Ken- You Will Be Forever Missed.

(Above image provided by Tammy of earlybird454 on ETSY.)

On February 14, 2011, Ken, Shari's (petsjubilee team captain) husband passed away from a long battle with colon cancer. Today's blog is dedicated to him, as well as, the love that he and Shari shared together for 25 years.

The petsjubilee team is morning with you Shari. We want you to know that he will be forever in our hearts and minds, too. We are there for you whenever you need and we want you to know that you have best friends all over the world that are sending prayers at this very moment for you and your family.

Shari and her family have set up a special memorial blog for Ken. There are photos, loving statements from his family, as well as, a way that you can support the family during their grieving process.

http://kennethweeksmemorial.blogspot.com/

Finally, I was moved to write this poem for you Shari. I hope in some way that it helps.

The See-Saw
By Athena Taylor

A boy - A girl
On a see-saw.

Up. Down.
Up. Down.

When one sores high,
The other comes crashing
Down - BAM.

Each connected to the other
In air,
On ground,
Or in between.

Up. Down.
Up. Down.

In the park,
Children running, screaming, tagging.

Up. Down.
Up. Down.

One young boy falls,
Skins his knee.
But, on the see-saw
No one notices.

Up. Down.
Up . Down.

Other children come
to the see-saw.
"My turn!"
"Time to share!"
"I'm telling!"
The see-saw keeps going

Up. Down.
Up. Down.

Children leave.

Dark clouds in sky.
Rain drops fall.

Up. Down.
Up. Down.

Boy and Girl Laugh.
Catch rain drops on tongues.

Up. Down.
Up. Down.

Thunder rumbles in distance.

Up. Down.
Up . Down.

Flash of bright light fills sky.
BOOM!

The see-saw stops.
The girl is frightened.

Father comes.
Lifts boy up.

"No! Not yet Daddy!"
"I don't want to go!"
Tears - tears - tears.
Yelling! Screaming!
Sobbing - sobbing - sobbing.
Lots of sobbing.

A meek head
Peeks over
Father's shoulder.

Boy waves good-bye.

Girl alone on see-saw.

Rain falls harder.
Tears fall with rain.

With loving arms,
Her father scoops her up.
Whispers:
"You will see him tomorrow."

A child's poem from the early 1900's. For Mary Anywear's cat who is at the vets. 

Get better kitty! Hotwheel misses you!

I love little pussy,

Her coat is so warm

And if I don't hurt her

She'll do me no harm,

So, I'll not pull her tail

Nor drive her away,

But pussy and I  

Very gently will play.

By Patty

Catcalls and Dogbarks

Sasha's Night Before Christmas: The End

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version: The End

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He was chubby and plump, and just right for a doxie.

I could see he had plenty of stealth and moxie.

A wink of his eye, and a wag of his tail,

Soon let met know, I need not wail.

He barked not a word, but went straight to his job,

And filled stockings with Bobos including one for Little Bob.

Putting his paw aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his car, and opened a small drink can,

And away they all flew including the snowman.

But I heard him howl, as he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all creatures, and to all critters good-night!"

Sasha and I wish that you all have a safe and Merry Christmas with your family this year!

Sasha's Night Before Christmas Part 4

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version Part 4

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His eyes-how they sparkled! His eye dots so merry!
His ears like warm fuzzy socks, his nose like a blackberry!

His happy little mouth was smiling at me,

And his tail was wagging as fast as can be.

The hubby stuffed bone he held tight in his lips,
And the drool flowed down with many drips.

He had a black and tan face and a little round tum-tum,

That made him waddle and sometimes fall on his bum-bum.


To Be Finished Next Week:

Sasha's Night Before Christmas Part 3

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version Part 3
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"Now, Frankfooter! Now, Tinker! Now, Oscar and Dude!
On, Chloe! On, Daisy! On, Peewee and Atta-Tude!

To the end of the porch! To the end of the yard!
Now dash hound away! Dash hound away! Dash hound away hard!"

As crazed squirrels before wild doxies fly,

When met with an obstacle, bound for the sky.

So up to the house-top the doxies they flew,
With a car full of toys, and Santa Paws, too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing and each little woof.
As I was turning my long body around,
Down the chimney Santa Paws came as a hound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his paw,
And he was the cutest hound that ever I saw.
A bunch of treats, he had in his sack,

And he looked like a lone pupper missing his pack.


To Be Continued Next Week.....

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version Part 2

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version Part 2

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When out on the lawn there arose such a noise

I sprang from my bed to see was it the squeaky toys.

Away to the door, I zoomed like a flash,

Around the corner to hide my Bobo stash.

The moon shone bright on the new-fallen snow,

Which hid all my yard squeakies far bellow.

When what did my bulging eyes should sees,

But a small sled, and eight miniature doxies.

Cause a little red driver was breaking no laws,

I knew in a sec that it must be Santa Paws.

More rapid than snakey mice his doxies they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SUNDAY.....

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version Part One

Twas The Night Before Christmas Sasha's Version
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Twas the night before Christmas, and in the house- No-no,
creature was stirring, not even a Bobo.
The stockings were stacked on each crate with care,
In hopes that Santa Paws would soon be there.

The doxies were nestled all snug in their sleepy sack
While dreams of sweet kibbles made their lips smack

And mamma in her night shirt, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.

TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SUNDAY.....