The Gentle Monster – NBC


A special dog like you would only
come along once in our lifetime.
And the name Monster suited well
for you were born a mischief-maker.
Remember all the furniture you destroyed and
dad’s new Ericsson phone you nibbled.
Did you try to call your girlfriend
and got upset with the not so
paw-friendly phone buttons?
Also the curtains you pulled down
together with the rod
the two bags of soil you ripped
and painted the front porch mud brown
and did not miss a spot.
You chewed every pair of
high-heel shoes that I bought.
Were you confused and thought
you must try to heel your sole
for all the trouble you caused?
But we could never really be angry with you
after all you were just
a monster with a gentle soul.
You adored and babysat
Sydelle and Shaye when they were younger
you were so smart you even
played hide and seek together
and your love for soccer was like no other.
You guarded the oven patiently and
waited  for the roast lamb to be cooked.
You enjoyed your weekly spa moment
when dad gave you a shower.
Sadly though, three years ago today
you knew your end was near and
so very hard for us to let you go.
When I was out with the girls that evening
dad fed you your favourite meal
you spent some private moment 
as he held you gently in his arms until
you were ready to say your final goodbye.
Three years on and
we love and miss you still, Monster.











Comforting words

Comforting words from my daughters:

my beautiful daughters

Zap was such an angel and angels live in heaven.  Monster will take care of him.  We will think of the happy moments with Zap” – Sydelle 

 “Don’t be sad, Mom.  Monster will be there for Zap.  You need to find your happy place.” – Shaye 


Why do they leave? (oꆤ︵ꆤo)

remembering monster
In fond memory of Monster who said goodbye to us on 02/10/14.

It doesn’t make any difference
their color or size
most dogs are very wise;

They know their limits
how to please
sometimes in fun
they really tease;

They join our lives
fill our hearts
we never ever
want to part;

Their lives are too short
for the joy they give
why do they leave
and we get to live?

Patricia Walter


My rottweiler

One spoiled rotten rottweiler lives here :)

One spoiled rotten rottweiler lives here 🙂

If I like it, IT’S MINE
If it’s in my mouth, IT’S MINE
If I can take it from you, IT’S MINE
If I had it a little while ago, IT’S MINE
If it is mine it must never appear to be yours in any way
If I’m chewing something all the pieces ARE MINE
If it looks just like mine, IT’S MINE
If I saw it first, IT’S MINE
If you are playing with some thing and you put it down, it automatically becomes MINE
If it is broken, IT’S YOURS