Rainbow Bridge

Rainbow Bridge

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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 someone here, that pet goes to 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 had 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 quivers.

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 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....

Author unknown

These Greyhounds have crossed the Rainbow Bridge and will be remembered fondly by their families...

DASHER

In Memory of Dasher

He arrived at our home in July of 2002. His name was Epard Will. Within a couple of days he had transformed into our Dasher. We were longtime dog owners, but had no experience with greyhounds. Dasher quickly took us in hand and showed us the way.

We started out crating him. Within days he quietly removed a pair of eyeglasses from a table, took them to his crate and gently laid them down as if to say, You don’t need to crate me. I’m a kind and gentle soul and will never harm anything or anyone. Needless to say, he was never crated again.

Dasher took over our home and our hearts. He loved his soft beds; he had one in the family room and one in our bedroom. He looked handsome in his winter coat, striking in his fleece lined raincoat and cuddly in his striped pajamas. He loved nothing more than snuggling down into one of his beds, covered by a warm fleece blanket. All it would take was a quick call from either of us, and up his head would pop with his goofy smile plastered all over his face. Without fail, he made us smile.

Dasher was always ready for a walk, a ride in the car, or dinner. Inevitably, people would approach us while we were walking and ask about greyhounds in general and Dasher in particular. He was especially happy if a child approached him. He seemed to sense when a child was apprehensive about coming near him and took care to be extra gentle.

We lost Dasher on February 18, 2012, just three months shy of his 14th birthday. We were privileged to be his family for nearly 10 years and we miss him dearly.

Helen and Joe Hughes

CLEO June, 1998 - February 5, 2012

Cleo was our beloved friend and family member for almost 11-1/2 years after we adopted her in October of 2000 from Greyhound Friends West. She was our first greyhound and lived to the ripe old age of 13 years and 7 months. She passed peacefully and quietly at home with dignity which was the same way she had always lived her life. Cleo lived for pets, ear scratches and rides in the car. She was the most gentle, kind and caring animal and so obedient and easy to be with and care for. Even in passing, it seemed she wanted to make it easy for us by going quickly and not lingering or leaving us with any hard decisions to make. She was a registered therapy dog. Over the years, more than once, someone would say they didn’t like dogs or a child would say they were afraid of dogs, but somehow Cleo won them over to where they would say Cleo was the only dog I ever met that I liked or Cleo was the only dog I never have been afraid of.

We will always remember the joy and happiness she brought to us and then to our daughter, Torrie, who was born 2 years after we rescued Cleo and who grew to love Cleo as much as we did. Cleo will be terrribly missed and always remembered in our thoughts and hearts.

Karen and David Smith

IDA (DRINKING ON A FAKE I.D.)

IDA (DRINKING ON A FAKE I.D.)-April 28, 1998 to December 17, 2011

On December 17, 2011, we said a tearful goodbye to Ida, our beautiful brindle girl. After a valiant fight with congestive heart disease she peacefully passed away. We miss her but her memory will be with us always.

We fell in love with Ida from the minute we met her at a GFNJ fair in May 2005 in Bridgewater. Our three children had never seen a striped dog before, and Ida’s beautiful red brindle coat fascinated them. When they approached she gently stood up, sniffed them and gave kisses. But it was her lovely dark brown eyes (that she inherited from her grandfather, the fabulous Dutch Bahama) that captivated us all. We got to know her a bit better that day, took her for a walk around the park and knew then and there that Ida was going to become part of our family. She was so sweet, and moved with the style and grace of the magnificent athlete she was. There was no way that we could leave the greyhound fair without her. We’re certain that when she enthusiastically leaped into the back of our car, Ida knew she was heading for her forever home.

We later learned that Ida was a champion racer, with more than 30 victories to her credit. She was also a brood. These things made her life hard, but did not diminish her sweetness one bit. Beneath her rippling muscles and fine red brindle coat beat a heart of gold.

In our house Ida was the queen. She was full of personality, generous with her affection and a loyal and constant companion who accompanied us on countless walks and hikes. We’ll never forget how she strummed the guitar with her long lovely tail, how she would curl up and snuggle with us and how her “super ears” would stand at attention to alert us to something interesting that had entered our midst. One of her favorite places was the shore, where we would take her for long walks on the beach. And she was a true greyhound ambassador; we could never walk her without someone asking what breed she was and commenting on her beauty.

Ida, we love you. Thank you for being part of our lives. You gave us limitless joy and unconditional love. We will never forget you and we’ll see you again at the Rainbow Bridge.

Jay, Pam, Rob, Alyssa and Joshua Lavroff

DASHER

CLEO June, 1998 - February 5, 2012

IDA (DRINKING ON A FAKE I.D.)

"Press" AKA USS Impressive

"Press" AKA USS Impressive (2002-2011)

Our true friend of five years. He was a gentle giant who shared his "Forever Home" with us for too brief a time. We are grateful that he will now be able to once again run free.

Thank you Press...you will be missed.

With Much Love,
Jim, MaryAnn & Justin

Ralph (July 1999 - April 2011)

Ralph (July 1999 - April 2011)

The best friend I ever had and still deeply missed!

Eileen Hnath