Rags
In loving memory of Rags
Dec 1,1995 to March 16,1998
Rags is dearly missed by owner Sherry Jones.
A few words from Sherry:
Rags brought us wonderful memories that make us laugh and cry at the same time. We found Rags when we started looking for a Cairn terrer. He was an abused puppy and in really bad shape: he had hardly any hair (which he had chewed out) -- he had been kept in a cage the first 6 months of life. We took him in and got the best vet available. It wasn't long his hair started growing and he was bouncing around the house.
Rags was a great outdoorsman. He loved to go boating, camping, and rail riding, fishing, hiking, rafting, playing in the yard with his tennis ball, and playing in the snow. He hates the rain! Ragshad his own boat and he knew he was the captain of it. He had his lifejacket and when he saw it he knew it was time to go. The fisrt time we go camping and boating this year it's going to be touch.
Rags was our child, he went where we went and did what we did. Rags is an international boy, he's been to Canada a bunch. His daddy (Hudson)is from Canada.
Ragzie (my nickname for him) loved to play chase: me, Hudson and our grandson Ray would have to take turns, first Rags would want you to chase him him and then on a dime he would turn and chase you. He was very protective of us andour 2 grandsons.
He loved all foods. Ragzie had these puppy dog eyes, that when he looked at you said "Please give me a bit or I'll wither away..."
Right after the first of this year we noticed things were not right with Rags. He always had small problems from the beginning. The vet said he thought he might have a brain tumor. March 14-15, he cried all night long, Monday March 16 1998 Itook him to the vet which was a trip every two weeks. He said there was nothing left for him to be able to do for Rags. Rags went to sleep that day. And it almost killed us. My last words to him were "I love you so much, come and see mom and dad when ever you want to".
A Note To Rags:
Ragzie mommy and daddy miss you so much, Your balls and toys are on the table with your picture. I pick flowers for you. You were and are the best dog in the world, OOP'S you weren't a dog were you! I know you've been home, come again soon. We love you Rags and you'll always be in our hearts and memories, the hurting and the pain and needles are all behind you now. I hope that there are lots of balls and toys, run swim and play Rags; Your still Mommy and Daddy's good boy. We also know you're running things your way, you're the boss. You are on our minds everyday.
Love,
Mom and Dad
I'm going boating...I can't wait!
It's winter and this is my favorite place
to be -- by the fireplace!