Bruno3Remember Bruno

9. 23. 1999 to 1. 14. 2013

“…what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered? Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”

from K Gibran,
The Prophet



I reach to caress my guy who has slipped behind the sky.
but he died and took my heart; no touch can love impart.
It shakes my weary knee — wrenching wail, oh, let me see
Him run and jump, and whirl and dart
and come to still my agony.

We had over 30 pet names for him. For 13 years he protected and comforted us; for a
few months we cared for him so closely that we became a part of his physical being. No
closer bond has ever graced our lives.
All the things dogs do, he did. Many of the ailments dogs have, he had. Most of the
remedies that dogs can get, he got. Never once, not even when he was walking on a
double compound leg fracture while healing from ACL surgery, did Mr. B. even whimper.
When we were hurt, and our “bud” was within 100 yards, he was first on the scene. And
nobody came onto his two acres of Blue Ridge mountainside without his permission:
never aggressive, but always the assertive eminence.

Everyone loved Bruno.

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In the end, we had to soothe his fear and still his pain by releasing him from his disabled
body, but before we really wanted to part.

Did he decide that morning to let his body fail
enough so that our guilt would be assuaged? Was that a last protective act of his love or
of a Power Greater than We?

Our canine companions have but one mission: to teach us to love.
If love is truth and truth is beauty, then Bruno was Beauty and is now Glory in the spirit.

Our hearts reside with him.

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Thank you Greg Forsythe for sharing your love for Bruno with us.