Animals Without Limits

American Swedish non profit organisation

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THE BEST AWL WORKER RIP

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This is the weekly column in the magazine NARA. “To say goodbye to your friend”

Tjojs was with me when I started AWL in 2000. She was my inspiration and mentor.

(You can tranlsate the page on google)

Wonderful Kate sent me this beautiful poem;

If it should be

If it should be that I grow frail and
weak,
and pain should keep me from my sleep.
Then you must do what must be
done,
for this the last battle can´t be won.
For this day more than the
rest,
Your love and friensdship stand the test.

We´re had so
many happy years.
You will be sad – I understand.
Don´t let your grief
then stay your hand.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You´d not want me
to suffer so,
when the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my
needs they´ll tend.
Only stay with me to the end.
And hold me firm and
speak to me,
until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you
will see,
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail it´s last has
waved,
from pain and suffering I´ve been saved.
Don´t grieve that it
should be you,
who has to decide this thing to do.
We´re been so close –
we two these years.
– don´t let your heart hold any tears
.

AWL HAVE LOST A SUPPORTER

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The last couple of days have been really tough, emotionally heartbreaking. My beloved queen, Tjojs, has not done so well with her back legs, but it has come and gone. Every time I have said to myself that now is the time, she has come trotting past me like, “What are you talking about?”

Wednesday, I could see her pain, even if Tjojs was a tricky one with high pain-tolerance level. I called and told my veterinarian now was the time, could he come tomorrow?

It killed my heart to see her mind being clear, still communicating with me and the pack, still being the dominant soul in the pack. But to see her pain, falling down the two steps outside, the difficulty not coming up very fast and well on the slippery floor. But the question kept running trough my head, “Was it the time?”

I struggled with the question. I certainly didn’t want to take her too early. I cherish each day with her, and didn’t want to “play God.” I also worried about my ego causing me to wait too long, to condemn her to too much pain to satisfy my selfish desire to keep her with me.

She was my “mentor”. We had so many adventures together; she was with me on radio and TV interviews, in many Magazines, She was used in my seminars and workshops, and was featured in all my three books. She was the queen of our pack here, and will be sorely, sorely missed by all. Bye Tjojs, see you across the Rainbow Bridge one day — please wait for me! I love you, you were the Amore.

Tjojs: Sweden April 1996- Italy July, 2010 — Rest in Peace, dear soul.