Friday, February 4, 2022

"Marley" Patterson

In Loving Memory of Marley
Beloved Pet of the Patterson Family


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  1. The Last Battle

    If it should be that I grow frail and weak
    And pain should keep me from my sleep,
    Then will you do what must be done
    For this - the last battle- can't be won.

    You will be sad I understand,
    But don't let grief then stay your hand,
    For on this day, more than the rest,
    Your love and friendship must stand the test.

    We have had so many happy years,
    You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
    When the time comes, please, let me go.

    Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
    Only, stay with me until the end
    And hold me firm and speak to me
    Until my eyes no longer see.

    I know in time you will agree
    It is a kindness you do to me.
    Although my tail its last has waved,
    From pain and suffering I have been saved.

    Don't grieve that it must be you
    Who has to decide this thing to do;
    We've been so close - we two - these years,
    Don't let your heart hold any tears.

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  2. On Wednesday, February 2nd, 2022, at 11:37 a.m., we lost our sweet girl to nasal cancer. Unfortunately, the end came far too soon for any of us, and no one was prepared to say goodbye. You may have had dog DNA, but you were people to me.

    You were an intimidator when it came to keeping strangers from stepping foot on the property. You hated stray cats trespassing on your yard. You ate a whole box of chocolate Dunkin Donuts donut holes and didn’t even throw up.

    In your infancy, you tore up trash bags, anything comfortable we put in your box, and would leave one shoe by the door just to let us know you were displeased about being alone or crated.
    You brought me comfort when I lost Josh and my Mom and snuggled me when I was cold. You loved a Nana sandwich so you could sleep on my pillow, covered up with your blanket. You were the guardian of the grandchildren and let us know every time they whimpered. You were spoiled, deservingly.

    You loved human food and would lay your head ever so gently on someone’s lap and wag your tail in hopes for a bite. Grannie always indulged you. You wore diapers when you were six months old because you went into heat before getting you spayed. You were not too fond of a bath or swimming in a pool, but you were more than happy to jump into a nasty dirty pond.

    For nearly 13 years, we were a pack—so many memories. I still hear you walking down the hall. I loved watching you curl up with Maddie in her bunk bed. You were always a bed hog, you snored loudly, and sometimes your farts would clear out a room.

    I know you are with Grannie and Josh now. I know you were in pain when that famous whip of a tail of yours ceased to wag. I knew it was time, but I didn’t want you to go, but like Grannie, I knew it was more selfish to keep you than to let you cross that Rainbow Bridge.

    It broke my heart when you left, taking a piece of it with you, but you will live forever in my heart and my mind.

    Marley Mayham Maples, you were more than to me than what I could have ever asked for, and I miss you.

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  3. So very sorry for your loss ��

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    1. Thank you so much Jack. I miss her so! She was one of my children.

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