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Maestro Received his Wings

April 25, 2012

It has been a hard time here at the Ranch.  Friday, I had to help Maestro receive his wings and cross the Rainbow Bridge.  I was hoping he would respond to additional TLC but he was getting weaker everyday and his quality of life had diminished.

We took a drive with the window cracked, stopped and got a Braum’s Double Meat with Cheese burger and sat and felt the breeze on our faces and the sun on our backs.  It was the hardest drive I’ve ever had to make.  He went very peaceful, it was time and I held him the entire time.  He became an angel in my arms.  I buried him under a Catapa tree at the ranch, in the shade but gets some sun, where he can oversee his Ranch and still be the Pack King.  Thor is a bit lost without his best buddy.  Thor was raised by Maestro and I would get so tickled at them laying in the sun.  Thor would be laying down and Maestro would park his butt up on Thor’s hip and sit on Thor.

I sure miss my Little Man, My Pack King, and I know one thing for sure, Heaven got a true Angel!

Rest in Peace Little Man, you earned your wings.

God gives us these beautiful creatures and we accept them
not knowing how long they will be in our life but they stamp
themselves directly into our hearts forever.
“I’ll lend you, for a little while, a Dog of mine,” He said.
For you to love while he lives and mourn when he is dead.
It may be two or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, ‘til I call him back, take care of him for me?
He’ll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You’ll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, as all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this dog to learn.
I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love – not think the labor vain.
Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again.
I fancied that I heard them say, “Dear Lord, thy will be done.”
For all the joy this dog shall bring, the risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shower him with tenderness and love him while we may,
And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay.
And should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned,
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.”
Author Unknown

To those who think – Why all the stress over an animal – then I feel sorry for you in not knowing the joys of interacting with these beautiful creatures.

Suzanne Clothier is quoted as saying –
“There is a cycle of love and death that shapes the lives of those who choose to travel in the company of animals. It is a cycle unlike any other. To those who have never lived through its turnings and walked its rocky path, our willingness to give our hearts with full knowledge that they will be broken seems incomprehensible. Only we know how small a price we pay for what we receive; our grief, no matter how powerful it may be, is an insufficient measure of the joy we have been given.”

We willing loved and then let go of Maestro and Thanked God for the opportunity he gave us and look forward to many more of these opportunities of knowing, loving more of his beautiful creatures and that my special Wyatt, Charlie Angel Maestro, Harley and Dino will be watching over us.

Rest in Peace Big Man for you truly are an Angel! I love you!

I love the below picture of Maestro, he was keeping me company while I was home sick one day.  His favorite thing to do was curling up next to you on the couch.


The Pack King wondering where his snack is and hoping to keep everyone off his “porch”!

He was “Goose” to my “Maverick” – He loved riding shotgun and going to the barn.  He would not get out of the truck – I think because he could not see very well.  I would go over to the passenger side and try and open the door and he would jump to the driver side.  It was a game I will miss.  I miss my co-pilot!

He loved his blankie and his “couch” – I would be in the office working and could here him snoring – I think he competed with his beloved James to see who could out snore each other!



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