As I sit reading, my eyes are glassy, and more than a few tears have rolled down my face.
“Rigs” as I referred to him, was and will always be one of Lord Stanley’s best friends. Oh, how they loved to play together at the park. Rigs was his “little buddy” and at times his shadow. He knew he was safe with Stanley, whether running around the park, or just hanging under the bench (pictured above). There was no other dog that could come close to the little guy, unless both he and Lord Stanley decided so. They were friends, buddies, pals…I still have the friendship mug with both their picture on it, that you gifted us when we moved away.
I am so sorry for his, and your suffering, but I want to remind you as you so eloquently wrote…he had a great life!!
You were lucky to have each other, and the unconditional love you both shared.
Take solace my friend in knowing “No amount of time can erase the memory of a great dog”.
My wish is that Rigs and Stanley have been reunited in the most beautiful park you could ever imagine, and that their only care is not bumping their halo’s when they decide to go under the bench.
Remember to “Celebrate the life that never dies and the love that lives forever”
Thanks, now you're making me cry! haha. We thought of you guys numerous times over the last few days and weeks. I am hoping this beautiful dog park in heaven doesn't have those dirty rocks and stones too because I'm not there to bathe him. I had no idea about the loss of Stanley and I'm sorry to find out like this. I have lost all touch with the outside world because I haven't been on FB for years until I went on to find you today. Anyway, I just wanted you to know because you guys were such a big part of our life. Thank you for replying. Love Rigs and Colin
Colin,
As I sit reading, my eyes are glassy, and more than a few tears have rolled down my face.
“Rigs” as I referred to him, was and will always be one of Lord Stanley’s best friends. Oh, how they loved to play together at the park. Rigs was his “little buddy” and at times his shadow. He knew he was safe with Stanley, whether running around the park, or just hanging under the bench (pictured above). There was no other dog that could come close to the little guy, unless both he and Lord Stanley decided so. They were friends, buddies, pals…I still have the friendship mug with both their picture on it, that you gifted us when we moved away.
I am so sorry for his, and your suffering, but I want to remind you as you so eloquently wrote…he had a great life!!
You were lucky to have each other, and the unconditional love you both shared.
Take solace my friend in knowing “No amount of time can erase the memory of a great dog”.
My wish is that Rigs and Stanley have been reunited in the most beautiful park you could ever imagine, and that their only care is not bumping their halo’s when they decide to go under the bench.
Remember to “Celebrate the life that never dies and the love that lives forever”
And Much love my friend ❤️
Thanks, now you're making me cry! haha. We thought of you guys numerous times over the last few days and weeks. I am hoping this beautiful dog park in heaven doesn't have those dirty rocks and stones too because I'm not there to bathe him. I had no idea about the loss of Stanley and I'm sorry to find out like this. I have lost all touch with the outside world because I haven't been on FB for years until I went on to find you today. Anyway, I just wanted you to know because you guys were such a big part of our life. Thank you for replying. Love Rigs and Colin
This was absolutely amazing. Wow. I really don’t know what else to say. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks John, I appreciate it.