CAROLINA
RIP- May 7th, 2013
CAROLINA
came to us a mysterious dog; beautiful, kind and strong.
They
said she had been penned and bred; something we could tell was wrong.
But
you would never know by her regal manner.
She
was the most human dog, I will ever encounter.
Her
life before us must have been brash.
Because
every time she got the chance she would dash.
She
kind of acted like it was a game.
Until
she ended up, in the Animal Humane.
Even,
they, kept her separate and knew she was smart.
I’m
telling you reader, she made her own mark.
She
was the only “actual” dog that I ever
had.
Because
to tell the truth, I don’t like dogs…I know…that is sad!
If
you said, “sit” or “fetch” or “catch that ball”.
She
would just look at you like you were a brick wall.
But
talk to her sweet in full English.
And
my, oh my, she would respond quite keenish.
But
Carolina was different, she was my sweet friend.
And
not like a dog, even down to the end.
She
was a golden “Mountain Kerr”, I’m told.
And
she lived past 20 years, very old.
Once
my mother said, “Oh no, She’s been eating sand.”
But
it was her white whiskers; she looked like an old man.
She
never barked… at all… through the years.
Except
one night at 2am, when seeing a family of deer.
Now
she was scared of thunder and broke through many a cat door.
Then
she wasn’t happy till in our laps and off the floor.
She
loved every cat and dog of all kinds.
Even
though, Sweet Pea, was jealous of her all the time.
Even
if you stepped on her or the kids jumped on her head
She
never moved and just lay there playing dead.
She
earned her certification in NC / SC Foster Care.
She
deserved every pat and she had many her share.
She
never jumped up or put her paws on your knees or chair.
She
sat properly on the floor with her hands crossed so fair.
Tea
parties and dress up or sing her a song.
She
was so giving she’d always play along.
She
was loved by all, the most intelligent dog, I’ve ever known.
After
meeting her everyone agrees, as it was always shown.
She
always obeyed every command on queue.
Except
when Miss Debbie had a walk to the lake over due.
She
only had one vice, rambling at night for food scraps.
She
even got sly stealing cat food during our naps.
Yes
Carolina was special, I tell everyone.
And
she has one pup, named Savannah, that’s fun.
Savannah
is pretty and looks like her mom.
But
she’s not trained and definitely, NOT calm.
But
Carolina was like an old lady, not wanting to play.
She
followed us everywhere and slept right in our way.
The
kids will all miss her, many friends and family too.
But
she was tired and hurting and knew her time was due.
I
called her a hybrid, ½ dog and ½ girl.
So
I know she went to heaven when she left this world.
She
was given lots of medicine but they were in vain.
Cause
the itching and tumors wouldn’t ease cancer pain.
She
started with bad nightmares, every night it had seemed.
But
this morning was different, life’s death it had deemed.
Jesus
will come back on a white horse, Bible’s told. (Revelation 19:11)
So
animals are in heaven; now I’m being bold.
The
Donkey, named Balaam, saw angels and talked to his master. (Numbers 22:28)
He
was a faithful servant and who deserved heaven’s pastures.
I
see her in Heaven with Belea, an animal lover passed.
Playing
with lots of children and wide open grass.
Carolina
and toddler, Emily, stick in her hand
Covered
every dirt road and bug on this land.
All
in all, you will never find a more devoted dog.
We’ll
make her a Cross grave from a big Georgia log.
She’s
buried on our LivelyLea family land.
With
the help of a dear cousin, deep in clay sand.
She
loved all her blankets and so, one was there.
Cuddling
her closely, as nature would dare.
It
was chilly and slightly raining, but just a little doss.
A
perfect sign of God’s caring, of my very special loss.
She
loved to run free between these old Georgia pines.
Servant
of Jesus and Man, sweet dreams may you find!
Rest
in Peace, OUR SWEET CAROLINA!
We
will see you someday, in a land, much kinder.
Written
by Pamela Poole Rogers/ May 7th,
2013
