Remembering Rainbow Bridge Dogs ~

[A-Jay]

Really do miss all the great times shared with Tucker ~

A-Jay

 

[A-Jay]

Sierra was easily the Most Intense animal we've ever had.

She loved to run wild on the beaches of south Jersey ~

A-Jay

 

 

 

Teddy was the first of many we got from the local animal shelter.

We didn't recue him.

Clearly he rescued us !

Great Dog.

A-Jay

[A-Jay]

BreeZo left us way too soon.

She had the Heart & Drive of a champion.

And man, she surly did love to race . . . . .

 

A-Jay

 

Brody was born to pull.

Fortunately we had that covered.

A-Jay

 

[A-Jay]

Some dogs just 'have it'.

Diesel had it.

A-Jay

Lynn & Miss Fenway shared the same Spirit.

A-Jay

 

[A-Jay]

Baylee was a Blue-eyed, Bridle little sweetheart

who definitely had a fiery side.

A-Jay

Bear was Diesel's litter mate and had a bit of an attitude (in a good way)

Those two would get after each other pretty hard like brothers do.

Sadly we lost bear to a fatal seizure before he was a year old.

Poor guy never stood a chance.

I was at sea and missed the chance to say good bye.

That one hurt for a while. 

A-Jay

[A-Jay]

Some experiences with our dogs are just ingrained in my mind.

Like a Dream.

A-Jay

[12poundbass]

I’m right there with you brother. They all hurt. Hank is 12 and you know GPs. The spirit is still 100% there but the body is quickly going away. This one is going to sting for quite a while. He’s living the good life a little better than normal right now.

[gim]

These are amazing animals @A-Jay. So many good long lasting memories.

[A-Jay]

I have more to post yet.

Let's see some that took a piece of your heart as well.

A-Jay

 

[TnRiver46]

Baylee looks quite unique, bet she could go fast ! 

[Jar11591]

This is the dog I grew up with, Ellie the yellow lab. She left us at 13 years old back in 2015. The most rambunctious, full of life, nicest Labrador. The puppy in the picture is my brothers golden retriever, who is still with us at 11 years old .
 

[GaryH]

The joy they bring is unmeasurable . But so is their loss.

 

[DitchPanda]

That's the double edged sword of pets: the only way to not hurt when they leave us is not get to close, but they way they love us makes that impossible. I worked with an older gentleman for years when I ran the meat counter at the local grocery store. I was in my 20s he was in his 80s...shortly after his wife passed we were talking one day and he said if your lucky enough to live as long as I have bury everything and everyone you ever loved. I asked if he regretted anything? Hell no, I'm incredibly lucky to have had them in my life.

[Mobasser]

A-Jay, as you probably remember I am a dog lover also. And, I know the feeling when you lose one. When we lost our big yellow lab Lady  three years ago, my wife said she didn't want to get anymore dogs.                                       We both loved Lady so much, and it hurt so much when we lost her. You always remember the dogs, and they're personalities. We were without a dog for a few months after losing Lady, and we both felt a huge void. So, we took on two terriers, and a dachsund. All have proven to be fiercely loyal and have been good dogs.                                      They're this way because we treat them very well, which I'm sure you do also. IMO, that's all it takes. Treat them with kindness, and you'll have a great friend. The hardest part is saying goodbye to these trusted loyal friends.

[A-Jay]

Kodi & Tatiri were our First Two Malamutes.

Brother & sister 12 week old pups from the mountains of Montana.

They were "Giants",  Kodi was pushing 150 lbs as an adult. 

Thankfully both gentile giants.

That was 27 years ago.

A-Jay

 

[gim]

Cosmo, turns 13 later this month. Female british yellow lab. My first dog as sole owner.

[A-Jay]

Cinnabar was our 'first' Siberian Husky.

Came from an unfavorable deal in New Jersey.

When we got him he was sun burned & seriously flea bitten. 

He was typically aloof and a little shy & skittish.

But if there was an open door to the outside world, even for a split second,

he was Gon-zo.  He taught us the difference between malamutes & huskies.

And there are many.

 

Gunner we got as an adult.

He was Brody's big brother and a brute of a dog.

He LOVED to Eat. 

So much so he dented in his stainless steel food bowl the first week. 

While he also came from another less than ideal situation,

he turned out to be one heck of a sled pulling freak.

After a couple of winters, a friend needed a last minute wheel dog.

I'm pretty certain he was all kinds of happy about it.

A-Jay

[12poundbass]

Those are some beautiful pups @A-Jay

[Swamp Girl]

I've only solely owned two dogs counting my current Joey. The other was Manny, who knew scores of words and could understand simple sentences if he knew the verb and object. If you'd placed a stethoscope on his chest, you would have no heard no "thump-thump," but "Mama-Mama."

 

[Skunkmaster-k]

Looks like I’m gonna be adopting a dog soon. Somebody dumped her last week near my house . The wife has been feeding her and building trust , slowly. This morning she came to a whistle and wagged her tail while tug-of-warring the water bowl. Progress. 

[Darth-Baiter]

As an adult, I have adopted all my dogs.  
 

I’ve had some good ones.  
 

Harry was a senior dog nobody wanted.  My wife brought him home and it’s was challenging and rewarding.   
 

my current dog.  A good one with his own challenges. 
 

For realz

 

[TnRiver46]

I only had two as a youngster that died, Bandit and Odie. Bandit looked like Lassie but had a robber/raccoon mask on, hence the name. That was back before leash laws, she was a tough customer highly revered in the neighborhood pack. Then we got odie, an English springer spaniel I believe. He was not too bright, got hit by 19 cars but never seriously injured by any of them. 11 of the 19 were UPS trucks. Then we moved into a condo that had a leash law and Odie was having NONE of that , little fella couldn’t be contained. Mom ended up giving him to a friend with a cattle farm, boy he sure loved that. The day we dropped him off he of course rolled in cow poo.  The lady that lived there vacuumed out his dog bed daily and took him along to check all the fences.  

[Crow Horse]

Thor & Loki, my trusted companions. Our bond was so deep that I dreaded the days that I would have to say goodbye. To honor them and others who have crossed the Rainbow Bridge, i wear either their ashes or dog tags with all the names who have made that final journey.

 

I always thought that losing a trusted furred companion would get easier as time went on and the next loss would be easier.Maybe I would become stronger, maybe even callous to some degree to make their passing easier on me. I was wrong. Each subsequent loss created a  deeper wound and a deeper void in my heart. This became a vexing question that haunted me. It wasn't until we lost Amber and while I was grieving the veil of sadness lifted for a moment of clarity and the answer became clear as to why I was wrong. When we lose a loved pet they leave a void in our hearts. We realize in a real way that life is so precious and fragile and we respond by loving more fiercely and deeply to those who still remain in this 4D world. When they finally cross that bridge, our wounds and void are deeper than ever. Each loss becomes more painful because we have learned to love deeper.

 

 

 

[GaryH]

[Crow Horse]

53 minutes ago, GaryH said:

 

This makes my eyes leak......