Buck aka Prince
My four-legged best friend crossed the bridge. He suffered from degenerative myelopathy -- degeneration of the spine. I bring his boxed ashes outside where he used to lay and in the bedroom at night where he laid down to sleep. He was an unusually active dog, living his walks every day and throughout the winter months. He was kinda crazy too. Dennis and I are going to miss him so much after having him for so long. He was 12. We knew it was his time so we made that dreaded decision to let him go. He left this world peacefully. -- *Mary and Dennis Abel*

RosieMae
I wanted to let you know that my poor little Rosie Mae is in heaven now. She and I were only together a for a short time, but she gave me so much joy. At the time I needed some help, she came around. I helped her and she helped me. Unfortunately, she just wasn’t a healthy girl, and I had to make the hard decision yesterday to let her go and not endure pain anymore. She will always be in my heart. My first little girl dog and definitely my little sweetheart. Such love for her. She is going to be missed so much.

Blondie
Blondie was our foster for a year and a half, the last months of her long life. Despite her status as a senior and a refined elderly lady, she was spunky, spry and feisty. But above all she was loyal and devoted, mainly to me, her foster mom. During the eighteen months that she was with us, she only had two inquires from potential adopters. I was not so secretly happy that she continued to be passed over for younger dogs as that meant that she would have more time with us. Blondie’s energy belied her fourteen years of age. She never saw a squirrel that she didn’t want to chase, a kibble in one of our dogs’ dishes that she didn’t try to steal, or a space near or next to me on the couch, chair or bed that she didn’t want to jump up on to occupy before the others. She was my shadow that followed me wherever I went and lovingly gazed at me wherever I was and whatever I was doing. Blondie died July 31, 2017. The day before, she had unexpectedly suffered a seizure. Less than twenty-four hours after that episode, she was dead after suffering several more. As I held her in my arms as the second seizure overtook her, I knew that she was dying. I said my goodbyes to her, giving her one final kiss as I put her in the backseat of the car on her way to the vet. We know nothing about the first 13 years of her life, but know that the last eighteen months were filled with the love, comfort and attention that she deserved.

Jasmine
We adopted Jasmine (re-named to Jersey) from Midwest Animal Rescue in 2013, and fell in love with her immediately. She was quite the hound dog and loved our family just as much as we loved her. She always looked forward to her walks around the lake, going for a ride in the fishing boat, and snuggle time. She was a loyal lover and once she got to know you would nudge your hand when she wanted some pets. Jersey was diagnosed with protein loss nephropathy, Lyme disease with possible Lyme nephritis in August 2016. Jersey's disease was very progressive and we made the difficult decision to let Jersey to pass on to the Rainbow bridge in December 2016. We will always have a special place in our hearts for our Jersey girl and while our time with her was too short, we have the many adventures, laughs, and memories that will last us forever. We will always love and miss you hound dog.

Jewel
Sweet Jewel is now watching over us and waiting for her owners at the bridge.... Jewel changed our lives. I fell in love with her the first time I laid eyes on her and fought hard for months to be able to adopt her. She was wanted by other families as well, but I was lucky to be the one who got to spend the last few years of her life with her. She had a low grade cancer that we kept at bay for 2 years and 9 months. She was the most amazing soul. I will never regret out time with her. She actually saved my life one time. I had a GI bleed and couldn't make it up the stairs, but she heard me mumbling and barked till my husband woke up and found me. She will always, always be in our hearts. I am looking forward to meeting her at the bridge someday, and in the meantime. I know she is playing and free from all the mean pain. She deserves everything good. She was always so good to us.