My Beloved Noah Arc

by Dawn

4/30/99-12/7/2011 I still remember the day I found you on that farm 3 months old, looking for a home. For you were a surprise for my boys. And that you were.

Noah was a beautiful mix of golden retriever and newfoundland with beautiful markings.

You loved to run and play. You had a special gift to sing at every birthday and tell me you love me.

My dear Noah, you greeted me every morning and waited till I came home. You loved your walks with Andrew. You accepted the cats and the new puppy like a proud papa. There was only one thing -- don't mess with your food.

I will miss you, my dear old friend. I know you will be waiting at the bridge for me. Please tell Holly Bear hello.