Pippa Perry

1983 - 1999
LocationGateshead Tyne&wear
Age15 years
Date of Birth28/11/1983
Date of Death16/09/1999
Visitors749 since 04/11/2008
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my pippa was a pure white jack russel, she was a lovely dog with a great personality, very loyal and loving and a great watch dog. both my husband and i loved her as a member of the family, we were lucky enough to have her for nearly 17yrs, she took ill with cancer and had to be put to sleep, she is in the pet crematorium at esh winning. i love and miss her very much, and i hope she is with my husband and they are looking after each other.

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PIPPA

A DOGGIE PRAYER ♥♥


So do not grieve for me, my friend, as I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue
My leash is a shooting star
My boundaries are the milky way, where I sparkle from afar. ♥♥
There are no pens or kennels here, for I am not confined,
but free to roam God's heavens among my special kind. I nap the day on a snowy cloud and gentle breezes are rocking me; I dream the dreams of earthlings and how it used to be. ♥♥
The trees are full of liver treats and tennis balls abound, and milk bones line the walking ways just waiting to be found.There even is a ring set up, the grass all lush and green, and everyone who gaits around becomes the "Best Of Breed". ♥♥
For we're all winners in this
place, we have no faults
you see. And God passes
out the ribbons to each
one--even me. I drink from
waters laced with gold, my
world a beauty to behold.
And wise old dogs do form
my pride to amble at my
very side.♥♥
At night I sleep in an
angel's arms, her wings
protecting me, and
moonbeams dance about
us as stardust falls on
thee.♥♥
So when your life on earth
is spent and you reach
heaven's gate, have no
fear of loneliness, for here,
you know I wait. ♥♥
Author Unknown

Sue Smith

November 28, 2009

R.I.P Pippa 10 years on.
(my poem for Pippa.)

Playing free up in the skys above.

Always missed and always loved.

Sending a kiss in the rain and a simple hug in the wind.

So sorry for your loss.

Ryan S

November 28, 2009

Pippa & Thomas

Hi Margaret, just read about Pippa and your dear husband. My dog Tuppence and my brother Paul were great friends. I adopted her from the RSPCA when she was about 4mths old. She was a lovely dog and Paul and Tuppence were very close he used to take her on long walks, Paul used to call them TAB's (an army term) and we were both heartbroken when I had to put her to sleep with a brain tumour aged 9yrs. She had been diagnosed with breast cancer when she was 4yrs, had an op and was fine. She ended up with a large lump on her head and was blind. I'm sure she is with Paul, and my mum and dad. My mum was a dog lover too. As I'm sure your beloved dogs are with your Thomas. Take care, Lesley xx

Lesley Thomas

November 12, 2009

Bestest Friend

I know exactly how you feel Margaret, I have got children who are all grown and 2 years ago my little cross jack russell and border terrier died of a stroke. I miss her so much. I have another little dog called in memory of Gilly, Star, because that is where gilly is. I wrote poems for her which might help you. My site is poetrypoem.com/poetry1238, or Penniluck McGinnis. Look for the one called `My Bestest Friend` I hope it helps. I really do believe she is alive and well somewhere and probably one of her pals is Pippa. God bless you for all you have suffered and what a brave mum you have. take care Penni

Penniluck McGinnis

October 24, 2009

There must be a heaven
for the animal friends we love.
They are not human,
yet they bring out
our own humanity...
sometimes in ways
that other people cannot.
They do not worry
about fame or fortune...
instead, they bring our hearts
nearer to the joy of simple things.
Each day they teach us
little lessons in trust
and steadfast affection.
whatever heaven may be,
there's surely a place in it
for friends as good as these.

from Ede

Sue Smith

September 16, 2009

Precious Love

The agony is so great...
and yet I will stand it.
Had I not loved so very much...
I would not hurt so much.
But God knows I would not want to diminish
that precious love...
By one fraction of an ounce.
I will hurt...
And I will be grateful for that hurt
For it bears witness to the depth of my love.
And for that I will be eternally grateful.

AUTHOR:UNKNOWN

Joanne Stella'S Mam

September 16, 2009

I know what you're thinking. You think I'm dead. Because you cannot see me with your human eye, cannot feel me with your hands or hold me in your arms, you think I am gone forever.
You recall how I looked when I left this place, and you cannot remotely imagine that I could possibly be alive in another place. You are racked and torn by the pain of our separation and it blinds you to that which is right in front of you... me..............
I'm here to tell you different. You were worthy of my love and undying devotion on earth as I of yours. Do you really believe this love would be snatched from us forever by a loving Creator simply because I wasn't human? Was I not a living, breathing creation with personality? How could I have been so if I didn't possess the energy of soul, spirit and loving light? And if this energy is and always will be, then how can it be that I am dead?
.................

You say that all you have left are memories. Not so. You see, when I took leave of my earthly body I left a little something behind for you. You can't touch it, hold it or examine it for what I left behind is far too uninhibited for confinement. I left behind a piece of my soul. I placed it right next to your own which is quite fitting as we were always side by side in our earthly life together. I love you too much to have left you with nothing but memories, which tend to fade and grow cloudy as the years go by.
I love you too much to have vanished without a trace. How selfish it would be of me to remove love and light from your life.
.............

I understand your tears, each one you shed is testament to your love for me and I am honored and humbled. But don't forget the good things we shared - remember and smile. This is an honor for me as well. And when you need me I will be here. Close your eyes, relax, take slow, deep breaths and picture me in your mind. Shut off the world and your notions of what death is and give me a chance. Look for the subtle signs I send you. Don't stop being proud of me, I am a friend to be proud of, I am still your friend and soul mate.
Don't memorialize the death of my body but instead honor and celebrate my never-ending life for it is eternal and forever as is my love for you.
Until we meet again...
Author Unknown
(Passage from UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN)

Geraldine Snell

November 4, 2008
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