kensloft
09-15-2007, 02:30 PM
Zeus has left me but there's no great black hole of
sadness because he has left me wth a legacy of love and
companionship that has 11 years of love, adventure and
tribulations in my mind and heart. A bond of mutual
respect and love for each other. Protectng each other from the world around us. He was so much a part of my lfe that his life became my life. His needs became my needs. My needs were met by his needs being met.
Today the constancy of his needs is not there. He is not
here to be cared for by the one that has dominion over his life. In his remarkable, inimitable way he, as always soothed and calmed my grief and pain by looking upon me and into my eyes to let me know he loved me and needed to see me before he died because he knew that I needed to tell him I loved him and needed him in my life. He died in my arms. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. He gave him to me and now He called him away. It, sadly, is not my call.
The warmth, love and exhiliration of being in his life
brings joy into my heart as the years steeped in memories that are bountiful of his happy face smiling his
appreciation of how wonderful the world was and could be as long as we watched for each other's safety and well-
being.
I got to show and teach thousands of people just how
beautiful and intelligent these loving animals are. He
made multitudes of friends of two legs or four legs.
Canine or other. He loved being happy with friends either
made or being made. He loved being a dog and I loved
seeing a dog as well as all the people he met loved him
because he was a dog. Dogs loved him because he was a dog with the dog temperament of "OK! Let's have fun and run around and play." He didn't smash into smaller animals and send them hurtling through the air or attack other dogs of the same or larger size. He knew they wanted to play so that was the name of the game. He was often referred to as being gentle with other canines whose owners were won over by his inherent beauty and compassionate empathy that allowed their pets to be dogs without the fear and trepidation of being injured. It is a trait of the Staffordshire that I loved.
He's in God's Hands now and the day will come when we'll meet again. In the meantime I'll cherish the memories and joys that his life brought to me. I'll cherish the friendships that continue because of his happy, loving disposition that brought them there for us to enjoy. I will celebrate his life on this plane and celebrate that he has gone to a better place. God Bless you Zeus. I love you.
sadness because he has left me wth a legacy of love and
companionship that has 11 years of love, adventure and
tribulations in my mind and heart. A bond of mutual
respect and love for each other. Protectng each other from the world around us. He was so much a part of my lfe that his life became my life. His needs became my needs. My needs were met by his needs being met.
Today the constancy of his needs is not there. He is not
here to be cared for by the one that has dominion over his life. In his remarkable, inimitable way he, as always soothed and calmed my grief and pain by looking upon me and into my eyes to let me know he loved me and needed to see me before he died because he knew that I needed to tell him I loved him and needed him in my life. He died in my arms. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. He gave him to me and now He called him away. It, sadly, is not my call.
The warmth, love and exhiliration of being in his life
brings joy into my heart as the years steeped in memories that are bountiful of his happy face smiling his
appreciation of how wonderful the world was and could be as long as we watched for each other's safety and well-
being.
I got to show and teach thousands of people just how
beautiful and intelligent these loving animals are. He
made multitudes of friends of two legs or four legs.
Canine or other. He loved being happy with friends either
made or being made. He loved being a dog and I loved
seeing a dog as well as all the people he met loved him
because he was a dog. Dogs loved him because he was a dog with the dog temperament of "OK! Let's have fun and run around and play." He didn't smash into smaller animals and send them hurtling through the air or attack other dogs of the same or larger size. He knew they wanted to play so that was the name of the game. He was often referred to as being gentle with other canines whose owners were won over by his inherent beauty and compassionate empathy that allowed their pets to be dogs without the fear and trepidation of being injured. It is a trait of the Staffordshire that I loved.
He's in God's Hands now and the day will come when we'll meet again. In the meantime I'll cherish the memories and joys that his life brought to me. I'll cherish the friendships that continue because of his happy, loving disposition that brought them there for us to enjoy. I will celebrate his life on this plane and celebrate that he has gone to a better place. God Bless you Zeus. I love you.