Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Goodbye to Eternity

The Bringenberg family lost their beloved female Siberian Eternity today.
Today we helped Eternity cross the Rainbow Bridge. She was going to be 12 1/2. She was suffering terribly from allergies that had her chewing her fur off and scratching herself beyond belief. The meds we could have tried would have cost us over $150 a month, with no guarantee that they would work.

When we pulled Eternity from the Pocono SPCA 11 years ago, she weighed around 20 lbs and was scared to come out of the kennel. I had to drag her out. She got adopted and I cried for days. I was SO happy when the family said that they wanted to return her. She has been with us ever since.

Godspeed my precious girl. Until we meet again.
I love you and miss you so much.

Sunday, August 08, 2010

Sassy: 1996 - 2010

Sassy came to us at 12 weeks old. She was a little devil. She would bowl over Bear and then jump on him. It was too funny. She turned into an awesome dog and loved to go places with us. She was a great escape artist as most huskies are. She would play so nice with all our foster dogs and she was in charge of keeping them in line.
Sassy passed away in her sleep. She is now free to run again with Bear and Duke.
Godspeed you beautiful creature. Our hearts are very sad and we miss you terribly.

Duke: 2000 - 2009

Duke was our very first foster dog. He was quite a handful. He was adopted three times and returned and we decided he needed to stay with us. He fit right into our family, becoming such a great dog. We love him and miss him very much. Godspeed Duke. Wear your silver harness with pride.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Bear - 1996 to 2010

Yesterday, we helped our beloved Bear cross the Rainbow Bridge. He would have been 14 years old in May. Bear was not your typical husky, he never chewed, dug or even saw the inside of a crate. He was the best! I love you and miss you my sweet boy. Godspeed until we meet again.


Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Memorial to Gidget

On June 22nd, 2009, 3 year old Gidget was hit by a car after she escaped from her collar while on a walk. Gidget's mom was with her, and she was rushed to an emergency hospital where staff performed CPR and worked on Gidget for 45 minutes, but poor Gidget did not survive. Gidget's parents, Michele and Manny, have created a memorial for Gidget. Please feel free to leave them some words of comfort, it will mean a lot to them. Gidget had a wonderful life with her family. She went to work with Michelle most days, they took her hiking, she went to the dog park a lot. She even took over her own couch at home and made it her own bed. Our hearts and prayers go out to Michelle, Manny and their family, all of whom loved Gidget. Rest in peace Gidget. All dogs should be as lucky to be as loved as you were.

Sunday, July 20, 2008


In 2006 a good Samaritan found poor Wolfie in the snow and took him to a vet thinking he had been hit by a car. Turns out Wolfie just liked laying in the snow. He was like that, did what he wanted to do, said what he wanted to say, a very opinionated 8 year old husky.

While some people would have preferred a younger pup, Stacy adopted this "set in his ways" husky and gave him the good life, made him a part of their family.

Wolfie passed away in the loving arms of his family 8 July 2008.

God speed Wolfie across the Rainbow Bridge, until you meet your family again

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Goodbye Bear

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Bear came to us as an old man, arthritic, partially deaf and his eyesight was in question. He could barely walk and we had to lift his hindquarters up until he could get his footing. He’d then wobble to the door to go out or to his food or to the room where I was so he could curl up on the floor and put his head on my feet. But he also came to us with love and gratitude in his eyes for giving him shelter and food and a warm place to sleep. We only had for a few short months but in that time we came to love him and respect him as the gentle, patient soul he was. We kept him as comfortable as possible and loved him dearly but in the end the kindest thing was to let him go. At the very end he lifted his head and rubbed his nose against mine, laid his head back down and left us. My heart was broken but my spirit was lightened by his gentle goodbye. Goodbye Bear.

Friday, August 04, 2006

Tribute to Commanche

March 6, 2000

My Red & White blue-eyed husky boy who lived to be 14 yrs old before he crossed the Rainbow Bridge. You were my first husky experience and started my love affair with the Siberian Husky breed. I learned alot from you my friend. What a handsome dog you grew into. Always by my side, always loyal. I remember the day I brought you home at 8 weeks old & you were no bigger than my shoe.

You may be out of sight but never far from my heart. The hardest thing I ever had to do was let you go, but I realized it was time to set you free to run over the Rainbow Bridge where you are young again & free of any pain. Until we meet again my Red & White Blue Eyed Boy...


your Mommie Kelly

Tribute to Sindari

Bev writes about her Great Pyrenees:

Sindari, the greatest of Great Pyrenees, was the big headed love of my life for almost 13 years. It will be 1 year since I lost my beloved Sindari on Aug 7th 2006. I miss him every single day, he was my protector and the guardian my life.

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Casey the Velcro Boy

A tribute to Bev's Collie mix Casey.

Casey, my Collie mix was the best behaved dog I ever had. He belonged to my Mom who only had him 6 months when she passed away. Casey came to live with us and Nikita for 9 more years until he crossed the bridge from liver cancer on July 20, 1999 at the age of 10 years. He was my velcro boy.

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Tribute to Nikita

Harnessed to Hope volunteer Bev Shane writes:

Nikita, my first husky, the love of my life for 14 yrs. The one that got me hooked on Sibes. My Niki crossed the bridge on Dec 29th, 2000 at the age of 14 yrs.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

A Tribute to Spica and Kemo Sabe

Therapy dog and best friend, enthusiastic traveller and eager
hostess, Spica bounded into our lives from the York County SPCA on
October 11, 1981. She was then about a year and a half old. Fifteen
years later, on December 31, 1996, at a venerable 16 1/2 years, she
walked slowly and painfully out of our lives again as we reluctantly
sent her on her way to the Rainbow Bridge. In those fifteen years,
she travelled all over the continent with us, charming everyone she
met. Her mellow brown eyes invited everyone to pet her glossy black
and white coat and her tail greeted all with friendly motions of joy
at making a new friend. She was the best kind of alpha bitch, the
sort that never needed to push her status because she simply exuded
authority that said "If you don't challenge me, we will be fine." She
was our first Siberian and will always remain the model for our love
of the breed. Her physical presence may no longer be with us, but her
spirit and love will always be in our hearts. I still carry the
feeling of her hard head pressing against my legs or chest and hope
to feel that again some day.

When we let Spica go, I told her "It's OK, Old Bear. Kemo Sabe will
take care of us." Kemo Sabe of Nittany Mt, CD, TDIA, my wolf-grey
Siberian Princess. She was the gentlest and sweetest Siberian girl we
have ever known. She was over-sized for a Siberian bitch, but all
that did was add to the regal air she carried. A hellion as a puppy,
she became in adulthood a therapy dog, approved by Therapy Dogs
International, who brought pleasure and light to the eyes of many
nursing home residents with her quiet, gentle friendliness. She put
up with my puppies and foster dogs with a soft graciousness that
reassured many a scared and frightened refugee from the shelters. She
never met a dog she didn't wag her tail at, even dogs that were
clearly threatening her.

She deigned to work with me long enough to earn a Companion Dog title
from the AKC, but by the time she completed that, she was showing
some arthritis and I elected not to pursue higher titles in the
interest of not exacerbating the arthritis, hoping to keep her with
me longer. She always did things her way, quietly, determinedly
without confrontation, but it was liver failure that eventually took
her from us. When she left for the Rainbow Bridge at a little over
age 14 years, it was on her own time and her own terms. Farewell, my
sweet and gentle Princess. May Siberian angels hover with you north
of the bridge until we meet again.

May both of them run in their silver harnesses the way they once did
here, with that easy grace that clearly told of stamina and strength
accompanied by their beauty and joy in life. We will always miss you,
my beauties.

- contributed by Cheryl Dawson, Harnessed to Hope volunteer

Cheryl, Kemo Sabe and Spica hiking.

Kemo Sabe in the snow

Spica in the snow

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Introducing the Rainbow Bridge Blog

This blog's purpose is to commemorate and celebrate the lives of our beloved northern breed fur friends who have passed over the Rainbow Bridge. Please feel free to share this blog with others, send us stories and photos of your northern breed friends who have passed over, and to comment.

Please send stories and photoes that you would like to have posted on this blog to Kerry.