hang in there bon!
hang in there bon!
My condolences Bon. Wow, what an amazing life to imagine all the things she'd seen in 100 years of living. I'm certain she was an amazing lady.
Im so sorry.
Peace, brother......carry on as if she were watching!
Because she is, proudly!
stan b, the Redhead and Elvis
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Stan b & Elvis
So sorry for your loss. She sounds like she was a great lady with a fantastic sense of humor and I am sure you will cherish the many memories she left with you. She rocked your cradle and made you the man you are today. Bless both of you.
A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.
RIP Bon's Mom.
You are in my thoughts and prayers!
Sorry to hear of your loss. We lost my mother 1 1/2 ago and I think of her everyday!
Bon, Please accept my most sincere condolences on the loss of your mother.
We can be counted among the fortunate , mine lived to 94, but no matter how long they are with us , it is not long enough.
"i guess the old saying 'those of us that think we know everything annoy those of you that does' " --bobbyb 9/13/06
"A Good Dog is a Good Dog"
You have my sincerest condolences as well as my apology.
I apologize because I told Stan I'd call you yesterday. I "got busy" with other things and didn't do it. Please know that your buddy Stan was thinking of you and advocating your support and friendship to me over the past couple days.
Maybe this next time I get to Vegas we will meet in person.
I'm deeply sorry for the loss of your mom.
"Determining and applying the criteria for when and when not to use correction is the essence of the art of dog training. I make a distinction between a mistake and a lack of effort." - Mike Lardy - Volume I "After Collar Conditioning"
we all sat around and told stories about Mom the other night at dinner...but the dog related ones go like this
Mom actually paid part of the entry fee for the first National Amateur that Clint qualified for..
When I brought home my first lab, a big yellow male named Straw, Mom wasnt real keen on the idea on having am inside dog, but soon found out that she could keep the front door unlocked and he was the best deterrent for keeping door to door salesman away along with the religious JW members..She found out that by tugging on Straw's collar she could get him to growl at strangers, and would use the excuse that "I cant hold my dog back"
But the funniest sight was the time my dog dug up the dirt bed on my Mom's prize winning roses , she chased him down and whipped him with my heeling stick...and a few minutes later she was spotted sitting under the large shade tree bench with Straw, petting him like they were best pals...trust me that little ole 5'3" inch asian lady could wield a whip with the best of them