Greyhound Adoption in Puget Sound, Washington and British Columbia
Dearly missed by everyone at GPI
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
From Moira Corrigan:
On the dog load from Kansas was a sweet, sweet white and brindle lady named Bertha (Chasmo’s Bertha). Sadly Bertha passed to the Rainbow Bridge late yesterday afternoon. She went through her spay surgery and dental fine in the morning and was resting quietly in her run at the vet when she passed. There was nothing the vet could do and we suspect that either she had a heart attack or threw a blood clot.
In the short time Bertha was with us she warmed many people’s hearts. She was just a darling, sweet lady. She raced in West Virginia and Kansas. A beautiful brood mom, she had 7 registered pups in May 2009, one of which is an A racer.
Rest peacefully sweet girl.