Lucas was a marvelous dog and we were very bonded. I feel cheated that I only knew him for 10 years and five months. We beat his seizures by supplementing his thyroid but we couldn't beat his cancer. He became terribly ill and died in a space of 8 days. He will be forever missed, my heart dog, my Lucas.

July 4, 1993 - December 13, 2003

Healthy and at peace at the Rainbow Bridge waiting for






There were many tears shed for you,
Of that please have no doubt.
When the angels came and took you,
As you fought your final bout.
You just could not beat the monsters,
That you fought all your life.
God finally gave his call for you,
As you fought that final fight.
Three pain filled sets of tears fell,
While you lay there silently.
From the eyes that could be there,
Your Mommy, Dr. Pammy and me.
I wonder did you feel them fall,
On your pretty red red fur.
You were mommy’s precious angel,
And daddies little blue eyed girl.
Please know little precious shishi,
Our tears did not fall alone.
For many many others felt,
To them also did you belong.
You heard my gently whispered words,
That your ears only could hear.
As I told you of the love shared,
While there dropped one lonely tear.
We saw your eyes rolled up to mommy,
Standing by your side above.
They seemed to plead with her,
Mommy please give me one more love.
I want one more hug and a final word,
From the precious one who loved me.
Before the Angels take me away,
And the monsters set me free.
So travel on your special Sojourn,
We hope you know you’re not alone.
Parts of other hearts went with you,
The day the Angels took you home.

by Daddy LoboWolf & Mommy Shewolf



Hot stingers fill my eyes,
Putting tears upon my cheeks.
And glasses stained so badly,
That I can scarcely see.
I pen these words of love,
For a special one so dear.
Who fought with epilepsy,
And yet brought love and cheer.
You looked so helpless lying there,
Little precious blue eyed girl.
There were tears like blood red raindrops,
Glistening on your pretty red fur,
When others learned the angels came,
To take you to your well earned peace.
Words of comfort seemed to flow,
Like raindrops from the eaves.
From the angels who helped guard you,
Through out your valiant fight.
And all of who love you,
And help speed you on your flight.
Yes precious blue eyed ShiShi,
For you were teardrops shed.
From the ones we know who care,
All across the worldwide web.
Many hearts they cared for you,
As you fought the whackadoos.
To many eyes the stingers came,
When the angels came for you.

by Daddy LoboWolf & Mommy SheWolf

July 15, 2000 - November 18, 2003

Healthy and at peace at the Rainbow Bridge waiting for

Daddy LoboWolf & Mommy SheWolf