Rainbow Bridge

Rainbow Bridge

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We would be honored to display the memorial for your loved one.

Information can be sent to Patty at patty.comerford@gmail.com

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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...

Simon

Nine years ago I saw his photo on the Greyhound Friends West website and I knew he was the one. When we went to meet him I knew immediately he was coming home with us. His foster mom called him sweet Simon and since then he has been a dog of many names: mama’s boy, diva dog, Simone and ‘peel me a grape’ Simon. He was a certifiable kleptomaniac and oh so charming and full of guile. He entertained us and loved us unconditionally. He always awaited our return home standing in the front window, ears straight up. In a series of 11 greyhounds --- 2 adoptees and 9 fosters --- he was the original who schooled the others in the art of being a retired greyhound. Always elegant, with a beautiful prance in his step and collars for all seasons and occasions, his kingdom was “his” couch and collection of pillows. Goodbye sweet Simon.

Miles

On March 5, we lost our wonderful greyhound, Miles. He was our first retired racer and will always have a special place in our hearts. I remember the drive home when we first picked him up. After the first few nervous minutes in the car, he finally settled in, stretched his head across my lap, and "adopted" me on the spot! I told my husband right then and there that I already loved Miles so much. He loved to be outside, enjoying the sunshine and going for his walks. And, like most greys, just wanted to be where the people were. Miles was a great traveler whether it was to Syracuse to visit my in-laws or on vacations to Cape May and the Adirondacks - as long as we were together as a family, he was happy to be part of our adventures. After being diagnosed with a tick-borne infection, Miles began to deteriorate very quickly and wasn't responding to the antibiotics. Our vet confirmed that it was bone cancer which had mostly settled in his spine, but had also spread to other organs. With Miles visibly in pain and having lost control of his back legs, we made the heartbreaking decision to end his suffering and let him cross the Rainbow Bridge. It all happened so quickly, we were just devastated by his loss. Our home, our hearts, and our life seem empty now without him. But for almost 6 years, Miles brought us tremendous joy and unconditional love, and he will be greatly missed.

Sincerely, Chris Ann and Chris Patrick

Shelly N Leah "Shelly"

When I picked up Shelly to bring her home as a foster, it was the beginning of a very special relationship with the epitome of a "love-bug". She curled up sweetly and quietly for the 90 minute ride..and when she arrived at our home, the bonding with our six hounds was amazing and immediate--and it remained that way--even though the ration was now 5 females, 2 males; there was never a growl or a shadow of confrontation.

She just fit in as if she had always been part of the family. I knew she was a foster; that she might someday go to her forever home, but in my heart, she was already there (in spite of my husband saying that 7 was one too many; he too thought she was special and just accepted her.)

This little brood mom was petite but as far as affectionate and playful and loving, she was a giant. The almost 8 months that she was with us, she was truly an angel on earth; even at the end, when she was declining in health and she was kept at the veterinary hospital to be monitored, she was "the official greeter" when clients came in; the head veterinarian and her staff all said that she was the most special, unusual greyhound that they had ever had known because of her amazing love to all who were lucky enough to meet her.

We miss her so--but I know she is now the official greeter to all dogs crossing the Rainbow Bridge, doing her very special work with her unique qualities of love.

Keep on healing, greeting, and loving, dear little Shelly. You will always be in my heart.

Zronia "Amanda"

On Monday, December 28th, Zronia aka Amanda crossed her "Rainbow Bridge." I cannot be sad for her or me as it was her time, we both agreed. She began her journey surrounded in the spirit of loving kindness and I believe was received into a caring presence running free. When sadness wants to stalk my thoughts I must push them aside with the memories and laughter from her milestones of joy during her thirteenth and final year. Amanda experienced the Atlantic Ocean finding the salty sea a playful thing. The shallow waters of the Chesapeake Bay became an instant source of relaxing pleasure. Amanda lunched with the ladies at Abington House of Foulkeways feasting on tidbits exclusively purloined while her ladies experienced the joys from hands-on with her. She is being remember by me, my family and the "ladies who lunch."

Margo

Margo

We adopted Margo February 18th of 2003. On that day we had quite a bit of snow, so we decided to call her Margo Blizzard. She crossed the Rainbow Bridge February 5th 2010, it was also the day of a snowstorm.

Margo was our first Greyhound, it was through her that we learned about the calm grace and spirit of retired racers. We met wonderful volunteers and dedicated Greyhound people within Greyhound Friends. It was such a special time for us to experience Dewey and Gettysburg for the first time with Margo.

She adjusted to our children beautifully. Everyday she would endure our children trying to lay on her bed, give her doctor exams, and trying to feed her various toys. Not once did Margo lose patience with them.

Margo leaves behind her adopted brother Monty, and her human family, Heather, John, Neve and Jude Fraunberger.
We miss her so very much.