With Love
 
Funeral blues

Stop all the cloks,cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out coffin, let mourners come..

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scirbling on the sky the message

H E I S D E A D !

Put crepe round the white necks of the public doves

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West

My working day and my Sunday rest

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song...

I thought that love would last forever:

I was wrong..

The stars are not wanted now, put out every sun

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood

Por nothing now can ever come to any good.

(w.h. Auden 1907- 1973)

Delaware z Netluckych pastvin
*9.6.2006 - + 15.6.2011
   
Roky
*? - + 16.7.2010
   
Atlantic z Netluckych pastvin
*12.3.2002 - + 5.1.2010
   
Amanda z Netluckych pastvin
*12.3.2002 - + 23.7.2009
   
Cid z Netluckych pastvin
*13.3. 2005- 27.2.2009
   
Anessi z Netluckych Pastvin
* 8.6.2006 + 23.6.2008
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Colorado Gold z Netluckych Pastvin
* 13.6.2006 + 30.12.2006
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Uffonela Cinske hedvabi 
* 10.7.1997 + 15.6.2006
   
Frencis Cinske hedvabi CS
*28.10.2000 + 23.9.2005
   
Dairbhre z Rotstynskych Lesu
*24.12.1998 + 13.7.2005
   
Esex Šedý Lord
*8.10.1999 + 8.2.2005
   
Andy z Netluckých pastvin
*12.3.2002 + 18.12. 2004
   
Dogger z Rotštýnských lesů
*24.12.1998 +6.1.2005
   

La Toya Čínské hedvábí
*11.5. 1995 + 19.7. 2004

   

„If I believed in Eternel Life, I would know lots of dogs that would get into Heavens, but only very very few people..." J. THURBER

Goodbye and thanks, my little girl......