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**

Yetholme Whisper To My Heart - 'Betty'
On angel's wings 22/12/2020
My 'trip hazard'.  So deeply missed.​

**

Bailey commenced his beautiful life at Yetholme,
adored by his family in Hawaii, and
recently relocated to San Francisco.....Bailey was certainly well-travelled as well as dearly-loved.
Rest in Peace, Bailey, on angel's wings.  You were a magnificent ambassador for the breed, not only for
your beautiful face, but also your wonderful temperament.
I will forever remember your chapter in my own life, for many many reasons.
Run free now with your sister, Yetholme Tender Fidelis.
 

I shalt not be left behind

I shalt not be forgot

For I

I am

Hidden deep

Within your memory

Sometimes, in the quiet

As you sit alone

You remember me

For, I was the one

The one that touched your soul

I shalt not, be left behind

I shalt not be forgot

Written by Athey Thompson 2019

There are days where the loss of you weighs heavily on my chest. 

But in all the sadness, when I feel like my heart is empty, and lacking, I’ve got to remember that grief isn’t the absence of love.

Grief is the proof that love is still there.
***

SHE WAS JUST MY DOG

By Unknown Author

She was my other eyes that could see above the clouds; my other ears that heard above the winds.

She was the part of me that could reach out into the sea.

She had told me a thousand times over that I was her reason for being;
by the way she rested against my leg;
by the way she wagged her tail at my smallest smile;
by the way she showed her hurt when I left without taking her
along (I think it made her sick with worry because she was not along to care for me).

When I was wrong, she was delighted to forgive.

When I was angry, she clowned to make me smile.

When I was happy, she was joy unbounded.

When I was a fool, she ignored it.

When I succeeded, she bragged.

Without her, I am only another person.

With her, I was all powerful.

She was loyalty itself.

She had taught me the meaning of devotion.

With her, I knew a secret comfort and a private peace.

She had brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.

Her head on my knee could heal my human hurts.

Her kisses on my tears washed away my bad feelings.

Her presence by my side was protection against my fears of dark and unknown things.

She had promised to wait for me…whenever…wherever…in case I need her.

And I expect I will — as I always have — she was just my dog.
**

There is a cycle of love and death that shapes the lives of those who
choose to travel in the company of animals. It is a cycle unlike any other.
To those who have never lived through its turnings and walked its rocky
path, our willingness to give our hearts with full knowledge that they
will be broken seems incomprehensible. Only we know how small
a price we pay for what we receive; our grief, no matter how powerful
it may be, is an insufficient measure of the joy we have been given.

Suzanne Clothier
**

Sometimes there are no perfect words...

only thoughtful silences that whisper softly of caring.

**

Ch Yetholme Sapphire Bling
Sadly, on Dec 4th, our precious little Bling, 
Ch Yetholme Sapphire Bling - was given her angel wings,
in her 14th year.
Dearly loved, and so deeply missed.....so many happy
memories associated with Bling, not least being winning Challenge bitch
at Sydney Royal, aged just six months.
Run free, precious baby.
**

Yetholme Welcome Valda

24/5/2006-17/11/2018
Sire: Aust/Can Ch Marydon Steals The Scene (imp Can)
Dam: Ch Yetholme Welcome Touch
Valda is the last of our beautiful 'Welcome' girls, and therefore
the end of a wonderful chapter in the 
life of Yetholme Yorkies.  Mother of
Ch Yetholme Valmura Footprints,
Ch Yetholme Valencia, and
Ch Yetholme Valkyrie and others who never saw a showring.
**

Yetholme More N A Bit - Moira/Moi
(23/1/18)
beloved heart-dog of Lyn
and loved by all who ever met her......

"When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure."

Warm light coming from far below,
Twinkling, sparkling is the candle's glow.
All is well up on the ridge,
The place we know as Rainbow Bridge.

Furbabies sleeping in heaven's light,
Tended by candles in the night.
Peaceful dreams be theirs to keep,
As they slumber in this night so deep.

Hearts on earth that miss them so,
Take comfort in the candle's glow.
Watching for them in skies above,
Bound eternally by a cord of love.

** 

Yetholme Mistickle (Chloe) - Nov 2017

Grief has to be felt.  I wish there was a way not to feel it because it is overwhelming and all encompassing. 
It lives and breathes almost of its own.  But just like the euphoria of love it has to be felt.     
There is no better blessing  that this experience of living in this world can gift us with,
than the ability to be loved and to love in return.  It is the motivation that fuels
everything else we do.     Feel the grief but remember that the grief is only there because Love came first.

**

Grief is the price we pay for love!

How do we deal with it?

You don't deal with it. You hurt, you scream inside, you ache with the agony
of having given your heart to a dog to tear.  Slowly, your heart patches together with the hairs
of the dog that stole your love, and you have a new, bigger heart,
filled with the eternal love for something so devoted that we humans can barely comprehend.
**

"It is eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks.
Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper.
But the sound of a heart breaking is completely silent.
Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could create a sound for such devastation.
Almost as though silence is the only way the universe could pay its respect to the sound of a heart falling apart."-  
Nikita Gill, The Sound of Heartbreak

This Is Why Dogs Never Die

Some of you, particularly those who think they have recently lost a dog to "death", don't really understand this. I've had no desire to explain, but I won't be around forever and must.

Dogs never die. They don't know how to. They get tired, and very old, and their bones hurt. If they did they would not always want to go for a walk, even long after their old bones say: "No, no, not a good idea. Let's not go for a walk." Nope, dogs always want to go for a walk. They might get one step before their aging tendons collapse them into a heap on the floor, but that's what dogs are. They walk.

It's not that they dislike your company. On the contrary, a walk with you is all there is. Their boss, and the cacophonic symphony of odor that the world is. Cat poop, another dog's mark, a rotting chicken bone (exultation), and you. That's what makes their world perfect, and in a perfect world death has no place.

However, dogs get very very sleepy. That's what you see. They don' teach you that at the fancy university where they explain about quarks gluons and Keyneshian economics. They know so much they forget that dogs never die. It's a shame really. Dogs have so much to offer and people just talk a lot.

When you think your dog has died, it has just fallen asleep in your heart...and, by the way, it is wagging it's tail madly, you see, and that is why your chest hurts so much and you cry all the time. Who would not cry with a dog wagging it's tail in their chest. Ouch! Wap, wap wap, wap, that hurts. But they only wag when they wake up. That's when they

say: "Thanks boss! Thanks for a warm place to sleep, and always next to your heart, the best place".

When they first fall asleep, they wake up all the time, and of course, that is why you cry all the time. Wap, wap, wap. After awhile they sleep more (remember, a "dog while" is not a "human while". You take your dog for a walk; it's a day full of adventure in an hour. Then you come home and it's a week...well one of your days, but a week really, before the dog gets another walk. No WONDER they love walks).

Anyway, they fall asleep in your heart, and when they wake up, they wag their tails. After a few dog years, they sleep for longer naps, and you would too. They were a GOOD DOG all their life, and you both know it. It gets tiring being a good dog all the time, particularly when your bones hurt, and you fall on your face and don't want to go outside to pee, when it is raining, but do anyway, because you are a good dog. So, understand, after they have been sleeping in your heart, they will sleep longer and longer.

But don't get fooled. They are not "dead". There is no such thing really. They are sleeping in your heart, and they will wake up, usually when you are not expecting it. It's just who they are. I feel sorry for people who don't have dogs sleeping in their hearts. You've missed so much.

Excuse me...I have to go cry now.

Author unknown.

***

"It is eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks. Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper. But the sound of a heart breaking is completely silent. Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could create a sound for such devastation. Almost as though silence is the only way the universe could pay its respect to the sound of a heart falling apart."-  Nikita Gill, The Sound of Heartbreak

**

 In memory of all those 'little ones',
thousands upon thousands throughout the world who are born into appalling conditions
and who face an uncertain future.

In memory, too, of all those 'little ones'  who never draw breath
or don't survive more than their first minutes, hours, days, of precious life. 
No life should ever pass un-noticed, or un-mourned
without some attempt being made to find out 'why'? 
These 'little ones' deserve some acknowledgement that they existed,
of their valiant struggle to grasp life, even though it may be for such a short time. ...
and to ponder  upon lives with potential unrealised. 
Many times it would seem there is no answer, no explanation,
or, at least, it's not apparent to us mere mortals. 
Maybe they really DO become stars in the sky?  I'm sure that they do.

How quickly the years fly by.   Suddenly, it seems, that gorgeous little bundle of
fluff that was introduced to our home and our hearts, is no longer young.
Old age is  catching up with some of the Yetholme 'babies', and sad as it is, that's the way life is.
It's catching up with us, too.
We can only rejoice and be thankful for every blessed day we had with them, though it is never enough.
It could never be enough.
 

**

Yetholme A Touch Of Gold - 'Goldie' - August 2017
Ch Yetholme Sapphire Rain - 'Turtle' - August 2017

Aust Ch Brave Heart of Padawi's (Imp Gmy)
15/9/2005-26/11/2015

I was so lucky to be loved by these eyes ..
That should no one ever love me again,
Filled with love my heart shall remain.
FOREVER MISSED!

**

Middy & Wendy - 29/12/11
 

**

A Letter from the Rainbow Bridge

Hi, Mum
Now that I’ve been across The Rainbow Bridge for a couple weeks, they said I should write a letter home. Sorry, mum, but I’m so busy ‘across the bridge’ that I haven’t thought of home much. They said it’s okay and that you would understand. I hope you do. (I think you will.)
Remember that night when I wasn’t feeling very well and we were all crying? I don’t remember much, but I do remember seeing and hearing all of you and feeling your touches and hugs…I remember hearing “we love you” and that one last command of “Go through”. I didn’t know what you meant, so I turned around and walked through the fog that was in front of me. I saw the biggest bridge I’ve ever seen! And so many friends on the other side of it! They were all playing with toys and balls! You were right to tell me to go there!
My feet kept moving forward, but my heart kept pulling me back. Your touches became lighter and lighter and I wanted to come back and nudge your hands for more love, but I was overcome by this feeling of curiosity for the happy place over the bridge! My feet started moving on their own, like a gentle breeze was moving them forward for me! I can’t explain it, but I had no doubt that it was the right thing to do!
So, I walked across that big, huge bridge by myself! I looked for you, because you’re always by my side, walking with me, but this was different. I didn’t have a collar around my neck or a leash connecting me to you ~ I was ‘free’! Even though you weren’t there with me, I never felt alone! I actually felt like I had a huge cape of love wrapped around my body and the more I walked, the easier it was to breathe! So, I kept walking! And I would feel more warmth in the big hug, so I kept on walking! I eventually made it over the big bridge – I did it by myself, mum!
When I got here, all of my new friends greeted me and helped me walk off the bridge ~ it was so cool! They gave me a pair of wings and said that I was now a Guardian Angel!
What I’ve learned over these past few weeks has been amazing and nothing like I’ve seen before! We’re all the same up here ~ we all have wings and we all have Forever People to watch over ~ that’s YOU, mum! You’re my Forever Person and I’m your Forever Dog! We had such a great life together and I do miss you a LOT, but please know that I am so happy in my new home across The Bridge!
I’ll send you another Earth Angel so you won’t be alone. Give them your whole heart, like you gave it to me. I’ll check in every so often to make sure they treasure your love ~ I always did! When you miss me, think of a rainbow and know I’m on the other side of it, waiting to walk with you again. I’ll always be in your heart. I love you, mum! Time for me to go play x


Grand Champion Yetholme Make Mine Mink
'Makka'
9/6/98-28/8/11
There are, simply, no words....

GOODBYE

Please understand we've done all we could.
If there was anything we could do, you know we would.
I'm sitting right here gently rubbing your ears,
while I talk to you softly, trying to hold back the tears.
The memories you gave us we'll never forget.
Especially the ones of the day we all met.
One last hug and one last kiss.
You have no idea how much you'll be missed.
To look into your eyes this one last time...
you tell me it's ok, you know it's your time.
Close your eyes now, and go to sleep.
We'll pray to the Lord your soul he'll keep.
Go in peace now, our good friend.
We'll stay right here with you until the end.
Dream of that special day and time,
when we'll meet at the Bridge and all will be fine.
We'll run and play, side by side,
with a soft warm feeling deep down inside.
Your memory will live on in each one of us.
You'll always be number one to all of us.
Have a safe journey through the night.
I promise when you awake, you'll be in God's light.
So with heavy hearts, and tears in our eyes...
just for now my friend, we say goodbye.

©Doug Coulter

Ch Yetholme Tender Fidelis - 21/8/11
Dear little Lisa....we will miss your happy little self and your busy-ness!
So unfair.
**

Yetholme Kahluas Dante...
one of Lulu's well-beloved 'Brat Pack'.
Too tragic for words.
**

 


 
Dear Mom,
"Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you.
Do not let the thought of me be sad
for I am loving you just as I always have.
You were so good to me & I loved you so....
'Twas heaven here with you."
Your Lacey forever
 
R.I.P. My little monkey
You took your first breath in my arms and your last.
Mommy's heart is aching without you.
**

 

I wish the Rainbow Bridge had a phone so I could hear
your barks again. I thought of you all today but that's
nothing new. I thought of you all yesterday and
days before that too. I think of you all in silence
and often speak your name.
All I have are memories and pictures in a frame ..........
**

- Akimura -
August 2010
Run free, my beautiful boy...
**

 

 THE BEST PLACE TO BURY A DOG
> 
     There is one best place to bury a dog. If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when
you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontier of death, and down the
well-remembered path, and to your side again.
> 
     And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall
not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he is yours and he belongs there.
> 
     People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear
no whimper, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you
shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.
> 
     The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.
**
 

PeaBeau

 
Beloved member of the Boon family.
17/1/96-28/9/10
**

Gone from My Sight

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side
spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and
starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty
and strength. I stand and watch her until at length.
she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where
the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"

"Gone where?"

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in
mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and
she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her
destined port.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the
moment when someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"
There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout: "Here she comes!"

And that is dying.
 
-- Henry Van Dyke

**

Robbie-dog Alexander
2/10/08-25/9/10
Victim of TICK poisoning!!!
**

Yetholme Surrender To Me
'Callum'
5/3/98-13/4/10
A beloved member of the Murray family
**

'Toffee' - April 2010 - accidentally
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Yetholme Exuberant (above) - 'Harley' - 13/12/95-Jan 2010;
adored by the Andresen family, in Denmark.
By Ch Aranthrue Sweet Ambition (Imp UK), ex
Ch Yetholme Opal Empress
**

.Xena - heart-dog of Mary in NZ.
Rest in peace, darling girl
**

Aust Ch Yetholme Skye Fantasy (above).....
another snake-bite victim, died protecting her little friend Paddy.
You died a hero, Skye.
With deepest sympathy to her adopted family, the Pollard's of Bathurst.
***

Yetholme Highland Tryst
what a beautiful girl.........
# 22

Yetholme Birthday Graces, aka 'Wee Geordie"
"To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die".

This little dog was born for a purpose, and that was to bring love and joy to
everybody who ever met him, and he did that in abundance.

Fragile Circle...
'We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own,
live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached.
Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way.
We cherish memory as the only certain immortality,
never fully understanding the necessary plan.'        Irving Townsend.

New stars in the sky.......recently (below)

Tragedy struck,  on October 2nd 2009 in the form of a forked tongue.
Our beloved Ch Yetholme Tickle Me Do ('Riley'), in trying to
protect his little friend  also fell foul of the snake.
We are still in shock over this tragic double loss.
Riley was just short of nine years, 
Rest in peace.
**

**
 Yetholme Weenys Wee Wun
beloved companion of the Warhurst Family
1/4/96-15/8/09
by Ch Balbardie Royal Scot (Imp UK) ex
Ch Yetholme Weeny One
Rest in peace, Tilly.
**

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Mischa - for 12 years the companion of
Stan, Eva & Family (Sydney)
**

Sacha - adored by the Hulme family (Victoria)

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Beau - a Yetholme senior citizen

**

Pippa-Dippa
9/1/97-6/2/09
pictured above with his great-grandson, Shannon
Rest in peace, dear little man - you always made us laugh!
**

 Des - aka The Archbishop
20/1/09
**

   Beeper (below)
21st Dec 2008
it should never have happened....

**

Yetholme Little Blessing ('Tiffany')
26/6/96-Dec 2008
little heart-dog of Jill in Belgium - so many wonderful memories!

GOD'S LENT PUP

For a while a puppy I will to you, GOD said
For you to love him while he lives
and to mourn for him when he is gone.
Maybe for twelve or fourteen years,
or maybe for just two or three.
But will you, till I call him back
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you
but should his stay be brief
you'll always have his memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise that he'll stay,
since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught below
I want this pup to learn.
I've looked the whole world over
in search of teachers true
And from the folk that crowd life's land
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labor vain
Nor hate me when I come, to take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done,"
For all the joys this pup will bring,
the risk of grief you'll run.
So Will you give him shelter and
love him while you may
And for the happiness you will know
forever grateful stay
But should I call him home
much sooner than you planned
Please brave the bitter grief
and try to understand.
If by your love you've managed
my wishes to achieve,
That in his life you gave him
everything that he would need

You knew the time would come
for me to call him home
In this place called Heaven
With me he will remain

Again his eyes are shining bright
His stride is straight and true
He runs and plays and has great fun
It's here he waits for You.
Those precious memories that you hold dear
are tucked inside your heart. So keep them safe
for they help fill that hole within your heart.
Hold them close and when you feel
that soft stroke on your leg
Know he has come to visit you
He couldn't stay away

In this place called HEAVEN
Where things are right and true
Along with me he loves you still
he sits and waits for you


- Author Unknown

  **

INTO SPIRIT

 

I see you grieve,

I feel you grieve

But I am with you

And will stay with you 'til you laugh

When remembering the fun

We had in all those years.

Thank you for the courage to let me go.

No more weary, no more pain,

I am with you, you will feel me,

My cold nose, my waving tail,

You will see my smiling mouth and shining fur,

You will hear my happy voice.

I can run now, I can play now

With all my family and friends.

But I will love you and I will watch you

'Til we meet again.

 

By Ann Blairman
**

 

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