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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 »
Styling Mark
Mark 7/22/00 - 5/31/12
The first day we met our gorgeous brindle boy, March 26, 2006, we had an immediate connection. It was the best day of my life. You became my best friend, companion, and my four legged son. Through the years of healthy times and sick times, you always showed us happiness. Your big ears always stood at attention, and you always had a smile on your face. Knowing you were loved so much gives us peace in what we had to do. This cancer that ends your life will not diminish your soul or memory. If only we could all be loved so much.
When your spirit is released ,we know you will be pain free. You will run through the meadows with your big ears up and your helicopter tail going a mile a minute. Run my sweet boy and enjoy a healthy life. Our love for you is unconditional. Mark, we will sorely miss you.
Love You,
Moms Marianne and Angel
Hercules Percoco
Hercules Percoco
May 26, 2003 - May 21, 2012
"Give him your heart and he'll give you his."
Hercules (race name, Topaz Triple H) came into our lives in December 2006 (the best Christmas present ever), when he was three years old. He had an intimidating look about him, tall with a face as dark as night. In a matter of days our family discovered the truth about our new pet. Behind the dark face and the tall athletic build, there was a gentle and kind soul who had so much love to give. Hercules was the sweetest animal I have ever encountered. He loved to be pet and get attention. If he was laying down while being pet and the person had stopped, he would lift his paw onto the person's knee as if to say "Hey! I never said to stop!" Hercules loved going for long walks and playing with squeaky toys. He ate every meal as if it was his last, and even stole a couple of ours! He was always by my side through good and bad times, always lent an ear when no one else would listen, and always made me feel special and loved. Until my father retired in 2007, Herc was left alone during the day until me or my brother got home from school. Hercules loved and missed us so much during the day that he would collect items that belonged to each of us while we were out and place them next to his bed. I remember coming home from school one day finding my iPod, some cooking utensils (my father loves to cook) and my brother's winter hat along with my mom's winter gloves lined up next to his bed. So tonight Herc, I have done the same. On my bed next to me I have your favorite squeaky toy (Mr. Pig) and your collar. I read on the website that a greyhound's only wish is to die as a pet so that he will be remembered. Well Herc, you have more than that. You were never just a pet, you are and always will be a part of our family. You will never be forgotten and will remain in our hearts forever. I cannot wait until the day we meet again baby boy because truth be told, letting you go was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my entire 20 years of life. I miss you like crazy already and I can say the same for Mom, Dad, and Mikey. Happy early birthday baby boy, I wish we had one more to spend together. You know how much we love getting crazy looks at the bakery when we request "Happy Birthday Hercules" to be written on a cake!
Rest in the sweetest peace Herky, we love you so much.
Love,
Mommy, Daddy, Victoria and Mikey
Daphne..formerly "Kelso's Teaser"
Daphne - August 11, 2000 to May 9, 2012
Daphne came into my life in 2003. She was a mild mannered, wonderful, "gentle
spirit". She made my life beautiful, and eased my burden when life was
difficult. She made good times even better simply by her presence in my life.
The whole family loved and adored her. We will be lost without her. Wait for me,
sweet girl. I will see you again. I love you, and thank you for being my one
true friend.
Kelso's Zodiak
Kelso's Zodiak August 1, 2000-May 2, 2012
Zodiak was adopted by our family when he was four years old. He had lived with another family initially, but they weren't able to keep him. A letter from the family accompanied him when we brought him home. "We are of heavy and sad heart to have to give Zodiak Hill back", it read. "We hope he will have a good and loving home. He does several weird things that may seem odd at first. First thing he loves to rub against you with his snout. It seems like he has an itch and he does this rather obsessively but it is a sign of affection. Secondly he eats food like its his last meal we have tried to slow him down but to no avail." The note was a touching tribute to the wonderfully complex dog with whom we had the great privilege to spend seven years with. He did indeed rub his nose on your finest black jacket. But his appetite seemed to have slowed down over the years. He knew the word "treat" and would badger you to no end if you failed to reward his good behavior. He was born in Seabrook Greyhound Park, New Hampshire. His track record was not glamourous. It was easy to see that our Brindle guy loved to be petted by admirers, and loved to smell the air around him far more than the life of competitive racing. Our family loves to travel. Zodiak seemed to like it as well. In our family van we crossed the country twice, and visited Canada and even Juarez, Mexico.Astonished looks accompanied us as we walked across the US/Mexico border there. On one trip we saw a road sign that said "Greyhound Track" and we just couldn't resist. It turned out to be Seabrook and we paused to decide whether taking him back to his birthplace would be truamatic for our sensitive fellow. We pulled in slowly, cautiously, snow falling in huge flakes on our windshield. Zodie seemed enthralled, not terrified, of the place to our great surprise. We felt comfort knowing that his early years had most likely been spent in a healthy enviornment. When it was time to leave, he stood still, stubbornly refusing to budge. Zodie had a difficult time with climbing stairs during the first year or so that he lived with us. Whenever we stayed at a hotel we had to ask for the ground floor of the building. When this wasn't possible, we could be seen carrying three children, five bags and one Greyhound into the place, as we checked in for the night. We also camped with him. He saw a Jack Rabbit up close, and walked along the trails in Moab. He traveled on Route 80 West, on one trip, from it's beginning in San Francisco to our exit near Rockaway, NJ. We were lucky to spend seven years with our dog, Zodiak. Zodie died yesterday, at home, surrounded by his loving family. We are of heavy and sad heart to give Zodiak back. We will never be the same.
VELCRO THUNDER
In Memory of Velcro Thunder
Thunder, was born on 12/17/1996, and when he was two years old we adopted him, we knew from day one this was the dog for us. He was fun to be around and love us very much
Thunder passed away on 3/6/2012 he was 15 years old, he was a beloved pet, and a member of our family, he was our first dog. For me it was hard to see him go because I am the youngest of the family, but I know he is no longer suffering and will be looking down on me.
We miss him very much. Thunder was not just any dog, he was my brother.
Love always Jaclyn Kosh
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