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 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... « Previous Page Next Page »
Murphy Tustin
Murphy Tustin
10/30/94 to 4/14/06
Murphy was our first foster dog. He was returned unceremoniously in the early morning with nothing but a leash, collar, and paperwork. He was eating "the house" and was too rough, and very needy...they did not want him around one more minute. Barbara Wicklund called to ask if Woody and I would foster him. "TWO WEEKS....and he is outta here", was Woody's answer. That answer came back to get him TWO DAYS later when he called Barbara to formally adopt him. Woody never placed a time limit on a foster dog again. Murphy never did live up to the bad rap he had been given. He never ate our T.V. remotes, chewed the rugs, destroyed pottery....never...what he did do was become our first therapy dog, and gave us the privledge of being HIS, and sharing his life! When his time came, there was no collar around his neck. I wanted him to be free at the bridge. No racing, no pain, no collar, no leash, just freedom. Free to romp and play while he waits for us there. Thank you for the gift of yourself big boy.
Delilah Holthaus
I adopted my first beautiful girl, Delilah in 1994. We loved to watch as
she bolted out the back door, doing laps around the pool, dropping into the
cool grass to relax after all her hard work. She came with me on Saturdays
when we did errands, stopping by the ice cream shop where she would get her
scoop of vanilla ice cream. She smiled when you sang "I Feel Pretty" and
actually jumped on top of my pool table to lie on the chair cushions I tried
in vain to hide from her. There was no stopping her pursuit of comfort.
Delilah never cared much for affection and I often wondered what happened to
her to make her that way. I ignored her "objections" and hugged and kissed
her anyway. In her later years, I think she actually liked it and was happy
knowing she was loved. On one occasion she became so jealous of my
attention to my cousin's greyhound 'Maddy' that she actually became sick.
Delilah passed away on October 29, 2004 of cancer. I never imagined my
heart would break the way it did when I was told that she didn't make it
through the night. I regret so much that I wasn't there with her to give
her hugs and kisses and tell her that I loved her so very much. But I know
that she is in heaven now, at the Bridge, racing around and then lying in
her own spot of sunlight. I will see her again someday. Because of my love
for this greyhound who captured my heart, and in loving tribute to her, we
have since adopted four more angels, Kira, Ben, Miranda and Cooper who fill
me with happiness every day of my life.
Jack and Lisa Holthaus
Bob and LT
Bob was our first grey. We miss him terribly and the short time we had him( we adopted him at age 10 and lost him to osteosarcoma) was worth a lifetime. He was an elegant gentleman that we'll never forget. LT was our baby that had many health problems and went to the rainbow bridge not that long after we adopted her. She was a clown,a sweetheart, she loved her family and stuck like glue to our son. We miss them both terribly. They paved the way for their 6 (total) sisters and brother that have become a part of our family now.
Evan,Geoff,Rick and Debbie
Holly Scarpone
Holly Scarpone
November 6, 1998 — February 18, 2006
Adopted: May 28, 2003
Our beloved Holly was diagnosed with a very painful terminal cancer and we helped her over the Rainbow Bridge on February 18, 2006 as the final act of love we could give to her. Holly, my baby…I love and miss you so much! You were such a silly, affectionate, gorgeous girl. I always looked forward to seeing that big beautiful nose squeeze through the basement door as I returned home from work. This weekend was so hard for me…not having you anymore. I wish you didn’t get this awful illness that caused you so much pain. When I saw that tumor come back after only one week after surgery…I knew it was time. I hated losing you, you played such an important role in my happiness, but I could see the pain in your eyes. I held you in my arms all the way to the Rainbow Bridge and I will be there one day to hold you again. Everybody misses you…Mindy (greyhound), Benjamin (maltese), and Chloe (cat). I promise to take extra special care of Mindy…as you always did. I cry a lot…but I know you are no longer in pain which makes it better. It was just too fast…not even a week after diagnosis. Have fun barking and running around like a silly nut, I am so glad you can again. No more pain my baby…no more pain. I love you and miss you…wait for me…when it is my time…I will run like lightening to you.
All of our love…Mama, Daddy, Miranda, Grandma, Mindy, Benjamin, and Chloe
Bus Ganopoulos-Phelan
Bus Ganopoulos-Phelan
Born May 20, 1992
Left January 30, 2006
Very loved and always remembered. Wait for me at the bridge (and try not to get into too much trouble.) I will truly miss you, my friend.
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