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Missing Mandy...
 
Mandy went missing on May 10, 2008. She was within a chain link enclosure and when I went to call her inside, she did not respond. While looking around outside for her, I noticed a small hole had been dug under the fence. And Mandy was nowhere in sight. The search for Mandy then became a frantic one.
 
We called out her name and drove around the community and alongside the highways leading to and from our small town. Nothing. It was as though she had completely vanished into thin air.
 
We posted flyers the next day, including businesses and the post office. No one came forward with any information. We contacted the nearby animal shelters and veternarian clinics and placed ads in 3 different newspapers. Still no leads. We drove hundreds of miles of highway, watching for her alongside the road or in a ditch. All we could do was wait and worry.
 
It's been over a year now now since she left. I still cry at least once every day. I see her in my memory, running with her "siblings" and "sitting up pretty." No matter how much I try to keep my mind off Mandy's disappearence, nothing has worked.
 
Mandy was a part of us. She brought so much joy and laughter into our home. Read her complete story on the next couple of pages.

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YOU WERE HERE
 
As I sit in those moments of quiet,
When sadness invades me,
I know that yesterday,
 
You were here.
 
Now you are away from us,
Not knowing your future,
Or when you'll come home, but yesterday,
 
You were here.
 
Sadness invades again,
As I know that once those hours pass,
I can no longer look back,
Over the span of a familiar week's time,
To find that comforting point when,
 
You were here.
 
More time will pass;
Sadness will not so much invade as menace,
And I will mark the days,
Saying things like,
"last month, last summer, last Christmas, last
year,"
 
You were here.
 
I dread that day,
One year from now,
That first marking of the time,
That your body was no longer with us;
Though we will never forget you,
Your tangible memory fades,
The feel of your fur, your head, your back, your
weight against us,
The smell and sounds of you when,
 
You were here.
 
The emptiness is beginning to fade,
To change into another reality,
One with you still playing a part,
But a role of ethereal presence rather than
physical comfort we crave;
Your memory, your spirit, your essence and
counsel,
Dwell with us, but this feeling is not the same
as when,
 
You were here.

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