These photos speak for themselves, except; notice her full bowl of food - she had not eaten dried food for about a week. I still cry, remembering her in her haunts. And she was so loyal.
Darling Emma. Thanks for these photos mum. She does look so old. I have to keep reminding myself that she won't be there when we come in December. It's funny, I kind of can't remember the farm without Emmalemma.
There is none so beautiful as thee, dearest Emma. A friend gave me these loving words: "And as I knelt beside the brook To drink eternal life, I took A glance across the golden grass, And saw my dog, old Blackie, fast As she could come. She leaped the stream-- Almost--and what a happy gleam Was in her eye. I knelt to drink, And knew that I was on the brink Of endless joy. And everywhere I turned I saw a wonder there." John Piper
Thanks Mum for these beautiful pics of dear, lovely Emma. I love the way her ears curl.
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More photos coming - of the renovated (partially) farm. And our 4day bushwalk. Love, g
so good to see all the photos...the bushwalk looks amazing, those rocks. sounds like the right decision to help emma out in the end.
she had a nice life with you, and was loyal because you were caring. great photo of her on the beach
Darling Emma. Thanks for these photos mum. She does look so old. I have to keep reminding myself that she won't be there when we come in December. It's funny, I kind of can't remember the farm without Emmalemma.
There is none so beautiful as thee, dearest Emma. A friend gave me these loving words:
"And as I knelt beside the brook
To drink eternal life, I took
A glance across the golden grass,
And saw my dog, old Blackie, fast
As she could come. She leaped the stream--
Almost--and what a happy gleam
Was in her eye. I knelt to drink,
And knew that I was on the brink
Of endless joy. And everywhere
I turned I saw a wonder there."
John Piper
Thanks Mum for these beautiful pics of dear, lovely Emma. I love the way her ears curl.
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