookla stretched his neck until the noses just touched. Quickly he jumped back, eyes wide. "It is you!" he exclaimed in amazement. "It is as I have said, my son." "But what is that upon your back, Father?" Sabu turned to afford Tooka a better view. "It is my silver harness." "It is beautiful! Oh, that I could wear such a harness! How the light dances upon the silver straps!" "We all have one to wear, Tookla. It is especially for the Run of the Lights." "What is the Run of the Lights, Father?" "It is when we all run together, each of us wearing a silver harness. We run when it is dark, faster and faster we go till we take off! We race into the sky, past the stars and the moon itself. The light from the stars shines and twinkles upon our silver harnesses sending flashes and streams of light all over the sky!" Gazing longingly up at the gathering February twilight, Tookla could only manage, "Oh that would be so grand!" "Now, Tookla, it is time for me to tell you the reason for my visit." "What is it, Father?" "It is your time, Tookla. It is time for you to take your place beside us. I have come to lead you to the wonderful place." "But..." Tookla stammered. "I'm not ready! I mean, I haven't seen my master come back with the team! I haven't had my walk..." "Come, Tookla. It is time." "But I can't. I can't leave my run. I'm locked in." Backing up a few paces, Sabu turned to face Tookla. "Walk towards me, my son," he said softly. Cautiously Tookla walked forward. When he reached the fence he stopped and whined. "I can't! I can't get out!" "Come, Tookla," replied the voice with great warmth. "You can do it. Just keep walking." Tookla picked up a front paw and moved it slowly forward. It went through! It went through the fence! Now thoroughly excited, Tookla shut his eyes and walked gingerly ahead. After a few paces he stopped and, turning around, opened his eyes. "I'm out! I did it!" His eyes danced with joy as he quickly surveyed the yard, now lying deep in evening shadows. "Come, Tookla. We must go," reminded Sabu, who, without further word, turned and started running towards an open field. Tookla was soon in step beside him as they streaked across the ground. "Now Tookla!" panted Sabu. "Run! Run as fast as you can!" Ears flat against his head, tail straight out, Tookla put all his heart into his running. Suddenly they took off, rocketing up into the night sky. "Look! Look at me run, Sabu! No longer are my legs stiff! No longer do I grow quickly tired! I'm young again!" shouted Tookla, tongue lolling, eyes shining with excitment. Sabu laughed. "Yes, you are very fast my son. And you look very good in your silver harness." Glancing back, Tookla exclaimed, "The harness! I too have a silver harness!" And with a heart bursting with happiness, Tookla kept pace beside his father. Starlight glittered and moonlight flashed off the silver webbing and across the darkening sky as the two Sibes soared up towards the wonderful place. Hal was lost in thought as the truck bumped and lurched up the laneway and into the darkened yard. Shutting off the engine, Hal heaved himself out of the truck then suddenly pulled up short. "It's real quiet around here tonight," he thought to himself as he peered into the gloom of the yard. "Too darn quiet!" Walking swiftly to the kennel building he flipped on all the lights and started to check all the runs. "What's going on guys?" said Hal as he moved among the pens. A couple of Sibes rose from the floor and waved their tails apologetically. At the other end of the building one of them whined softly. As if suddenly struck with a thought, Hal pivoted on his heel, and banging through the door, sprinted across the yard towards Tookla's single run by the house. "Tookla! Tookla, we're home! Tookla? Hal spoke loudly as he reached the run door. The familiar form of Hal's old lead dog was not in its usual place at the end of the run. Tendrils of apprehension gripped Hal's heart as his shaking hands fumbled with the lock. "Tookla! Where are you? Tookla, come see me!" Hal said urgently as he swung the gate wide. Dropping to his knees in front of the dog house, Hal hesitated, dreading what he would find. Reaching inside, Hal buried his hand in the fur of an inert form and gave it a shake. "Tookla. Tookla it's me." he said softly. Oh no. Oh Tookla!" exclaimed Hal as the reality of the situation struck. Pulling Tookla onto his lap, Hal sat down on the cold cement and caressed the lifeless form. "Oh, Tookla. My poor, poor Tookla. Good-bye, old friend," muttered Hal as tears coursed down his cheeks, falling and freezing on the furry figure below. Feeling suddenly very weary, Hal leaned back against the chain link as a February wind blustered around him. Leaning his head back, Hal turned his red-rimmed eyes toward the night sky and sat for a long time, both enthralled and comforted by the brilliant beauty of the dancing Northern Lights . Now the air is colder. Now the moon is always full. Now the light is silver and it breaks and shimmers on fields of bright snow. Now there are no roads, no walls, no pens, just endless space to run. This is where Siberians gather, North of the Rainbow Bridge. They wait in this beautiful place, happy, but not complete. Suddenly, a howl begins, as one dog senses someone coming, someone very special. All the Siberians raise their heads and join in the ancient chorus. They dance like moonbeams and sing like winter winds. There are red ones like dawn streaks, black ones splattered with many colors and silver ones like the first strange hour before light. They line up as if in harness and run together, in a scintillating, many-colored streak. The leader of the team guides the others past the fields and river, with racing feet and racing heart. They rush to greet the new arrival at the Rainbow Bridge, where the leader is rejoined with its beloved person, never to be parted again. The glory of the reunion is celebrated by all the Siberians dwelling beyond the Bridge, a glimmering, multicolored team leaping and whirling with joy. The light from that scene is what we see on magical evenings in the northernmost parts of this Earth: The Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights beyond the Rainbow Bridge. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Povodny Posted February 17, 2012 Report Share Posted February 17, 2012 I'm so terribly sorry you lost him Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nadine Martin Posted February 22, 2012 Report Share Posted February 22, 2012 Hi, really sorry for your loss, from the pictures it looks like he had a loving home. My condolences x Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
huskyizzy Posted February 22, 2012 Report Share Posted February 22, 2012 sorry for your loss such a beautiful dog with such a loving home photos are beautiful memories will last forever:rip: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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