Finns det några hundar i himlen? Naturligtvis, annars så skulle det inte vara någon himmel!
"When God had made the earth and sky
the flowers and the trees,
He then made the animals
the fish, the birds, and bees.
And when at least He'd finished
not one was quite the same
He said I'll walk this world of mine
and give each one a name.
And so He travelled far and wide
and everywhere He went,
a little creature followed him
until it's strenght was spent.
When all were named upon the earth
and in the sky and sea,
the little creature said "Dear Lord
there's no name left for me."
Kindly the father said to him
"I've left you to the end.
I've turned my own name back to front
and called you Dog, my friend."
Author: Unknown
"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there,I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry:
I am not there. I did not die"
Author: Various sources attribute this poem to the one of the following authors:
(A) Mary Frye
(B) Joyce Fossen
(C) An unknown member of the Hobi Native American Tribe
Gråt ej vid min grav,
Jag finns ej där.
Jag finns i solens spegelglans över havet,
jag finns i vindens lek över sädesfälten.
jag finns i höstens stilla regn.
jag finns i vintergatans stjärnehär.
Och när du i tidig morgon väcks av fågelkvitter,
så e de min röst du hör.
Så gråt ej vid min grav,
vi ska ses igen.
När Dina steg har tystnat
finns ändå ekot kvar.
När Dina ögon slocknat
vi alla minnen har.
Vi spar dem i våra hjärtan
tar fram dem då och då.
Så kommer Du för alltid
att vara här ändå.
Din trötta själ har somnat
ditt ljus har brunnit ut
din lilla tass har domnat
din tid har runnit ut
Till himlen har du kommit
du väntar på oss där
vår fina lilla hund
vi håller dig så kär
Tillsammans ska vi vara
vi möts en gång igen
sov gott lilla gubben
på ditt moln i himmelen
Author: Unknown
“If there´s no dogs in heaven, I want to go to where they went”
High up in the courts of heaven today
a little dog angel waits;
with the other angels he will not play,
but he sits alone at the gates.
"For I know my master will come" says he,
"and when he comes he will call for me."
The other angels pass him by
As they hurry toward the throne,
And he watches them with a wistful eye
as he sits at the gates alone.
"But I know if I just wait patiently
that someday my master will call for me."
And his master, down on earth below,
as he sits in his easy chair,
forgets sometimes, and whispers low
to the dog who is not there.
And the little dog angel cocks his ears
and dreams that his master's voice he hears.
And when at last his master waits
outside in the dark and cold,
for the hand of death to open the door,
that leads to those courts of gold,
His little dog´s welcomming bark
Will comfort his soul in the shivering dark."
Author: Unknown
"They say memories are golden
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I needed you,
a million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
If tears could build a stairway
and heartache make a lane,
I'd walk the path to heaven
and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one,
the chain will link again."
Author unknown
Those we love
remain with us,
for love lives on,
And cherished memories never fade
because a loved one's gone....
Those we love
can never be
more than a thought apart,
For as long as there is memory,
they'll live on in the heart.
Author Unknown
An old man and his dog were walking down this dirt road with fences on both sides,
they came to a gate in the fence and looked in, it was nice grassy, woody areas, just what a 'huntin' dog and man would like, but, it had a sign saying 'no trespassing' so they walked on.
They came to a beautiful gate with a person in white robes standing there. "Welcome to Heaven" he said.
The old man was happy and started in with his dog following him. The gatekeeper stopped him.
"Dogs aren't allowed, I'm sorry but he can't come with you."
"What kind of Heaven won't allow dogs? If he can't come in, then I will stay out with him. He's been my faithful companion all his life, I can't desert him now."
"Suit yourself, but I have to warn you, the Devil's on this road and he'll try to sweet talk you into his area, he'll promise you anything, but the dog can't go there either.
If you won't leave the dog, you'll spend Eternity on this road."
So the old man and dog went on. They came to a rundown fence with a gap in it, no gate, just a hole. Another old man was inside.
"S'cuse me Sir, my dog and I are getting mighty tired, mind if we come in and sit in the shade for awhile?"
"Of course, there's some cold water under that tree over there. Make yourselves comfortable"
"You're sure my dog can come in? The man down the road said dogs weren't allowed anywhere."
"Would you come in if you had to leave the dog?"
"No sir, that's why I didn't go to Heaven, he said the dog couldn't come in.
We'll be spending Eternity on this road, and a glass of cold water and some shade would be mighty fine right about now.
But, I won't come in if my buddy here can't come too, and that's final."
The man smiled a big smile and said "Welcome to Heaven."
"You mean this is Heaven? Dogs ARE allowed? How come that fellow down the road said they weren't?"
"That was the Devil and he gets all the people who are willing to give up a life long companion for a comfortable place to stay.
They soon find out their mistake, but then it's too late. The dogs come here, the fickle people stay there.
GOD wouldn't allow dogs to be banned from Heaven.
After all, HE created them to be man's companions in life, why would he separate them in death?"
Author Unknown
Hello. I've been expecting you for quite some time.
Here, come sit beside us for awhile .
and let me tell you about this old friend of mine.
She might look tattered or maybe old
But I won't say goodbye until you've been told.
She had the brightest eyes I had ever seen,
And wore a beautiful fur coat that would out shine a queen .
She was never prissy but walked with an aire ......
And oh so polite, you could take her most anywhere.
She could run like the wind and could catch anything she chased
But she protected and sat with me when I had problems to face.
You could not find a friend nearly so dear.
Because no matter the trouble she always stayed near...
She has never asked for much from me;
Just to love and respect her and I think you'll agree .
To give her a good meal plus a nice warm bed is not much to ask ;
When she has given me all her love and to her this was no task.
Now I understand you have a schedule to keep.
But I have a small favor before she nods off to sleep.
Please fold your wings around her and let her feel young while in no pain ;
Dear Guardian Angel of Pets ,
please keep her safe and happy until I see her again.
Author: Ginger Patton
To have loved and then said farewell, is better than to have never loved at all.
For all of the times that you have stooped and touched my head,
fed me my favorite treat and returned the love that I so unconditionally gave to you.
For the care that you gave to me so unselfishly.
For all of these things I am grateful and thankful.
I ask that you not grieve for the loss, but rejoice in the fact that we lived, loved and touched each others lives.
My life was fuller because you were there, not as a master/owner, but as my FRIEND.
Today I am as I was in my youth. The grass is always green, butterflies flit among the flowers
and the Sun shines gently down upon all of God's creatures.
I can run, jump, play and do all of the things that I did in my youth.
There is no sickness, no aching joints and no regrets and no aging.
We await the arrival of our lifelong companions and know that togetherness is forever.
You live in our hearts as we do in yours. Companions such as you are so rare and unique.
Don't hold the love that you have within yourself. Give it to another like me and then I will live forever.
For love never really dies, and you are loved and missed as surely as we are.
Your Pets In Heaven
Author: Ken D. Conover
Sunlight streams through window pane
unto a spot on the floor....
then I remember,
it's where you used to lie,
but now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound....
then I remember,
It's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can't be yours....
your golden voice is still.
But I'll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap these treasured memorials
in a blanket of my love
and keep them for my best friend
until we meet above.
Author Unknown
Friend, please don't mourn for me
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I'm always near.
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I'll never wander out of your sight-
I'm the brightest star on a summer night.
I'll never be beyond your reach-
I'm the warm moist sand when you're at the beach.
I'm the colorful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers of which you're so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking there's no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I'll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.
I'm the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on a baby's face.
Just look for me, friend, I'm everyplace!
Author Unknown
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 of 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 had 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 quivers.
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...
Han bad inte att få komma till Dig.
Han bara kom för att Du ville ha honom.
Han kom till Dig för att ge Dig vänskap då andra sviker,
sympati då andra är emot Dig,
trofasthet då andra baktalar Dig.
Han kom för att ge Dig kärlek
då du känner dig utlämnad,
sällskap då Du är ensam.
Han gör Dig på gott humör då du är ledsen
tar emot emot Dig med glädjetjut
då du äntligen kommer hem.
Han är någon som behöver Dig,
någon att smeka, leka med
och ha roligt tillsammans med.
Han är beroende av Din omtanke
och Din kärlek.
Han protesterar inte
då Du missförstår honom.
Han är utlämnad till Dig
på gott och ont.
Han ger Dig sköna,
avkopplande promenader.
Han ger Dig sällskap.
Han ger Dig kärlek och glädje.
Han vakar och skyddar Dig.
Han varnar om främmande kommer.
Han överger Dig inte så länge han lever.
Han ger Dig trygghet.
Vad ger Du?
Author: Anders Hallgren
Du vet att du är en hundmänniska när...
1) Du har fler hundsängar, tuggleksaker, halsband, koppel, selar och hundburar än du har hundar.
2) Du träffar andra människor med hund och minns hundarnas smeknamn efter 30 sekunder, men inte lär dig hundägarens namn förrän du träffat dem 2 eller 3 gånger.
3) Du inte tvekar ett ögonblick när det gäller att dela en glasstrut med din hund.
4) Dina föräldrar ger upp tanken på barnbarn och börjar tala om dina hundar som "dina ungar" eller "dina barn ". (Bonus: De börjar kalla dem "sina hundbarn".)
5) 90 procent av din tid uppkopplad på internet har hundanknytning (du kollar vad för nytt som dyker upp när du skriver in din hunds ras i sökmotorn, läser listor, kollar bilder, ljud och FAQ:s, etc.)
6) Du har hundratals bilder av dina hundar på skrivbordet på jobbet, i plånboken och så vidare, men inte ett enda av din familj eller dig själv.
7) Ingen vill åka i din bil eftersom de vet att deras kläder kommer att bli täckta av hundhår.
8) Du stoppar handen i fickan för att hitta småpengar - och tappar hundgodis och svarta plastpåsar överallt.
(Bonus: Du har gjort det här på en finare inrättning.)
9) Du har haft långa och ingående diskussioner med dina vänner om bästa sättet att klippa hundens klor, men har inte själv fått manikyr eller pedikyr i hela ditt liv.
10) Böcker och filmer är helt förstörda för dig om detaljer med hundanknytning är felaktiga.
11) Det bästa på hela dagen är tiden du spenderar med din hund.
12) Du ser på urusla filmer bara för att din hunds ras antingen finns i en liten roll eller finns med i en 3-sekunders sekvens över en folksamling.
13) Det är hundhår på alla dina kläder, till och med när du just har tvättat dem eller när de kommer direkt från kemtvätten.
14) Det första dina vänner, arbetskamrater och ytliga bekanta säger till dig när ni ses är antingen "Hur mår hundarna?" eller "Hur många hundar har du nu?"
15) De specialbeställda julkorten av dina egna foton föreställer dina hundar (med eller utan människor).
16) Du glömmer aldrig din hunds födelsedag, men din egen bröllopsdag eller sambos födelsedag kommer du först ihåg efter en vecka.
I stood beside your bed last night,
I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying,
quietly in your sleep.
I touched 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 coffee,
You were thinking of how much you
were in LOVE with me.
I was with you at the store 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 reassure you,
that I'm not really there.
I walked with you to the house,
as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my hand 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
"goodnight, 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.
Author:Unknown
Jag stod vid din säng i natt, jag kom för att titta till dig.
Jag såg att du grät och hade svårt för att sova.
Jag viskade försiktigt för att trösta dig när du torkade bort en tår:
"Det är jag, jag har inte lämnat dig, jag har det bra och jag mår bra.
Jag är här hos dig".
Jag satt bredvid dig när du åt frukost, jag såg när du spillde ut lite kaffe.
Du tänkte på alla de gånger du sträckt ut din hand för att smeka mig.
Jag var med dig i affären idag, dina armar började värka. Jag önskade att jag
kunde ta några paket åt dig, jag önskar att det var mer jag kunde göra för dig.
Jag var med dig när du besökte min grav idag, du sköter den med sådan omsorg.
Jag vill försäkra dig om att jag inte finns där.
Jag gick med dig hem och såg när du fumlade med nyckeln. Försiktigt lade jag min tass mot ditt ben, log och sa; "Det är jag".
Du såg så fruktansvärt trött ut när du sjönk ner i fåtöljen.
Jag försökte så hårt att få dig att förstå att jag stod vid din sida, att det är möjligt för mig att vara hos dig varje dag.
Jag säger uppriktigt till dig; "Jag lämnade dig aldrig".
Du satt mycket tyst, sedan log du, jag tror att du då,,,,, i kvällens stillhet förstod att jag var hos dig.
Dagen är över,,,, Jag ler när jag ser dig och gäspa och säga;
"Gud välsigne dig, vi syns i morgon".
När tiden är inne för dig att gå över till andra sidan kommer jag att springa dig till mötes och välkomna dig,
och då kommer vi återigen att gå sida vid sida.
Det är så många saker jag vill visa dig, här finns så mycket att se.
Men du måste ha tålamod, lev ditt liv med glädje,,,,,
kom sedan hem för att stanna hos mig.
Author: Unknown
Du möter ibland på en avlägsen strand i drömmarnas land någonstans.
En springande hund med pinne i mun med flaxande öron och svans.
Då kan du en stund, kanske en sekund slå följe med vännen som fanns.
Och lägga din hand i hennes päls lite grand i drömmarnas land någonstans.
"Guardians Of The Night"
Trust in me my friend for I am your comrade. I will protect you with my last breath
When all others have left you And the loneliness of the night closes in, I will be at your side.
Together we will conquer all obstacles, And search out those who might wish harm to others.
All I ask of you is compassion, The caring touch of your hands.
It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life And spend my nights unrested.
Although our days together May be marked by the passing of the seasons Know that each day at your side is my reward.
My days are measured by The coming and going of your footsteps. I anticipate them at every opening of the door.
You are the voice of caring when I am ill. The voice of authority when I've done wrong.
Do not chastise me unduly For I am your right arm, The sword at your side.
I attempt to do only what you bid of me. I seek only to please you and remain in your favor.
Together you and I shall experience A bond only others like us will understand
When outsiders see us together Their envy will be measured by their disdain.
I will quietly listen to you And pass no judgment,
Nor will your spoken words be repeated I will remain ever silent, Ever vigilant, ever loyal.
And when our time together is done And you move on in the world Remember me with kind thoughts and tales,
For a time we were unbeatable, Nothing passed among us undetected.
If we should meet again on another street I will gladly take up your fight,
I am a Police Working Dog and together We are guardians of the night.
Author unknown
I lost a treasured friend today
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
and share her silent thoughts with me.
She'll come no longer to my call
Retrieve no more her favorite ball
A voice far greater than my own
Has called her to his golden throne.
Although my eyes are filled with tears
I thank him for the happy years
He let her spend down here with me
and for her love and loyalty.
When it is time for me to go
And join her there, this much I know
I shall not fear the transient dark
For she will greet me with her bark.
Author Unknown
A Dog sits waiting in the cold autumn sun
too faithful to leave, too frightened to run
He´s been here for days with nothing to do
But sit by the road, waiting for you,
He can´t understand why you left him that day
He thought you and he were stopping to play
He´s sure you´ll come back and that´s why he stays
How long will he suffer ? How many more days ?
His leg have grown weak
his throat´s parched and dry
He´s sick now from hunger and falls with a sigh
He lays down his head and closes his eyes
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies
Author: Unknown
If you don't want to be greeted with paws and swinging tails,
Don't come inside because dogs live here.
If you don't like the feel of a cold nose or wet tongue,
Don't come inside because dogs live here.
If you don't want to step over many scattered toys,
Don't come inside because dogs live here.
If you think that a home ought to smell of perfume,
Don't come inside because dogs live here.
But if you don't mind all of this, you will be instantly loved when you come inside because dogs live here!
Author: David Lester
My best friend closed his eyes last night,
As his head lay in my hand.
The doctors said he was in pain,
And it was hard for him to stand.
The thoughts that scurried through my head,
As I cradled him in my arms,
Were of his younger puppy years,
And Oh... his many charms.
Today there was no gentle nudge,
With an intense "I love you" gaze.
Only a heart that's filled with tears,
Remembering our joy-filled days.
But an Angel just appeared to me,
And said, "You should cry no more,
God also loves our canine friends,
He's installed a doggy door!"
Author: Jan Cooper
I am a canine of noble birth
A German Shepherd Dog - courageous, alert!
I protect my master to earn my keep
In grassy fields I guard his sheep
I've heard it often said
"No finer dog has yet been bred."
The times have changed, a new day's dawned.
Alas, I find myself in a foreign land.
I am a canine of noble birth
I protect no man, I guard no herd;
Stripped of my birthright
I carry on A lonely vigil for times long gone.
When I learned how to treat a lamb,
Or how to control a powerful ram,
When I had to chase the wolves from their prey,
to keep the flock calm, and from going astray.
When I was taught how to stand my ground
To defend my master when troubles abound
There was no limit to what I could do
My courage and loyality saw me through
Now, I am told I was bred for "show"
DO I deserve to be dropped this low?
In the canine world I am the King,
I do not care for the dog show ring.
It bores me til the day I die
Why can I no longer do my part
And serve mankind with all my heart?
My heritage demands of me to be what I was born to be,
Return my birthright that once was mine
A CHANCE TO LAY MY LIFE ON THE LINE!
Author:?