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She was magic, she was amazing, she was a fighter, she was my Maggie for such a short time. She was brave, she was kind, she was gentle. She never gave up or in, even though she had two strokes, even though her hind end was painful, even through unsteadiness. She never complained.

She was blind, but knew where I was. I had to guide her, but Maggie stayed joyous and loving. bringing life to me.

One day I took her to the vet, he found the inevitable – cancer. At 15 Maggie had done well but enough was enough. January 17 she flew over the rainbow bridge. It seemed almost ordained – first my father, then my first Collie, my mum, my sister’s dog, then Maggie. How could I fight the facts? I let her go.

She claims still, a place in my heart, tucked in with

joy and tears.


In Memoriam

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, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. 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 each 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. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run 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 Rainbow Bridge together....

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I just wanted to let you know that Angus passed away in his sleep last night. He started vomiting on Saturday. A vet visit yesterday showed he had a liver issue and pancreatitis. They rehydrated him and gave him something for pain. Follow up was supposed to be in 10-14 days but I guess his old body was ready to go. We are all heartbroken.

Thank you so much for bringing Angus into our lives. He was a special boy with the sweetest soul. We were lucky to have him for the time we did. Just wanted to let you know.




In memory of the bravest boy. Visa went to the bridge on August 9th, 2018 at the age of 12 years, 11 months. He came into our lives at the age of 9 underweight and following surgery to expose his teeth. His foster family did an amazing job along with their collie in rehabbing this sad boy.

The transition to his forever home was fraught with anxiety and the fear of not being in our presence. Through patience, love, and a new healthy diet, he began to thrive and attained his true weight of 94 pounds. The anxiety abated and he took proud ownership of his new home and large backyard. Daily walks with his retired dad through the bush or around the neighbourhood, he was introduce to the local deer and dog friends. It became obvious that this was all new to him, but he embraced it with a smile and wagging tail.

Over the past few months with his hearing gone and his eyesight failing rapidly, his hind quarters began to fail him. Two weeks ago he began to fall. Despite medication for his failing joints, he was to the point of being carried. Enough was enough. We were holding on for us. Could not bare the thought of losing this sweet incredible boy.

We will miss his soul that warmed this home. He was our boy and we were his students. He taught us so much.

Murray and Michelle



Ripley was an amazing, beautiful, and smart (sometimes too smart) boy, full of energy and love !

We adopted him at 9 months of age and sadly, he left us at 13 years

4 months.

He lived with us in his ideal location. On a large country property. He loved his long walks through the woods, digging holes wherever suited his fancy on a given day, lying in the snow and cuddling up on the couch on long winter nights... and most of all...running, running and more running !!!

We are fortunate to have his sister, Mollie, adopted a few months after Ripley, still with us. She was also 9 months old when we adopted her.

Ripley, you will forever be in our hearts ❤

I wanted let you know are beautiful Brynn passed away a couple of weeks ago. She was 13.

We couldn’t have asked for a kinder, lovelier dog. We really miss her.

Here is a picture of her about a month before she died. She enjoyed her wood walks (albeit slow) right until the end.


Best, Amelia



Sara Sara, Big Sara, Leggy Sara were her nicknames. Coming to us late in her life, rural Sara became CITY Sara.

Initially uncomfortable with the family on the front verandah or facing a busy city street, soon changed to every chance she got nosing out the door with whoever was going – to sit with us any day or evening

She came to enjoy city walks and romps with her best dog pal and next door neighbour Nixxi – in the hydro fields or at the beach – but oh no not in the water – typical of many collies Sara was not a water dog!

Sara was a ‘with the people’ dog – wanting to be wherever we were – on the living room couch, by the bed, in the kitchen, in the yard ..


At 11 she still chased ground hogs if they came in to her yard; and she was a regular sight seen loping up and down the backyard slopes, visiting our neighbour or hanging out with the family

Into her 13th year she started to slow down but as she approached 14, suddenly for us, she developed some dementia, and severe back pain which we believe she was collie stoic about until it was just too hard to stand.

With meds and her family’s care she stayed with us another 6 months and we are very thankful for that time.

We miss her – and I still expect to see her paw prints in the back yard snow – Sara would have lifted her long legs and got through the drifts currently in the backyard from a recent storm


‘with love Sara – from your family


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