LEELA AT REST WITH ALL HER TOYS AND BONES OR WHAT IS LEFT OF THEM

 

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BARK TO HOME
LEELA'S FINAL JOURNEY JUNE 24 12:00 PM
BEAUTY SAYING GOODBYE TO LEELA
LEELA LOOKING SOUTHWEST--- THE WAY SHE LOVED TO LOOK
THE BLACK ROPE AROUND WAS BROUGHT BACK FROM THE WEST COAST MANY YEARS AGO--LEELA HELPED ME DRAG IT TO THE CAR---

ALL STONES FOUND AT THE WEST COAST WHEN SHE LOVED TO RUN & PLAY ...........THIS ONE WAS DEFINITELY HER STONE

"There is one best place to bury a good dog. If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him nor resent his coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper: people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master." (B.H. Campman)

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"We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mythical concept of animals.... We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and the travail of the earth." (Henry Beston)

1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF LEELA'S LEAVING SOON

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