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This page is a tribute to our furkids that have crossed the bridge. We know that they are happy, whole, and free of pain, while they wait until we are together again.
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Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to some-one here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all 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 beleft 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 tobe parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress 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 Rainbow Bridge together...
-- Anon. --
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Spirit - adopted by Eve Wightman
Saved from death row at a Humane Society, Spirit languished in a foster home and was finally moved to a great one. When I went to adopt a male Lhasa I noticed Spirit, laying curled up tightly in a little ball, refusing to participate in the activities of the other dogs. My heart went out to her, and I came home with her instead of the male I had gone to see. Spirit was a Lhasa mix, about five years old. No one knew her history, but her introversion told us that her first three years werent good. She was almost always serious, rarely a twinkle in her eye, or excited bounce in her step. I adopted her Aug. 19, 2000, and progress had been slow. She enjoyed ripping the stuffing out of her toys, and playing tug-of-war with me after work. She was also extremely polite and well behaved. Together, Spirit and I are learned a lot about patience and understanding as we gradually made progress. Spirit crossed the bridge June 2, 2001.
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Yogi - adopted by Mark Paley
In February of 1998, I went the Humane Society and talked to a young woman about what I was looking for. She said, "I have just the dog for you!" She opened a door behind her, and little Yogi trots out and jumps up on a stool next to me. Yogi and I hit it off immediately. The woman explained that Yogi had been found abandoned along with another dog. Yogi must have been abused or tormented in her former life, and she would snap at small children. She had been adopted out a few days previous to a family with small children. The mother thought it best to return Yogi to the Humane Society. My good timing worked out well. I think the best part about having Yogi was that I looked forward to coming home after work. She liked to sit in the window and observe life on my street. When I would pull into the drive I could see her in the window. She would jump to the floor, racing to the back door. No matter how bad of a day I had at work, just seeing Yogi made me forget everything. Yogi crossed the bridge in March 11, 2002
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Suki - adopted by Sandy & Bill Humphreys
Suki was found wandering the streets in Northern Ohio. Thought to be a young pregnant dog, it turned out, she was between 8-10 years old and not pregnant. Instead, she was bloated from swallowing tin foil while scavenging in trash to find something to eat. Little Suki was only 4 pounds, partially deaf, had a heart murmur and retinal degeneration that would eventually cause her to lose her sight completely. I picked up my special little girl on May 12th, Mother's Day. Almost as soon as we arrived home, Suki started having allergy problems (something about FL I guess) and we had to have some more teeth pulled, etc., but all in all she was a happy little girl. My other dogs absolutely loved her and Duffy even watched over her until she got the layout of the house down pat. Having a pup that is blind isn't without it's problems, missing the wee wee pad, spilling food or water, having to watch every step because she was always behind you or under your feet, but we never minded. She learned to be a champion mooch at dinner time and could definitely let you know when she wanted something. Everything was going beautifully until Sept. 24th. We got up for work and proceeded with our regular routine. The pups all went out to tend to business, came in and had their breakfast, and Suki sat in my lap while I fixed my make-up. As always, I had them each a cookie for when I left and as always, Suki barked at me to get her cookie. When Bill came home that afternoon, Suki was having trouble breathing and was in real distress. He rushed Suki to the emergency vet. Her heart was failing and she started having seizures. She was beginning to turn blue and there was nothing they could do to help her. Before I could arrive, they had released her from the pain. I carried her home in my lap, talking to her and petting her. I told her how sorry I was and how much I loved her and that she would never leave us. We buried her in the back yard along with a big piece of all of our hearts. It was on April 6th that I found out my Dad was dying with brain cancer and he passed away on July 22nd. I believe with all my heart that Suki came to us to help me through that awful time - I wouldn't have made it without her. Hopefully we made her last days more happy, comfortable and carefree than she had ever known as well. There will never be another Suki.
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Gabby - Adopted by Dennis & Kim Johnson
Gabby was a chocolate colored Poodle. Too big to be a Toy, too small to be Minature, but just right for our group. Gabby belonged to and elderly woman who spent a lot of time in the hospital before passing away. No one in the woman's family wanted Gabby, and a neighbor took her in. She was given to me to find her a home. Within hours we knew she was going no where. Gabby had personality plus, and more energy than you can imagine. She suffered from skin allergies, seizures, an enlarged heart, and asthma, but none of these problems slowed her down. They say that Poodles are clowns, and Gabby fit that bill. She constantly entertained us. Our Gabby Girl went to the bridge on 7/1/03. We'll miss her everyday, until we can be together again.
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