"CAESAR"

1988-1999

(EIRDREDS BRIGADIER)

You waited for me then left this world so suddenly. My life seems so empty now that you're gone. You won rosettes for running but didnt like the show ring. You were "The champion" to me and everyone who met you knew you were special.

"Your sofa now lies empty,

My bed has much more room!

My feet unlicked,

The cat's not chased,

Your kong untouched,

your collar hung up,

No belly to tickle,

No chin to rub,

No "boy" to hug"

Your portrait looks down upon me as I gaze at you each day. It reminds me of all we did together. Oh! for those happy days.

I miss you so much it hurts.

We were so close like Father and Son. We were BROTHERS IN ARMS.

You will always be in my menory forever. Take care until we meet again.

"THAT'S MY BOY"

Your devoted friend,companion and Dad

  Love always Dad (Peter) xxx

Caesar - You made many friends who loved you dearly.You alwaysput a smile on every face whever you went. You were everone's little ray of sunshine and were looked on as a son,playmate,friend and companion. Everone who knew youhas that special little memory.

Thesewere the days when you put that extra sparkle in their smile. You were the king of all kings and one of a kind.

I'll miss you very much Caesar.

Peace forever Love always,

Kathryn xxx

Caesar - You were a good friend and always a comfort to me. You will not be forgotten. Play and eat hard! and let the good times roll!

Ed x

To Caesar - You were my very, very best friend. I will miss you very much

Lots of love forever,

Georgina (age 8)

Caesar Branch

You're my loyal and special little friend. Always there for me when i needed you, through the good times and the bad times.

I will never forget all the fun we have had together, laying in the hot sunshine,swinging from trees, diving for stones in the river and sharing our late night treats! I could go on forever...

I am so lucky to have spent so much time with you. To us you will always be King of the road and always King of Caesars Palace.

Sleep well little boy.

Mellie xxx

Caesar

Hope you are still getting your special treats,

Sprock

To our true Friend Caesar

You will be dearly missed by the three of us.

Especially on Sunday mornings. Thinking of you Big lad,

Forever loving

Big Gee, Claudia and Yates

Caesar

You were such a very special dog who will never be forgotten,

With fondest love

Nanny (Joyce)

Caesar

Whenever I see a herd of cows I think of you (You know what i mean!)

Best wishes

Grandad (Bob)

Caesar (Buddy)

Always part of our team

Always will be

And will be sadly missed

Love Billy

Above Published in Dog's Today magazine 1999

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends, so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

 I AM NOT THERE

Do not stand

at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there, I did not die.

Various sources attribute this poem to the one of the following authors:

 (A) Mary Frye

 (B) Joyce Fossen

 (C) An unknown member of the Hobi Native American Tribe