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9/30/97-2/3/04
In a freak accident in my yard, Rinka broke her neck
playing.
She always lived life to the fullest, doing nothing in slow motion, and left
life the same way she had lived it, at warp speed.. I'll miss my
happy faced, sweet girl.
DON'T GRIEVE TOO LONG
Don't grieve too long for now I'm free
I've followed the path God set for me
I ran to Him when I heard His call
I swished my tail and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To bark, to love, to romp or play
Games left unplayed must stay that way
I found such peace; it made my day.
My parting has left you with a void
Please feel it with remembered joy
A friendship shared, your laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too shall miss
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow
My life's been full, you've given so much
Your time, your love and gentle touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief
Lift up your head and share with me
God wanted me; He set me free!!
Tho I'm not religious, this poem helped me get over the grief of losing
such a promising star.
Rinka at 4.5 yrs of age, ungroomed.
Sabre's last born daughter, Rinka was my pick of our first litter. A BEAUTIFUL
white & BRIGHT red bitch, I had high hopes for this little girl. Full
dentition, wonderful temperament, balanced movement, everything I could want and
more.
The prankster, she had pixie blood in her. She'd grab something off the counter,
grab a mouthful, and head for the hills, leaving Rio to be found with his head
in the bag, while she laughed. She got into the garbage one night, hiding her
choice bits behind the cushions of the couch, and the next day as Dad was
watching football, she came waltzing in, rooted behind the cushions, and walked
proudly away with an empty butter bottle.
Shortly after her first birthday, she was attacked at a show, and hated showing.
Months of working with her, months of showing her it was fun, and at 2.5, she
took her first, and sadly, only point. A slow maturer like her sire's
line, I put her up to mature, and things got
away from me. She produced a lovely litter for us sired by distance cousin Can
Ch Stillwater Into the Twilight. Winter of 03/04, I looked at her and realized she had finally matured enough to be competitive, only it was too late. Would've,
should've, could've. . .I miss my Evil Girl so much.
Rinka loved kids, so it helps my hurting heart to think she's in heaven with
my niece Molly, keeping the angels hopping, Grandpa &
our uncles running, and Schatzi on his toes
Rinka hit mostly specialties, and was met with welcome & open arms by the breeder judges
there. Lorraine Groshans, Mary Childs, Shen Smith, Robin Riel, Carol Spritzer & Dick
Meen all saw what I did in my Evil Red Head.
BCGNY-Lorraine Groshens 4/98 -1st in 6-9 Months Class
Borzoi Roundup-Mary Childs 5/23/98 Best Opposite Sex in Match
Borzoi Roundup-Shen Smith 5/24/98 Best Opposite Sex in Supported Sweeps
Ashtabula KC-5/24/98 Supported Entry Al Weinraub 1st in Class
Clermont KC 5/25/98 Supported Entry Robin Riel 1st in Class
BCGNY-Carol Spritzer 10/10/98-4th in 12-18 month
BCGNY-Dr Richard Meen 10/99 2nd in AmBred
Conewango Valley Kennel Club Linda Scanlon 6/17/2000 WB/BOW
We tried
coursing, and although she showed great exuberance, she wasn't quite sure what
to do when the bunny turned, and would come back to mom, trotting so proudly as
if to say "See, Mom, I chased that mean ole piece of plastic away!"
Bred only once, the three show pups out of the Twilight
litter are pointed in the ring, with her son Umbra having hit the ring by storm,
collecting his points easily, including BOB for a 3 point major. These kids help in healing over
the untimely lost of my Rinka.
Love you Rinka Roo. . don't drive the Angels too nuts. .
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(Photo by JC Photo)
Rinka at GNY's Fall Specialty
with Dick Meen
Photo by
Rinka going BOS in Supported Sweeps under Shen Smith.
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