In loving memory
February 13th 1999 - August 11th 2004
Taken by the hand of God
My best friend
When on a trip to Scotland, I visited an old horse barn. Carved in stone, on the side of the entry was a sign reading " A merciful man will be merciful to his beast"
I am the master of my animals. I provide all that is necessary for their existence. Food, shelter, love, life and death--they look to only me. To them, I am their God, but I am not God, and when the decision is made to end a life, it is a heavy burden for me to bear. As their master they look to me in their time of pain and suffering. My sister once said, no one can tell you when it is time, but their will be a time, when you know, deep in your heart it is the right thing to do, so this, no matter how hard it is for me, is something I must do. For I am their master and I am a merciful man.
In memory of:
Zane's Heather Lassie
April 6th, 1991 - August 29th, 2003
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