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.