Dedicated to those
waiting at the Rainbow Bridge
Daniel Boone Kelly
3/12/86 - 1/5/2001
Kelly went to sleep in his
mom and dad's arms approximately 1.40 pm on Friday January 5th
2001. He was 14 yrs. 9 + mos old. He suffered from congestive
heart failure with pulmonary edema, was deaf as he wanted to be
, couldn't see too well and had about 6 teeth left. We love you
so much sweet dog, and miss you more than words can say. Left
behind to cherish his memory and grieve his passing are: "wife"
Samantha Jane" "Stepdaughter" Pi, son Buddy "brother"
Eric Ferguson, "sister " Jennifer Shannon, and human
parents Bill and Dawne Ferguson-Prance. He was preceded in death
by his daughter Beatrice Ann and his "uncle" Larry McCarthy
He was just the best dog ever
Waiting for Bill and Dawne
Waiting for Eileen
Waiting for John and Jo
12/4/96 - 1/15/2001
Yasmine was a special dog.
Not only was she special because she had to deal with the seizure
monster like so many other precious pups in the world, but she
was special because she was not just a dog, a fmily pet, a friend,
but she was also my eyes. She was a well very trained guide dog
from Guide Dogs of America. I trained with her in November of
1998 and she was very good at her work, guiding me around obstacles,
making life a more enjoyable place. I used to tell her she was
a puppy with a purpose, and a cherished friend right up to the
end. My husband Greg, daughter Shawna and son Billy are hurting
as much as I am. We have plaques and pictures set up as a special
memorial to her here at home. My daughter made Yasmine an honorary
angel, and how right my daughter is! Maybe that's what made Yasmone
so special and precious. We loved her so much
Waiting for Sue, Greg, Shawna
December 23, 1998 - January
Midnight, with the passing
days your memory only grows stronger, how well I
remember the fun we had playing chase and Frisbee. Oh, how we
endless nudges looking for attention. Who could forget the joy
expressed when we returned home from work and how it helped us
stress of the day. You will always hold a very special place in
had to be put to sleep after contracting a very
severe case of Canine Epilepsy. It was the hardest thing my Wife
and I have
ever had to do. Please, if you have a Belgian Shepherd take part
in the U.
of C. - Davis' Epilepsy Study (Other breeds are being tested too).
their web site and request your free DNA sample kits.
Waiting until the time we
will be companions again:
Dale and Theresa Niesen
11/19/96 - 1/20/2001
The sweetest, most loving
Gordon I have had the pleasure to own.
He is at peace now.
Waiting for Lynne, Karly
7/28/1989 - 1/21/2001
Jessie was supposed to live forever. Or at least still many, many
years. Jessie was a significant dog in many ways. She got me interested
the breed, as far as becoming the editor of the breed club's magazine
several years and a member of the board and the breeding committe.
was born in Finland's first litter of PONs. She lived on three
was successfully shown in five countries. She made unforgettable
to those who got to know her, around the world. She even launched
expression within her breed ("sour cabbage") in my country,
character, unique sense of humour, stubborness and independent
personality. Jessie will be greatly missed. She left many good
memories after her and
with those memories we try to fulfil the huge empty room there
is now that
she is gone. We find comfort in knowing that Jessie is now in
peace and with
her good pal Jepson, my first PON pup who only got to live 1 year
and a day,
and was at her time Jessie's best friend.
Majka, Jeica & Jes-Tas; and Tiina who gave her the best home
8/16/92 - 2/2/2001
My Angel Bo I miss you so
much! It was such a blessing to have you in my life.
You were a wonderful friend and companion. You taught me so many
things. I learned what true
friendship really means.
My heart aches for you. Rest peacefully in God's loving arms.
Always stay near me. I'll love you
forever Bo. Until we meet again
Waiting for Karen
Jasmine du Clos
9/4/1994 - 2/4/2001
. Plum was my friend, my
companion, my inspiration. Her only fault was an occasional tendancy
'exercise' the cats. Everyone who met her loved her, I would get
approached by complete strangers
who knew my dog and wanted one of her incredible dalmatian smiles.
She started having seizures in
February 1999, but it wasn't until more than a year later that
we realised she was hypothyroid. We'd
begun to get the seizures properly under control when she was
hit by a strep infection. Being the
brave, tough dog she was she battled it for three months before
losing the fight and leaving all her
Waiting for Viccie, Willie,
Roshnara, Diana and Christina.
5/27/93 - 2/10/2001
Waiting for Cheryl
Kara TDX, CD,
7/6/94 - 2/22/2001
Kara, Kara, black and white,
- What can one say about
a pup who brought such sunshine and joy into my life?
- Murphy had a wonderful
nature and a personality all his own. He was willfull
- but smart, sweet loving
and loyal. It was an absolute delight to watch him romp
- around the yard ,whether
playing with his sister or just playing by himself.
- Murphy fought this devastating
disease valiantly and with grace.
- I feel blessed to have
been his Mom. Murphy is missed terribly and will always be loved
Never did give up the fight.
You changed our lives, oh so much!
Living with this terrible crutch.
Nose to the ground,
No tracks to be found.
Chasing demons, never more.
Over the bridge, you did soar.
Waiting for Waiting for
Ken, Sherry, Madi, Kristi & Gabbo
- He was 9 years old which,
I think is pretty good life-span from what
I've read on the list, but I just wasn't ready to have him leave
too soon. But I'm glad we gave him a good home after his previous
didn't take him with them when the went to Europe. They came
changed their minds about living there a few months later I found
out just a
few weeks ago... I would have let them have him if they wanted
him back. I
could handle his leaving for that or for a home that wanted him
so very much
that they would give him the kind of care he deserved, but I
just wasn't ....
am not ready to let him go right now.... he was the only one
of our pack who
NEVER failed in his house breaking until the last. A remarkable
He even put up with the fosters without going thru the marking
Barney insisted on making with every male rescue. He was rather
a bachelor uncle around... and no dog will ever have a bark like
- "WUFF" He was
a love sponge and would bark that'WUFF!" only when
- the rest of the pack were
barking, just to say he was living up to his canine responsibilities.
- Waiting for Joanna
- 12/19/95 - 3/3/01
- "Patrick you are
- Waiting for Susan
- July 28, 1998 - March
- "...one who possessed beauty without vanity
strength without insolence
courage without ferocity
and all the virtues of man without his vices
- This praise which would
if inscribed over human ashes is but a just tribute to the memory
of a dog"
- Lord Byron
- Waiting for Rachel
2/17/98 - 3/17/01
My dear, sweetest Domino, I hope you are running around with all
little doggies in heaven, having fun, being care-free, suffering
We all miss you terribly. We did not realize how empty our lives
the day you were born. Since then, we know what the true meaning
devotion, friendship, unselfishness, kindness, and compassion
You gave us the greatest gifts in life that we couldn't ever have
There are no words to express how much we truly love you and miss
were our little spotted son, our best friend. I wish we could
you a life without trouble, sadness, and pain. We tried the best
but it seems our efforts proved futile. We will think of you often,
for your happiness in heaven. Our hearts feel empty without you.
you, sweet puppy.
Waiting for Christine, Connie, Michele, Jennifer, Paul and Peter
Our Rusty Boy. You were a fighter until the very end. We
hope you are running, jumping and wagging your tail like never
before. Unfortunately age took those things away from you awhile
ago but you still managed to fool people about your age with
your puppy face. We miss you more than words can express. You
were our shadow, there whenever we turned around. Now our
turn arounds are much lonelier. You were the crumb picker upper,
now our floors are much dirtier. Thank you for being the best
& cutest dog a person could ever have. You will always hold
a special place in our hearts. We will always love you!!
Gone, but never forgotten
Dedicated to Midnight, my
There's an old song entitled
"You are my Sunshine",
Waiting at the bridge
for Val & Marty
November, 1997 - March 29, 2001
Sadie Mae was both the very first Newf we fostered and adopted. Sadie's former family had severely neglected her, yet her spirit was never broken. She was a pistol, a fire cracker. She was sassy.... and we adored her as she adored us.
However, the fates were not kind to her. She soon had her first seizure... and was eventually diagnosed with Epilepsy. The seizures became more frequent, and she often had cluster seizures. Our vet prescribed all the typical anti-seizure meds, and they gave her good control. However, she reacted adversely to the meds, and had a side effect to the drugs called ataxia. This means she had little control of her back legs. We had to use a sling to help her walk on most days. She weighed 120 pounds, so this was no easy feet, but we did it.
One night, Sadie became very ill. We rushed her to the vet, and no matter what they did, she continued to slip away. Sadie crossed the bridge 3 days later. Words can not describe the devastation we felt.
The day she died, I wrote this: Star Light Star Bright The First Star I see tonight I wish I may I wish I might See my Sadie's Star tonight. And when I look up into the sky, I know that the very first star I see is Sadie's star, dazzling the heavens with her spirit.
- 8/7/85 - 3/31/2001
- Waiting for Penni and
- 11-23-90 to 4-6-01
And that truly describes you, my very special friend,
There was only one thing you wanted out of your short life,
And that was to be by my side, all the time.
You were my "Sunshine"
for so many years,
From before daybreak, until late at night,
You were always by my side,
That's where you seemed to be happiest.
You have crossed the bridge,
now I know you are in heaven,
And I will cherish all the memories I have of you until we meet
And I will think of you every day and every night,
Until we meet again. I miss you, my very special Sunshine.
Waiting patiently at the
Bob and Joanie
- Ribbons will be greatly
missed for a long long time. She was sweet, stubborn, funny,
adorable, unforgettable and
sometimes insufferable. Right now it feels like the giant ache
in our hearts will never ease. But it does make us
smile to picture her at the rainbow bridge, reunited and romping
and playing with her brother Blue and her mother
- Waiting for Preston and
- April 20
- Waiting for Judy
Feb. 14, 1997 - April 28, 2001
Max, may you be running like the wind chasing your birds and
We miss you very much but know you are free from pain and suffering.
keep the Rainbow Bridge in sight and watching for Missy (17 year
Beagle). The house is very quiet without you and Missy is constantly
looking for you. Look down at the cross we made for your special
Missing you but you will always be in our hearts.
- Waiting for Britt, Vicki,
Missy, Amanda and Roger Bowen
- Ivan Bukruian
Jan 16, 1989-April 29, 2001
Ivan loved life. He woke up every day ready to have a good time.
He loved everyone, but the feeling wasn't always mutual, as he
could be exasperating in his pursuit of fun. However his loyal,
loving nature over rode everything else until he made his way
under your skin and into your heart, there to stay forever. That's
how it happened with me. Ivan lived next door. When he was 4,
my husband died and Ivan decided that it was his job to take
care of my household, so he moved in and adopted us. I already
had a dog and several cats and was not thrilled about another
animal. But Ivan had decided I needed him and that was it. He
helped me through that hard time and many more just by being
Ivan. When he was 11 and started to have seizures, it was my
turn to help him and I did, gladly. He had a good life until
a couple of months before he left us. I'm sure that Ivan is waiting
for me somewhere. And while he's waiting, he'
s driving his sisters, Pandy and Pippy, crazy and having a wonderful
time doing it. I love you and miss you, Ivan. Thank you for loving
me and your whole family with all of your great big heart
- May 1 2001
- Waiting for Bill and Marty
- July or August 1994 -
13 May 2001
- I miss your wet kisses
and beautiful loving eyes. I miss you waking me up,
standing beside the bed touching my nose with your cold, wet
at me as if saying, "Hi Mom, I'm sooo happy to see you".
- I would do anything to
have you waking me up again, demanding petting and
attention. I would do anything to see you running like the wind
as you used
- You were such a good boy...always
wanted to do the right thing.
- There are no words good
enough to describe you, nor to say how I feel
without you. You were Mom's boy, my brave darling boy.
- I wish I were right, thinking
that it's you, when warm wind slightly touches
my cheek. I'm sure it's you; you always wanted to know where
I was. You
loving, caring you.
- Hope you are feeling better
now, no pain and no seizures. I hope you wait
for me, so we can be together again when my time comes.
- Loving and missing you
- waiting for
- Mom Sari, Dad Kalle, brothers
Ressu and Topi, and many others who knew you
- Scott (Mon
Jovis Great Scott)
December 5, 1991 - May 21, 2001
- We think of you as our Sweet
Brie because you have the kindest, most gentle soul in the universe.
You snuggled close when we held you as a tiny "mocha baby"
and you stayed close as you grew to become an 85 lb. lap dog.
We miss your sweet hugs when you pressed against our legs as
we returned home. We miss hearing you actually say "Hello"
(we're still amazed that you taught yourself so that you could
answer along with your parrot brother Merlin). The image of you
in our hearts is you standing proud on the levee at your beloved
baylands, the sunlight amplifying the glowing light which always
surrounded you and the wind gently caressing your flowing coat.
- We know you've joined your brothers
Sampson and Bozo across the bridge and that you're all waiting
for us. True love never dies.
- Waiting for Ed, Sheri,
Daisy Mae, and Merlin
February 20, 1998 - May 30, 2001
- Rest in peace and play with the
other pups, dear Hagan, free of your demons. There are no demons
or drugs in Heaven. You taught me so much in your short life;
my guardian, my teacher, my best friend. I am honored and blessed
to have had the privilege to share life and love with you. I
will always miss you. I will never forget you. If you get to
come back before I cross over to you, try to find me. I'll know
you if you come.
- Waiting for Judy.
- 7/12/95 - 7/28/01
- I miss him so much my
little Angel he's no
longer waiting for his wings.
- July 1989 - July 2001
- Maui had wonderful smile. She
was always such a happy trooper of a dog.the age of 12. She had
a wonderful life, was a therapy dog and brought so many so much
joy. Everyone who knew her loved her. And she is waiting "under"
the bridge playing in the water.
- Waiting for Sandi
- May 13 1999 - August
You love to much and left to soon..I love you and will see you
on the other side.
- Waiting for Sheryl
- August 22 1997 - August
- Spud was a beautiful, sweet natured
Border Collie who loved to be cuddled. We are truly grateful
for the four wonderful years we were given to share our lives
with him. He will always be in our hearts and we will never forget
- Waiting for Rosemary,
Barry and Tess.
If lighting this candle would stop my tears,
I would light a hundred, and dry my eyes.
If lighting this candle would ease my sorrow,
I would light a thousand, and smile again.
If lighting this candle would bring you back,
I would light a million, and await your return.
But lighting this candle won't stop my tears,
Won't ease my sorrow, and won't bring you back.
So I won't light a million, a thousand,
Or even a hundred, I will light just one candle.
One candle, for one who was unique in my life.
One candle, because I loved you like no other.
One candle, because there will never be another you.
One candle, for one who meant everything to me.
By Karla Bertram
July 1, 1999 - August 28, 2001
In Loving Memory of Lady Pup
she is happy and free......
can you see her running????
look quickly in the clouds , at the bridge,
you can see her if you look hard enough and she is running
free and healthy and happy.
Goodbye my sweet baby girl.
There never was a more beautiful tri coloured Border Collie girl
inside and out, her heart was as beautiful as the
outside of her.
March 24 1999 - August
and True Blue, CGC, TDI, HIC
- My beautiful tri-color boy....I
miss your kisses on my chin.... I miss your ears laying back
and down , and your body waggling in joy to see me when I arrive
home.... I miss your sitting by the window, guarding our home
and keeping an eye on the coming and goings in the neighborhood.
...I miss you coming to find me when Gabby, your min-doxie friend,
and Pam arrived for our walk and you would bark your special
, "guess whose here, Mom bark.... I miss watching you do
your tricks - lie down , shake, sit, play dead, and the always
so hopeful for treat look....I miss watching you bound through
the meadows, chasing bunnies.... I even miss you drinking out
of the toilet.
- My best friend and companion,
I know you are at the Bridge playing with Spud and your friends,
waiting with Mom until we meet again. Acient people said that
those touched by epilepsy were touched by the gods....and I was
truly blessed to have you for even a short time Waiting to scratch
your ears, my brave one.
- Vicky, Carl, Tyce, Nick
and Laddie ( all missing you)
Rosie was easy to love and spoil in spite of having quite the
sense of humor in the herding and obedience ring. She was a great
therapy dog and neighborhood child magnet. Kids climbed all over
her and she was a self appointed nanny. No one got into any danger
on her watch. Mostly she was happy flopping on the couch or taking
long walks on the nearby trails. She was a true companion and
went many, many places in her life. A mauling in March left her
with an underlying spinal injury that would eventually take her
life but until her last month, she seemed healed and happy and
was creeping up on two years seizure free, she made it to one
year and eleven months. No small feat for a dog on no meds. She
has a legacy. Thyroid disease was not a well-known thing here
and when it became clear she had problems as a young dog, we got
insistent with the clinic, brought in articles, research, etc.
As a result the clinic has a very large thyroid practice and many
dogs are enjoying improved health in Southeastern Michigan thanks
to Rosie. I will miss her forever, but she is running free and
can once again get up and walk, something that she could not do
in her final days. I will see her again.
Febuary 3, 1993 - September 17th
" My gentle giant" she was my companion, my life, she
was there when I needed support, she would put her big head in
my lap, no matter what time it was. I miss you so much, but I
know you are free of pain and suffering, now you can run, play
Sammy, Mummy and Grandma
12 June 1998 - October 30
Squeeky came as a rescue
when he was 4 years old. In his younger years he
was very affectionate and loved nothing more than a cuddle on
the sofa. We
miss him "singing" along to the noise of a harmonica
- he could easily "out
wooooo" the rest of the family. Unfortunately old age made
him quite bad
tempered and grumpy, but we still miss him and look to the skies
on a sunny
day and think of his spirit soaring. Now we can see past the bad
love him for what he was, a handsome boy who everyone loved and
his food, his trees and lampposts and gave us many laughs over
- Carolynn, David, Tass,
Mishka, Oddy and Buzz
Gypsy's Rambling Ivy, UD, EAC-V, CGC.
Dec 2, 1988 to Nov. 4, 2001
Two time reserve "World
Champion" weight puller.
Elite Level Agility Dog
Best Friend and Constant Companion
This picture is Ivy at the
age of 3, before epilepsy. The mountains in the
background were what they looked like the night we buried her,
the view near
her final resting place as we drove away.
We battled epilepsy since
she was six. It was what ultimately took her life
just shy of 13. Between seizures, though, she lived life to the
has traveled from Alaska to the border of Mexico and everywhere
with us. She has traveled thousands of miles in front of a snow
seeing parts of Alaska some people only dream of. She has run
up 3,000 foot
mountains (from elevation of 500 feet) and miles on the Iditarod
the winter. She even got to swim in Liard hot springs in Canada
degrees. We should have named her GoGo! She would go nuts at the
sound of a
snow machine or 3 wheeler being warmed up. It meant she would
get to run
somewhere! She would try anything we asked of her, go anywhere
and was afraid of nothing. I don't think another dog will ever
be able to
fill her booties.
November 5th 2001
- Cathy and Rod
What can I say about Rusty? That's
tough to put into words. He came to me in middle age (mine and
his), the victim of divorce. His mom, who loved him dearly, lost
everything, including her home. She gave him up only because she
had no way to keep him. Now that I've lost him too, I understand
all too well her pain and her loss. Rusty was truly an angel on
earth. He never had an obedience lesson in his life. He never
learned "no," "sit," "stay," "down"
or "come." He didn't need to. He was born a perfect
gentlemen. His manners were impeccable. He always seemed to know,
without being told, what he should be doing, and did it. And he
never met a creature he didn't love. The only thing he ever did
that was a "no-no" was to chew through a leash once,
to get closer to me.
I took Rusty and Timmy to a golden
retriever specialty in the spring (the show the photo is from)
to work the golden retriever rescue booth with me. They were the
perfect examples of a rescue golden. The fact that they were epileptic
was an "oh, by the way..." and in no way diminished
their worthiness. I was so proud of them both. And I just loved
letting people know that epi's could and did live good quality
lives and enjoye themselves in the process and that Rusty and
Timmy were living proof of that. At one point, I tied their leashes
to the fence so I could take some photos. And then I tied them
to the fence again when it was time to pack up at the end of the
day and take down the tent and pack up the cars. In the middle
of taking down the tent, I realized Rusty was at my side, moving
with me, whichever way I turned. I didn't think anything of it
at first. Then it hit me that he had chewed through his leash
to get to me. Not to romp around or run off - but to get to me.
Timmy followed my every move with his eyes, but for Rusty, I just
wasn't close enough. If that isn't love, I don't know what is.
Theresa & Timmy
Jan. 31,1999 - Nov. 8, 2001
Forever Free. Happy hunting
my brave warrior.
Love eternally mommy, daddy , Cowboy and Patches.
January 1996 - November
We brought Kes home at 8 weeks
of age on March 11, 1996. She quickly won our hearts with her
playfulness and adoring personality. I signed her up for puppy
obedience class and later a beginning agility class. She was a
great student and always greeted the other dogs around her with
enthusiasm and a happy AROOOOO!
Her first seizure occurred on Easter
morning, 1997. She was only 14 months old and I had no idea it
was epilepsy. As time went on her seizures became more frequent
and severe; when I described her symptoms to my vet he referred
me to a specialist and after the standard battery of testing she
was diagnosed with idiopathic epilepsy.
Kes lost her fight on Nov. 15,
2001. She was our first beagle and dearly loved by everyone who
knew her. She will be remembered and missed forever.
- Waiting for Nancy, Neil,
Haley and Daniel
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