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Unlike most days at Rainbow Bridge, this day dawned cold and gray,
damp as a swamp and as dismal as could be imagined. All of the
recent arrivals had no idea what to think, as they had never
experienced a day like this before. But the animals who had been
waiting for their beloved people knew exactly what was going on and
started to gather at the pathway leading to The Bridge to watch.
It wasn't long before an elderly animal came into view, head hung
low and tail dragging. The other animals, the ones who had been
there for a while, knew what his story was right away, for they had
seen this happen far too often.
He approached slowly, obviously in great emotional pain, but with
no sign of injury or illness. Unlike all of the other animals
waiting at The Bridge, this animal had not been restored to youth
and made healthy and vigorous again. As he walked toward The
Bridge, he watched all of the other animals watching him. He knew
he was out of place here and the sooner he could cross over, the
happier he would be.
But, alas, as he approached The Bridge, his way was barred by the
appearance of an Angel who apologized, but told him that he would
not be able to pass. Only those animals who were with their people
could pass over Rainbow Bridge.
With no place else to turn to, the elderly animal turned towards
the fields before The Bridge and saw a group of other animals
like himself, also elderly and infirm. They weren't playing, but
rather simply lying on the green grass, forlornly staring out at
the pathway leading to The Bridge. And so, he took his place among
them, watching the pathway and waiting.
One of the newest arrivals at The Bridge didn't understand what he had just witnessed and asked one of the animals that had been there for a while to explain it to him.
You see, that poor animal was a rescue. He was turned in to rescue just as you see him now, an older animal with his fur graying and his eyes clouding. He never made it out of rescue and passed on with only the love of his rescuer to comfort him as he left his earthly existence. Because he had no family to give his love to, he has no one to escort him across The Bridge.
The first animal thought about this for a minute and then asked,
"So what will happen now?" As he was about to receive his answer, the clouds suddenly parted and the gloom lifted. Approaching The Bridge could be seen a single person and among the older animals, a whole group was suddenly bathed in a golden light and they were all young and healthy again, just as they were in the prime of life.
"Watch, and see" said the second animal. A second group of animals from those waiting came to the pathway and bowed low as the person neared. At each bowed head, the person offered a pat on the head or a scratch behind the ears. The newly restored animals fell into line and followed him towards The Bridge. They all crossed The Bridge together.
"What happened?"
"That was a rescuer." The animals you saw bowing in respect were those who found new homes because of his work. They will cross when their new families arrive. Those you saw restored were those who never found homes. When a rescuer arrives, they are allowed to perform one, final act of rescue. They are allowed to escort those poor animals that they couldn't place on earth, across The Rainbow Bridge.
"I think I like rescuers," said the first animal. "So does GOD," was the reply.
http://dachshund-rescue.org/rainbow
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DOMINICK BRUNO
On Tuesday, January 31st, 2012, the rescue world, his family, friends and many many many Dachshunds plus everyone who knew him lost a wonderful man. Dominick could always be found doing something to help people and his greatest passion was helping Dachshunds. No distance was too far for him to travel and his heart was lost to every Dachshund he came in contact with. He was the husband of our Secretary (Dixie Dachshund Rescue) and as instrumental in rescue as she still is. I can just see him now, sitting at the Rainbow Bridge with Schnitzel and Cookie, who are two of their Dachshunds who went to the Bridge in 2011, plus all the others who preceded him. They had other pets over the years and I'm sure they were there too, all saying "Daddy's here".
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When Boomer came to us, he was frail and timid -- not quite sure what to make of his new family, and certainly not of his new “brother,” our little wild man, Weber. But soon, Boomer was running through the house chasing his brother and following his new “mom” and “dad” closely – never more than a few feet away from his favorite humans. He was a distinguished little gentleman, always sitting proudly and watching us with soulful eyes. Boomer brought great joy to our lives in the six years we had the privilege of being his family.
While we miss him so much, we are left behind with some very happy memories. We will never forget the sound of his little feet running across our floor so quickly, that happy doggy smile or how Boomer would run next door to bark in the face of his archenemy, the beagle that lives there. Boomer was always there to greet us when we walked through the door, always protected us from things like strangers and “evil” vacuum cleaners. The memories of our sweet boy will continue to bring us happiness always, and we would adopt him again in a heartbeat. We love you, Boo-man, and know you are somewhere frolicking happily with friends.
Robert, Karlyn and Ellis Edmonds & Weber
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| Miss Lacey |
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| Miss Lacey 1992-June 2007 Miss Lacey was thrown away in a shelter when she was 12 after being in the same home all her life. She spent the last 3 years of her life being loved as she should have been all her life. She loved to run across the yard when she went out to potty and she looked as if she was smiling. She did this even after she became totally blind. Sadly, she developed Cushings and a brain tumor as part of it. The last few weeks of her life, it seemed as if her brain stopped giving her body all the direction it needed. She was helped to the Bridge on June 4, 2007. Lacey, your mommy loved you very much even though she only had you with her a few years. We will miss you so much. Love Mommy and your brothers & sisters
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| Honey |
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| HONEY September 1, 1991-June 11, 2007 Honey was an angel. Although she had numerous health problems toward the end of her life, she was like the Energizer Bunny. She kept on ticking. Honey spent most of her life with a human mommy who loved her very much and took good care of her. Sadly her mommy preceded her to the Bridge. After she came into rescue, I was blessed to have her spend the last couple of years of her life with me and my other furbabies and let me be her mommy too. I would not trade anything for the time I had with her. Everyone who met her, loved her. I'll miss you my angel but I'll see you again someday. I love you. Love, Mommy and your Brothers & Sister
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A TRIBUTE TO MY TILLY AND KLINE
Even after months of having lost our two girls, this is still hard for me to put in writing. If I think about them, I cry. Problem is – I think about them all the time. I just feel I have to write about them, because they deserve a spot on our memorial page. THEY (my two girls as I will always call them) are the reason I DO doxie rescue. Our girls are the reason I am here today; and the reason I ever got involved in rescuing this wonderful breed. I will try to make this as short as possible – but my girls stories are not short –they are long and wonderful.
Tilly (we lost her August 8, 2007 at 16 years old) came to us at 3 years old. We rescued her from the daughter of a friend of ours. I first met this precious little baby at 6 weeks old; she was purchased by this girl from a pet store (yes – a product of a puppy mill). She was so TEENY TINY and was already ready to conquer the world. I wanted her then! I
knew her home life was not the best after the first 2 years; and when
we got the call that we needed to take her and her “sister – the
cocker” – or she would go to the pound, my husband and I didn’t blink. She
used to be BEAT by her previous owners because she couldn’t be
potty-trained; we had her one week and knew there was something
medically wrong; sure enough – she was diabetic. Severely diabetic. Ron
and I spent the next 13 years giving this WONDERFUL little girl two
insulin shots per day; every waking moment was spent around her
scheduled feeding and insulin times (between 6:00 and 7:30 AM and
between 6:00 and 7:30 PM). We learned how to draw her blood and test it so we could do our own curves and monitor her glucose. And you know what – we didn’t care. That
was what we wanted and chose to do – and now that my girl is not here –
I would give ANYTHING to have my life revolve around that schedule
again. She was my STRONG little girl – my avid hunter, the ruler of the entire household. You would never guess Tilly had a medical issue – she was the strongest little angel I have ever met.
Kline came to us at about 2 years old also (about 2 years after we got Tilly). We lost Kline April 26, 2007 at 13 years old (way too young). We
got a call from an all breed rescue that I was working with at the
time; they had a doxie, we had a doxie – would we be willing to foster. We were skeptical at first as Tilly was SO possessive of us and we didn’t think she would do well with other dogs. Kline was epileptic, had been HORRIBLY abused and hated everyone. We thought “OK – we will give this a try – but if it doesn’t work – Kline will have to go elsewhere”. Well
– Kline came in the door – her and Tilly looked at each other like
“sister – where have you been all my life” and were inseparable from
the first 10 minutes they met. AND – Kline didn’t hate
everyone – she was the most LOVABLE, AFFECTIONATE, OBEDIENT, WELL
BEHAVED doxie I have ever in my life met. We adored her, Tilly adored her, and in 10 minutes, we knew she was home forever. That’s when I learned that doxies are prejudice little dogs – but only against other breeds; they LOVE other doxies. From that moment forward, we were “doxie lovers” which is how we came into rescue. Kline came to us a very severe epileptic. We managed to control her seizures very well; but as time went on, she developed liver issues, heart issues and kidney issues. When we lost our precious angel, I didn’t think life could get any worse. But
– then we lost Tilly just 4 months later – and I KNOW Tilly felt the
loss of her Kline, and her strong little will just could not go on
without her anymore.
I will forever miss my angels. It doesn’t matter how many dogs I have now – or will have in the future. None will replace my precious little girls – in our house or in my heart. I love them more than anyone can imagine and they are the definition of the “perfect doxies”.
Karen and Ron Borden
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| HEIDI |
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Heidi was dropped off at a vet's office by owner's who no longer wanted her. Sadly she was a sick little girl. She endured two very invasive surgeries and DDR did all we could to try and get her little body well. After the first surgery, she was happy for a few weeks and appeared to be recovering. Alas, this was not to be. She left us at the very young age of 6 years.
Heidi’s life was much too short. She was only with us for a little while, but for that all too brief period of time she brought so much love and happiness into our lives that there is an empty spot in our home. She was always so happy to see us when we walked in the door. Her tail was always wagging and she was always ready to give kisses and lift our spirits. We will always miss her loving nature and happy spirit.
Her Foster Mom and All of DDR.
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In memory of lee lee bug. This percoius little boy was taken from me way too soon. I got this precious little boy from the animal shelter after he was brought in because his owner had him tied to a tree and only fed him once in a while. He was given harsh punishment for barking. He has been with me for about 9 years. He lived to eat and for a good ol' belly rub. He will be greatly missed by all of us. But now he is on the other side of the rainbow bridge where we will meet again someday. He is teaching all the dogs up there how dig under a fence to get out and roam a little further. He was a very clever escape artist. Love you lots leroy. Gone but never forgotten. Tanya and William
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A tribute to my dear little Trooper - from Pamela Cutrone
Such a sweet little dog, Trooper came to me very sick...and had to have life saving surgery and from then on we became fast friends. I named him Trooper because he handled things the way a Trooper would. He lived with me five short years and then God took him. My sweet little Trooper.
Pam
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This Is For All Our Rainbow Furbabies
Author Unknown.
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear.
"Its me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here"
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea.
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I want to take your parcels, I wished I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house as you fumbled for the key,
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me".
You looked so very tired and then you sank into a chair,
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
Its possible for me to be so near you everyday,
to say to you with certainty "I never went away".
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew
That in the stillness of that evening I was very close to you.
The day is over.... I smile and watch you yawning
and say, " Good Night, Sweet Dreams, God Bless,
I'll see you in the morning".
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide
I'll rush to greet you and well stand together side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there's much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out; then come home and be with me.
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