Over The Rainbow Bridge
in memory of our past friends
Alero my friend,

My heart still hurts as if it were yesterday. People tell me it gets easier with time, but when?
How much time will it take to dull the pain?

You were by far the best I could have asked for. You gave so unconditionally, both in work
and play. Thank you for all the love and devotion.

I loved you then and I love you now, I will never forget you. I have high hopes that you are
somewhere on a field of green with all the decoys and dumbells you ever wanted. Don't
forget to "such" me out when my time comes. I love you.

JoAnn
An Indian legend says: " When a human dies
there is a bridge they must cross to enter into
Heaven. At the head of the bridge waits every
animal that human encountered during their
lifetime. The animals, based on what they know of
this person, decide which humans may cross the
bridge...and which are turned away."
Alero Vom Feuer Logik CGC SchHI
3-7-01 to 8-20-04
Nancy vom Schwarzhorn Sch3
9-19-94 to 4-20-02
Nancy was a stellar example of what a GSD temperament should be! She was
one of the hardest hitting bitches we have ever seen, yet had the kindest
heart you could ever want to meet. May you rest in peace dear friend. We are
glad to have shared your last years in our heart and home.
"I think dogs are the
most amazing
creatures; they give
unconditional love. For
me they are the role
model for being alive."
- Gilda Radner
"You think dogs will not
be in heaven? I tell
you, they will be there
long before any of us."
- Robert Louis
Stevenson
"If there are no dogs in
Heaven, then when I
die I want to go where
they went." - Unknown
If there is a heaven, it's
certain our animals are
to be there. Their lives
become so interwoven
with our own, it would
take more than an
archangel to detangle
them.
Pam Brown
"If I have any beliefs
about immortality, it is
have known will go to
heaven, and very, very
few persons."
- James Thurber
Alero's video
tribute
"I can't think of anything that brings me closer to tears than when my old dog --
completely exhausted after a hard day in the field -- limps away from her nice spot in
front of the fire and comes over to where I'm sitting and puts her head in my lap, a
paw over my knee, and closes her eyes and goes back to sleep. I don't know what
I've done to deserve that kind of friend."
-- Gene Hill
I Am Your Dog
(Author Unknown)
I am your dog and I have a little something I'd like to whisper in your ear. I know that you humans lead busy lives. Some have
to work, some have children to raise. It always seems like you are running here and there, often much too fast, often not
noticing the truly grand things in life. Look down at me now, while you sit there at your computer. See the way my dark brown
eyes look at yours? They are slightly cloudy now. That comes with age. The gray hairs are beginning to ring my soft muzzle.

You smile at me; I see the love in your eyes. What do you see in mine? Do you see a spirit? A soul inside, who loves you as
no other could in the world? A spirit that would forgive all the trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of
your time? That is all I ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with me. So many times you have been saddened
by the words you read on that screen, of other of my kind, passing. Sometimes we die young and oh so quickly, sometimes
so suddenly it wrenches your heart out of your throat. Sometimes, we age so slowly before your eyes that you may not even
seem to know until the very end, when we look at you with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes. Still the love is always
there, even when we must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land.

I may not be here tomorrow; I may not be here next week. Someday you will shed the water from your eyes, that humans
have when deep grief fills their souls, and you will be angry at yourself that you did not have just "One more day" with me.
Because I love you so, your sorrow touches my spirit and grieves me. We have NOW, together. So come, sit down here next
to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes. What do you see? If you look hard and deep enough we will talk, you and I,
heart to heart. Come to me not as "alpha" or as "trainer" or even as "Mom or Dad," come to me as a living soul and stroke
my fur and let us look deep into one another's eyes, and talk.

I may tell you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball, or I may tell you something profound about myself, or even
life in general. You decided to have me in your life because you wanted a soul to share such things with. Someone very
different from you, and here I am. I am a dog, but I am alive. I feel emotion, I feel physical senses, and I can revel in the
differences of our spirits and souls. I do not think of you as a "Dog on two feet" --I know what you are. You are human, in all
your quirkiness, and I love you still.

Now, come and sit with me, on the floor. Enter my world, and let time slow down if only for 15 minutes. Look deep into my
eyes, and whisper into my ears. Speak with your heart, with your joy and I will know your true self. We may not have
tomorrow, and life is oh so very short.

-- Love (on behalf of canines everywhere)
The German Shepherd who started it all ...Shoe
John or JoAnn
Mayetta KS 66509
785-633-4390
dogladyj@yahoo.com