Our beloved Golden daughter, Annie, (The Golden Goddess Athena aka… Bellie, Annie Belle, Stinky, Little Girl, Baby Puppy, Annie Bananie) passed over the Rainbow Bridge on Friday, November 23, 2007 after a sudden illness that struck her on Thanksgiving morning at her residence in New Milford, Connecticut. She was a native of New Hampshire being born on May 19, 1996. Annie was the canine daughter of “Promise Me Magic” an International Grand Champion. She shared his love of tomatoes and children. Annie was home schooled by Thomas Dwyer. Throughout her life, Annie was often noted to be a particular well behaved and enjoyable dog to be around. We both were grateful how many homes she was always welcomed in regularly, no matter how muddy her paws or how much she shed of her beautiful strawberry blonde mane.
Annie was well traveled living in four states (New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Georgia and Connecticut) in her 11 ½ years and visiting over 15 states. Yes, she left her “mark” in everyone! She was blessed with many canine friends. Annie would want to thank them for their sharing of their toys, human parents and water bowls. Some of them include Kaleb, Ruger, Winston, Sidney, Maverick, Tucker and Bosco.
Among Annie’s favorite activities, beyond her position as receptionist and security guard at her Mzinga (formerly Shared Insights), were chasing tennis balls, swimming in especially the ocean, having her belly rubbed, sniffing the air on her mound, cheering on a bicycle races and going anywhere in the car.
Annie is survived by her father and mother Jim and Pauline Brannigan, her canine Brittany brother, Seamus, and feline sister HRH the Duchess of Brannydoon. She is also survived by her maternal and paternal grandparents and many uncles, aunties, and cousins that all loved and miss her dearly.
She will never depart from our hearts even though hers loved so much it burst from providing a life time of joy. Services have not yet been planned. Donations in her memory can be made to the Animal Charity of your choice or Adopt a Golden Atlanta Rescue Organization. http://www.adoptagoldenatlanta.com/
Funeral Blues
Annie was well traveled living in four states (New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Georgia and Connecticut) in her 11 ½ years and visiting over 15 states. Yes, she left her “mark” in everyone! She was blessed with many canine friends. Annie would want to thank them for their sharing of their toys, human parents and water bowls. Some of them include Kaleb, Ruger, Winston, Sidney, Maverick, Tucker and Bosco.
Among Annie’s favorite activities, beyond her position as receptionist and security guard at her Mzinga (formerly Shared Insights), were chasing tennis balls, swimming in especially the ocean, having her belly rubbed, sniffing the air on her mound, cheering on a bicycle races and going anywhere in the car.
Annie is survived by her father and mother Jim and Pauline Brannigan, her canine Brittany brother, Seamus, and feline sister HRH the Duchess of Brannydoon. She is also survived by her maternal and paternal grandparents and many uncles, aunties, and cousins that all loved and miss her dearly.
She will never depart from our hearts even though hers loved so much it burst from providing a life time of joy. Services have not yet been planned. Donations in her memory can be made to the Animal Charity of your choice or Adopt a Golden Atlanta Rescue Organization. http://www.adoptagoldenatlanta.com/
Funeral Blues
W H Auden ... modified for Annie
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent Seamus from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message She Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
