Welcome to
Deep in the
beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of Western
is a magical
place known as
At
New life
begins.
Seasons come
and seasons go, but the spirit of the mountains remain. Many say they
feel a spiritual, peaceful calm when they visit. "Dogs are our link to
paradise. He's My Puppy He's Mine..
He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds, my other ears that hear above the
winds. He has
told me more than a thousand times over that I am his reason for being -- by
the way he rests against my leg by the
way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile, by the
way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. I
think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me). When I
am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When
I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I
am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I
am a fool, he ignores it. When I
succeed, he brags. Without
him, I am only another person. With
him, I am all powerful. He has
taught me the meaning of devotion is loyalty itself. With
him, I know the secret comfort and a private peace. He
has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His
head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His
presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has
promised to wait for me ... whenever ... wherever ... in case I need him, and I
expect I will, as I always have. Who is
he? -- My Forever Friend, my pup.
Sit back and enjoy your visit.
They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent.
To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon
is to be back in
where doing nothing was not boring--
it was peace."
