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In honor of the passing of my beloved Appaloosa gelding, Bubba, I am closing this site. It was because of him that I became "Appagal."
"Until one has loved an animal,
a part of one's soul remains unawakened."
Anatole France
If It Should Be
If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this last battle cannot be won
You will be sad, I understand
Don't let your grief then stay your hand
'For this day more than all the rest
Your love for me must stand the test
We've had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so
The time has come, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend
And please stay with me until the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering, I've been saved.
Please do not grieve it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years.
Don't let your heart hold back its tears.
- author unknown "For I know the plans that I have
for you," declares the Lord. "Plans for welfare and not for
calamity; to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
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