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| WELCOME |
| IN MEMORY OF OUR HANSOM RANSOM |
| Hansom Ransom as we used to call him was born on January 11, 1992. He was a tri color Lhasa Apso. He was the son of Buffy who you would have met on the previous page. He was a tough little guy always pestering his other eight litter mates. The story on how Ransom got his name is quite a remarkable one. When he was only three and a half weeks old he was stolen out of the pen that himself and his other littermates were in, in the basement of our home. We still hadn't named him but once this happened we decided to call him Ransom. We were very lucky to have got him back. He was a very healthy little pup that we knew anyway. He had his regular check ups when he was suppose to and all his shots were kept up to date. One night while we were all sitting around relaxing and watching the television our little Ransom began shaking and he was very disoriented. Right away we called a vet and we had to take him in. After our visit we found out that he had had an epileptic siezure. We were all heartbroken. We took him home and we had medication we had to give him every day. All was going well and then it happened again. They were becoming more frequent. Then quite a few months went by and everything was fine we thought he was maybe getting better and then two months after his second birthday he had another one but this one he never came out of. We had to make that terrible decision and the choice we made was best for Ransom. It was very hard for us to do but we stayed with him right to the end. We said our good byes and held him close and we told him we would see him again at a place called "Rainbow Bridge". We Love you Hansom Ransom January 11, 1992 - March 20, 1994 |
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| From left to right is Eesa,Ransom and then Buffy. Eesa is Ransom's sister and Buffy's daughter from her second litter. |
| This was Ransom's most famous trick. To sit on his butt with his front paws up. He could do this for about one minute if not longer. |
| HOME AT LAST ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The trees were blowing in the gentle breeze the sun was shining; and the grass grows tall off in the distance; you can see a waterfall Over the falls; down through the creek the water flows gently; as a rabbit sneaks a peek Far up above; in the deep blue sky the birds soar high; as they fly by The animals play; at the bridge by the waterfall chasing each other; and just having a ball They play all day; from morning to night there's no more rain; just warm sunlight Off in the distance; the trumpets would blow all would look up; and notice a bright glow The harps would play; and the angels would sing as another pet has come home; who had earned his wings Author John Quealy ~~~~~~~~~~ |
| If you would like to see a memorial of Buffy and Ransom and also Nick which is Buffy's grandson and Ransom's nephew click here |
| IF IT SHOULD BE ~~~~~~~~~~ If it should be that I grow weak And pain should keep me from my sleep Then you must do what must be done For this last battle can't be won You will be sad I understand But don't let grief then stay your hand For this day more than all the rest Your love for me must stand the test We've had so many happy years What is to come can hold no fears You don't want me to suffer so; The time has come, please let me go Take me where my need they'll tend But please stay with me `til the end To hold me close and speak to me Until my eyes no longer see I know in time you will agree It was kindness done for me Although my tail its last has waved From pain and suffering I am saved Please do not grieve that it was you Who had this painful thing to do We've been so close, we two these years Don't let your heart hold any tears Author Unknown ~~~~~~~~~~ |
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| I would like to thank Em from Serenity Designs for making this lovely globe for me. It was added in Ransom's memory on 06/20/01. To visit her site click on the globe. |
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