About our Blanca



Blanca was our protector.  She was our guard dog but at the same time she was like our child.  She loved her treats, she loved to go for car rides and she loved swimming in a kiddie pool & ponds.  She would push her head under water and roll around in the mud.  She loved to play hard and loved to just get filthy!  Her love was for WOMEN!  She would lick your face right off ya!  She would cry and get excited when a new visitor would stop by.  Her dad use to call her Blanc-ee and her Mom would call her Mama's Mama!  Blancee we love you with all our heart!  We miss you and want to hug you so tight.  May god take care of our baby girl.  You will forever be our number 1 and we will cherish every memory and every momen we had with you.  RIP Mama's Mama  xxoo



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Rainbow Bridge



Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine and our friends are warm and comfortable.



All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly, he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.



 You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.



Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...



...Author Unknown



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On the Death of a Beautiful Animal



The pain is there. The tears are there. And there is nothing,absolutely NOTHING you can do about it.

Let it be.  Let the tears come.

Let it be.  Accept the loss.

Hard, I know, but there's no choice anyway.



And the emptiness, the great gaping hole in your heart - let that be there also.

Let it be - don't try to fill it.

Don't try to escape it.

Don't try to do ANYTHING with it.

You can't anyway.



And then something dies in you.

Something dies, and already the healing begins.

And there will come a time when you can remember, but there will be no bitterness anymore.



And what you loved about them - the strength, or bravery,

The gentleness or playfullness.

The unquestioning love they gave.

The absence of pretense and artifice - so lacking in humans.

THAT is not lost.

No - THAT is not lost.



There will come a time when you see those very things are now in yourself.

They are a part of YOU.

It is your friend's bequest to you.



So I thank you, you beautiful animal

For what you gave me

In life And in death.



We Love you Blanca our little "Stinky"



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