This is my sweet baby boy Andre. I rarely called him that though,
mostly I refered to him as Turk. Sometimes Turken and A Monken.
I know it's silly but that is how we are with our babies isn't it?

Turk was born on 5/27/03 at th e Vet hosp. where I used to wotrk.
He was a born hunter and loved the outdoors....
that is where he was happiest, although I hated it!!
Turk brought me "gifts" each and every day, moles, mice, birds
and even a snake and a bat once. I hated to see him toy with these creatues...
I just couldn't watch the chase part being an extreme animmal lover...
but I knew it was all just part of nature and it was what Andre loved the most.
How could I deprive him?

Turk spent his three short years very, very happy.
Hunting, playing, and loving me up constantly.
Maybe he knew his time was short. If he did,
he certainly knew how to make the most out of life. God,
there is soooo much we can learn from our pets isn't there?
Beside hunting, Turk's favorite pastime was sleeping
curled up in my bathroom sink. He just loved it!
I don't know why I never took a pic of this (am regretting it BIG TIME now)
but if he was sleeping peacefully there I deliberately brushed my teeth or
washed my face in another sink, so as not to disturb him.

My baby Andre died of a coyote attack on 8/19/06. I miss him terribly!!
His life was tragically cut short but the life he had in his three
years was happy and extrememly fullfilled.

I am blessed to have known and shared three years with my precious Turken.

To my sweet boy:
I can't wait to see you at that bridge. We will frolick, play, hunt, eat and love each other eternally.
Just hope you've found yourself a sink to rest the meantime.
Mama loves you immensely!!!!!! May you forever rest in peace.

Always in my heart, always in my thoughts
Your sweet face warms my dreams
I feel you near in the dawn of a new day
I see your eyes shinning back in the eyes of a friend
I feel your touch in a warm hug
You come to me in many ways
In the sun that warms my soul
In the rain that brings heart peace
In my dreams you run free
I see you strong and always mine
My Boy you are my joy, my love
I watch the clouds flow by and see your image
I see you dancing on the clouds
I see a feather gently floating on the breeze
I know this is a sign from you
Telling me you are always near
Two hearts bonded are never apart
Love never ending always true and strong
Till the day of reunion I give you my heart
To hold and know you are always part of it
My boy, my joy always and forever

©J.C.Stewart aka BarTendersBluesWolf~September 5, 2006

When the waves of Sorrow lap at your feet,
And they work up to your heart.
Silver hued tears run down your cheeks,
And naught but sadness does impart.

Think of this place called Rainbow’s Bridge,
And the wondrous glory there.
A silent shadow looks down from a ridge,
And stands on edge your hair.

What is this wondrous graceful sound I hear,
That whispers to me on the breeze?
It is a sound that whispers peace,
And fills my heart with ease.

Is this my love that comes to me,
And whispers on the breeze?
It seems to say feel not guilt,
Listen to my whispers please.

Daddy, mommy, I Love You,
Forever and one day.
In your heart feel not blue,
Just listen to what I say.

I speak to you with sounds of love,
From high upon this ridge.
I wait for you to come above,
I’m happy at Rainbow Bridge.

Written by LoboWolf aka Don Dade

From Hearts That Care

Music~*~While You're Sleeping I'll Watch Over You

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