My beloved friend, Mr. Whipple, slipped quietly into the arms of the angels at nine o'clock this morning.

He died as he lived, with strength and grace. And through him I've learned that death, too, can be a miracle, though dark and sad. It is a mystery how such a small fellow as he could leave such a large hole in my heart.

As always, he taught me about life. He has always been a great friend and teacher. Now he has taught me about dying. I hope I can measure up to his class when my turn rolls 'round.

He gave so many lessons in life, he had no words but he spoke with the eloquence of poets.

He taught me the rules of being a "Good Dog". And, if more people could just be "Good Dogs" the world would be a warmer and more liveable place.

The Rules as told to me by Mr. Whipple:

1. Be overjoyed to see a loved one. Even if they have been out of your sight for just a few moments.

2. Greet each day with a stretch.

3. Learn about the real treasures and soak them up. The real treasures are: Head scratches, belly rubs, and warm rays of the sun.

4. Defend your family against all threats, no matter how large.

5. When in doubt, bark.

Goodbye my friend. I'll carry you in my heart forever, your memory and your gentle spirit are a part of me as is the air I breathe.

Frolic in the tall grass of heaven. Chase the butterflies on an endless summer's day. I'll be along, by and by, and we shall run in the meadow together, and once more I'll pet you, and hold you in my lap.

You've made the great step into the Darkness, and I must be brave enough to let go.

Know this:

I am. And shall forever be. WhippleDaddy. Proudly so.

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I am so sorry for your loss-we lost our best buddy a couple years ago as well. Its so terrible.The way you summed up your feelings so eloquently & beautifully though-you almost made me cry! I remember those feelings all to well..

May strength & courage be on your side in your trying time.

I am so sorry for your loss. I know how hard it is to lose a friend.