Gone but not forgotten! - Page 2

So sorry to hear of  such a good dog passing.Sounds like this boy has given you alot to be proud of.May he rest in peace.

My deepest condolences to Mike and to the breeder, Chris.  I remember reading an article in Schutzhund USA about Mike, Jaeger Silbersee and Yago Silbersee.  Those dogs are the epitiome of the "real deal".  RIP, Jaeger.

My condolences.  May the good memories last.

So sorry to hear this.  One awesome GSD.  Impressive conformation, excellent male type, excellent hips, very close to the standard and a true representative of the breed anyone would be proud of.  And the fact he lived to be over 12 years old shows excellent longevity. 

By the way how is your excellent young dog Onyx doing?

Very sorry to hear that.  For every tear you shed remember that each one brings a wag of his tail and a lick from his tongue from afar just as it did when he was here with you.  He's still with you. He always will be.

Keeping you all in our prayers.  May your heart heal soon.

Rest in peace Jaeger.

Ahhhh... Poor Mike.

Jaeger was such a neat dog. The bond between he and Mike was beautiful to behold.  I'm sure he will live on in the hearts of all who knew him and his progeny.

SS

Very sorry, Chris, I had the pleasure of seeing Jaeger at the Pittburgh NASS, he was truly a beautiful dog with a very special owner. He did your kennel proud.

Maybe one day we will know how to cure and/or avoid producing DM.  Far too many of our dogs are taken from us due to this horrible disease.

Thank you everybody! Mike appreciates the well wishes! He even gets them by mail from Germany! Truly thoughtful!

Preston, Onyx is now living in Germany at the Haus Dexel kennels with his co-owners. He will be back home in a couple of years or so.

Chris

I am so sorry .

the following was ridden by my friend, mentor, insperation and fellow dog lover who lost her life to cancer 2 monh ago

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 running there; often much too fast; often never 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 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 trespasses of prior wrongdoing 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 others 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 you eyes that humans have when deep grief fills your 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 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 “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 legs.” I know what you are and who you are. You are human in all your quirkiness and I love you still. Now come 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 you heart; with your joy and I will know your self. We may not have tomorrow but we do have today and life is oh so very short. So please, come sit with me now and let us share these precious moments we have together.

Love, On Behalf of Canines Everywhere,

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My condolences at your loss.  How very special he sounded and how very special all are who have passed thus far.  May they all remain in our hearts and memories until we are reunited again.