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Rainbow Bridge

Author Unknown

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to the Rainbow Bridge.  There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.  There is plenty of food, water, and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.  The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.   They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.  His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins to quiver.   Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.  The happy kisses rain upon your face, your hand again caresses the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge Together...

This page is dedicated in loving memory to those special and loving companions, our dogs, we have loved so dearly and have now crossed over.

Trudy

Trudy's owner died and his family took the poor dog to a city shelter. Stressed, sad and depressed, Trudy needed desperate help. At 12 years old her chances of getting adopted from the shelter were not good so ISR took her into foster care. It had been a tough time for Trudy. She was on a hunger strike but we were doing everything possible to encourage her to eat, even force-feeding. Trudy's severe depression and medical problems led to her giving up on life even though we tried not to let her. Trudy passed away and crossed the Rainbow Bridge in the early morning hours and is now at peace, happily reunited with her human in heaven. Goodbye Trudy, until we meet again.....at the bridge.

 

Mocha

Our sweet girl Mocha is now in heaven with her brothers and sisters. All I can say is her last few years were probably the most attention she had ever received. She was spoiled rotten, got to go for a ride everyday, had her own couch and just loved to eat. Goodbye Mocha, until we meet again.....at the bridge.

 

Bearishnikov

Our Bearishnakov's ballet dancing days are over. No longer could he run or leap into the air due to advanced arthritis in both of his elbows. Bear was an impounded stray who went unclaimed by his owner. He was a smaller male GSP at only 40 pounds. The vet estimated his age at @5 years and his hips, knees and eyes checked out favorably upon exam. Little Bear liked other dogs and got very excited when they sniffed hello. His favorite past-time was lounging on the dog sofa. Goodbye Bearishnikov, until we meet again.....at the bridge.

   

Heidi

She was a rescue dog from Utah and we were uncertain of her exact age, but placed her about 12-13. She had been on thyroid replacement for a number of years which we believed weakened her heart over time. She died doing what she loved best, chasing animals. My husband last saw her in a perfect “point” on a rabbit in the neighbor’s yard, went in to put some groceries in the frig and came out minutes later when he heard a yelp. We believe when the rabbit ran so did she and then had a massive heart attack. We are grateful that she died quickly, close to home, on a warm evening, and doing what she loved best. Goodbye Heidi, until we meet again.....at the bridge.

         

Tessa (Lily)

Tessa was found in a field in Indiana where she and her three siblings were dumped. She was a very outgoing little girl whom her family loved. Her crate was moved into bedroom at night so everyone could get some sleep and Tessa was very well behaved since the family did that. She puts her beutiful little head down and goes right to sleep. She was doing great on potty training, and was learning to work on her obedience, etc. She absolutely loves running around outside and she has even climbed the deck and come into our pool a few times when we are swimming! Tragically their 12 week old baby girl was struck and killed by a car. Tessa slipped her collar and fled across the street. Goodbye Tessa, until we meet again.....at the bridge.

         

Franklin

We remember you, Franklin, and our hearts go out to all the other dogs that are dumped in shelters everyday!  Franklin was a 12 year old boy, sent to the horrific confines of a shelter because his owners new wife was allergic to him.  Despite our attempts to let Franklin live out his life, stress free and loved, Franklin lost his fight to testicular cancer.  His poor deformed body was sent to the bridge so he may be whole, run and play forever.  We are sorry  for all you had to endure because your owner felt you were no longer worthy of being a member of the family.  You will also be a member of our family and may you never suffer again!  Goodbye Franklin, until we meet again.....at the bridge.

         

Buford

Buford was an 11 year old beautiful boy that was rescued from the concrete confines of a shelter.  He was with us for less than a day, but touched all of our hearts!  You see, Buford came in late one night and was taken to the vet the next morning.  Buford was riddled with cancer and it was in his spine.  He had decreased neurological functions, severe lung congestion, and enlarged lymph nodes.  The massive scarring around his neck gave the vet indication that he had been chained up most of his life.  Buford was extremely uncomfortable and could not lie still.  It was suspected that he was also diabetic.  Buford was euthanized, and possibly for the first time in his life he was comfortable and peaceful.  Goodbye Buford, until we meet again.....at the Bridge.