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DawnWatch: Obituary of Compassion in World Farming founder, Peter Roberts, in...
———- Forwarded message ———- From: DawnWatch – news [at] dawnwatch.com Date: Dec 4, 2006 1:39 PM Subject: DawnWatch: Obituary of Compassion in World Farming founder, Peter Roberts, in London’s Daily...
View ArticleRemembering the Non-Human Heroes of 9-11
This dog run is named in honor of PAPD K-9 Sirius #17. He was a four year old yellow Labrador Retriever who served as an explosives detector canine for the Port Authority of New York and New Jersey...
View ArticleFarm Sanctuary Mourns Loss of Founding Resident
There are also a few photos of Opie on Flickr, and on Farm Sanctuary’s website here. So sad, his passing is, but at least he only knew a few hours of human cruelty, followed by 18 years of bliss at...
View Article"Fruit, like beauty, is fleeting."
All I know is that, when I went out into the chicken yards early yesterday morning, I actually staggered, made drunk by the intensity of a floral scent that filled up all of the air in my head, sending...
View ArticleGoodbye, my sweet pit bull girl.
Shadow came into our lives in the spring of ’97. It was June 2nd – late spring, early summer. I was just finishing up my freshman year of college. Busy with school, busy with work, busy with friends....
View ArticleOne by one, until there are none.
In Maine they tell of an old man walking along the beach with his grandson, who picked up each starfish they passed and threw it back into the sea. “If I left them up here,” the boy said, “they would...
View ArticleOne year buried, but never without.
It was a year ago today that Shadow, my adopted canine sister and sweet pit bull friend, passed away. I cried for her – for me – often in those first weeks, and even now, it’s hard to type (delete,...
View ArticleGoodbye, but not forever.
But before they could begin, a voice cried out, as loudly as a whisper could cry. It was the ghost of a thin man with an angry, passionate face, and he cried: “What will happen? When we leave the...
View ArticleYou want a physicist to speak at your funeral.*
You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want...
View ArticleRalphie 927
Now that May 2013 – otherwise known as the worst month of my life – is finally drawing to a close, I suppose it’s time to stop hiding – in alcohol (strawberry daiquiris), food (peanut chews and Daiya...
View ArticleKaylee 325
Yup, I’m still here – and yes, I’m still grieving. After sorting, naming, editing, uploading, and captioning all of Ralphie’s photos – no small task, it took me the better part of two days – I quickly...
View ArticleSaying Goodbye (The Ralphie and Kaylee Post)
4/30/08 – The pack (at the time), reunited after Kaylee’s surgery. —————————— The Power of the Dog by Rudyard Kipling There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And...
View ArticleOne small seed
We give our dead To the orchards And the groves. We give our dead To life. Death Is a great Change - Is life’s greatest Change. We honor our beloved dead. As we mix their essence with the earth, We...
View ArticleTo Kaylee (today will always belong to you)
I think I miss Kaylee more today than I have in the past four months combined. Mother’s Day was always her day; a time to honor her and reflect back upon what might have been done to her and her...
View ArticleDear Kaylee,
I can’t believe you’ve been gone a year now. 365 days. 8760 hours. 525600 minutes. 31536000 seconds. So many fleeting moments. I try to make the most of them; I do. In your memory. And Ralphie’s. Yet...
View ArticleThis Week in Pictures: Telling Peedee’s Story to Its End
Oh, man. I’ve been putting off writing this post for so long that I’m not quite sure where to start. I guess the beginning is as good a place as any? Many of you know that my oldest furkid, Peedee,...
View ArticleI’ll always Gotcha, Peedee. (aka, “The Peedee Post”)
Oh, Peedee. I can’t believe it’s been thirteen years since we met. I wish I could say that I remember it like it was yesterday, but I’m getting on in years and my memory isn’t quite what it used to...
View ArticleThanks for the memories.
When I was sixteen, a work friend of my father’s got us tickets to see The Rolling Stones. He worked for Coke (or was it Pepsi?), and I think they were sponsoring the concert? Anyway, they were primo...
View ArticleSome anniversaries just suck ass.
It was three years ago today that we had to start saying our goodbyes to Ralphie. He was in renal failure and, after several days in the hospital, wasn’t showing any signs of improvement … we were...
View Articleforever and a day
Trish walked out into the dawn and wished she still believed in God. The sea was still lapping on the shore, the last stars were vanishing as the sky brightened. But the sky was empty of comfort....
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