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Haiku Friday – Pet & Play

9 Dec

Happy Friday everyone! A warm welcome from Orlando, Florida where happiness lives.

 

PET and PLAY are this week’s prompt words chosen by Ronovan Hester of Ronovan Writes.

Ron hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge every Monday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your haiku poem. He is an author and poet and also does author interviews and much more on his blog. Be sure to check it out. Read Ron’s Haiku Prompt Challenge Guidelines for more information.

I love this week’s prompt words they’re so much fun. I have a two year old Pomeranian named Scribbles. He is sweet, affectionate and very intelligent. He recognizes his toys by name like, ‘Red Bone’, ‘Gingy’ or ‘Purple Fish’. I set out all his toys and I ask him to bring me the purple fish and he’ll go right to it and bring it to me. It isn’t that he recognizes colors––at least I don’t think so, but he does associate the name with the toy.

He can also recognize when ‘momma’, that’s me, is distressed and he’ll come to me and caress my face or hug me. Yes! You’ve read correctly––he puts his little arms on either side of my neck and presses his little face against mine––that’s a hug! He also gives me lots of kisses which I love.

Scribbles is momma’s defender too. I’d advice you never to come at me suddenly or yell or raise a hand at me. He will growl and show his little teeth and bark up a storm. As if this furry little five pounder could actually hurt anyone.

I love my little Scribbles and he’s definitely part of the family. When my mom calls she always asks me to put her on speaker so that she could say hello to him. Last Christmas he received lots of toys from his family as he will this holiday.

My little pom is a great companion and he makes me very happy, so it’s with great pleasure that I dedicate this week’s haiku to my Scribbles.

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Scribbles

by Vashti Q

My pom is my friend

Mind like a Venus fly trap

Playful to the end

Bright eyes, dulcet smile

Always the face of a pup

Faithful to the end

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 Have a great weekend!

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Rainbow Bridge

19 Jun

Rainbow Bridge

This is Rascal, my 16 year old toy pomeranian. I lost him yesterday. Needless to say this year has been rough on me. My little fur ball is gone and already I miss him so much. He would have been 17 years old November 22nd. He had heart issues and I knew it wouldn’t be long. I thought I was prepared–––I wasn’t. He took a little piece of my heart with him. I will never forget him, or all the unconditional love he showed me. I know I did everything I could for him and that he had a great life. That gives me peace. Anyway, this is not a pity party. I wanted to share a touching poem that my brother’s wife Celina, whose like a sister to me, sent me. I hope you enjoy. ❤

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Rascal wearing his little Miami Heat T-shirt.

 

 

Rainbow Bridge

 

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….

Author unknown…

 

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I hope you enjoyed Rainbow Bridge. Have you lost a pet? How did you cope? Did you get another pet right away to replace it, or did you wait?