 
Chipper 10/31/77  10/19/92Funeral Blues Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. by WH Auden 
Name: Sir Chipper Pooky AKA: Pooky, Pooky Bear, Pook E. Bear, Sweet Baby Boy, Boogie, Pooter, Old Bud, Puppy Toes, Doodle Butt, Skipper, Pooh Bear, Poorooter... Measurements: 7lbs. of Love & 7lbs. of Handsome Favorite Toys: Socks, Soccerballs and Rawhide Bones Favorite Foods: M&M's, Fritos, Frosty's, Peanut Butter and anything but Olives Favorite Song: Sweet Baby James (with lyrics slightly altered to Sweet Baby Pook) Talents: Snacking, Lounging, Soccer, Sleeping and Making Friends Personal Motto: Don't Worry, Be Happy! Accomplishments: Bringing Much Joy To His Family and Teaching Me The Meaning of Love  At six years old I was too young to understand that it would be the moment my life changed forever, only that my Christmas puppy had arrived. He was a few days early and had come through a blizzard, but finally he was mine. Well, ours actually, he joined our family and without hesitation devotedly loved us all. Extraordinary is the only way to describe him, even as a puppy he trained easily, never chewed, loved a bath, refused to jump on furniture and immediately loved everyone he met. He was healthy, loving, playful, affectionate, loyal, spirited, intelligent and an excellent companion. This is not to say he didn't have his weaknesses, such as a soft pillow, junk food, long walks, a new chewy bone and a good game of soccer. Always he was there, my best friend, loyal and supportive no matter what came our way. Our lives continued , laughing and loving, growing together for nearly fifteen years. He loved everyone, even his baby brother Buffy, but clearly he was mine and I his. Happiness was simply being together. After nearly fifteen years together, Chipper became ill with no hope for recovery. My whole world crumbled, how could I go on with only half my soul? Against my own beliefs, the decision to help Chipper end his suffering was made. We spent one final weekend together, trying to live a lifetime in our final days together. He fought so hard those two days, all for my sake. He was nearly gone many times that final morning, but sensing or hearing me, he fought back every time. He would not let go until we had said our goodbyes. Later that morning, surrounded by his family, while lying in my arms and hearing only my voice his pain and struggle ended with one final goodbye. The grief has been overwhelming and the emotions limitless. But the pain of living without Chipper is worth all the years I shared with Chipper. I now realize I was given a gift, simply being lucky enough to have shared my life with a very special dog. No other will ever hold my heart as he does. Goodnight, my angel. Always... 
"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went." Unknown   
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