THE 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 the Rainbow Bridge together.......
This page is dedicated to our basset hounds that have gone to the rainbow bridge.
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It is with very heavy hearts that we announce that we lost our precious angel, Marlo Holley, adopted from NTBHR as a youngin’, tag #209. She passed quietly, head in my hands on December 29, 2008 after a month of illness and several months of Alzheimer like behavior. She’d begun a round of antibiotics and day two had a gran maul seizure that lasted over 40 minutes by the time we got her to the emergency hospital and was not much better hours later. It was then they determined she had a brain tumor. Once back at home, she exhibited confusion, melancholy but never lost her joy for us or her will and need for love. Another seizure was to follow and it was to be her last. Marlo was the most wonderful personality I’ve ever had in my life! She was not a canine, nor a dog, she was a very loved family member and the center of our worlds the majority of time. As she got older and needed hernia repair, she recovered like the trooper she was. She had the most amazing and loving spirit of any creature I’ve had the pleasure of knowing. She loved her “babies”, hiding her bones and anything else of value she could get her precious paws on. She was a super sleuth at hiding her little treasures in company’s overnight bags, under the dirty clothes pile waiting to be washed, under a pillow or in a corner half heartedly hidden by the bottom of a drape. She loved her belly-rubbing’s more than anything and would quickly go to sleep only to wake up as soon as you quit. She sweetly would sit by you and nudge your hand to put it on her had….from day one she always wanted someone’s hand on her head. Although she suffered from arthritis and aging, she was a trooper to the end. I like to remember her as the wonderfully loving gal I brought home from Flower Mound to my new home and watching her sleep in bed with my daughter how they’d chase each other around the house as if they were really going to get one another! I miss her freely given kisses, her paws that always smelled like Fritos, the bottom of her wet ears when she’d get a drink. I will forever miss her welcoming and loving AHRRROOOOOOO’s when we came home or played with her. She was quite the smart hound, learning in old age to “speak” for her treats and to catch them from any distance so accurately without hardly moving. She was truly a joy in our lives and is missed tremendously. We chose to have her cremated so she’ll always be with us in spirit and I know she is in a much better place feeling no pain and playing gleefully with lots of other bassets and those lesser species as well! Ma’ and Dena love you so much pretty girl, bless you and we’ll see you again when our times come.
Michael's Lady Marlow Thomas Died Oct 8, 2004 Miss Marlow came to live with us as a puppy at 8 weeks of age, before we knew about puppy mills, backyard breeders, or any basset rescue organizations. She was our "baby", our companion, and our best friend. In September of 1992, Marlow was a charter graduate of a PetsMart obedience class, and graduated second in her class of 32, including some poodles, retrievers, labs, german shepherd and a second year cairn terrier. It was there she learned to do anything for a treat. She was quite adept at using these skills, and frequently demonstrated how to con humans out of their food. Marlow was an avid participant in the early days of The Daily Droolers, and was one of the first bassets on the Drool to have her own web site. She freely exchanged regal concepts with Princess Fey Fey and others for about a year. When we found out about North Texas Basset Hound Rescue in 1997, we were in the process of moving from Illinois to Texas. Marlow looked forward to attending her first "Shuffle" in Roanoke, and she never missed one until this year when she became ill. Marlow was usually found at the Registration desk, sulking under a table. It's not that she didn't like other bassets. She just wanted to be the only cute basset in the crowd, receiving all of the attention. Needless to say, this never occurred. Marlow never gave up her zest for living or begging, or sharing her home with an occasional foster basset, and welcomed many a Basset Rescue Volunteer to her home for Shuffle Planning Meetings and NTBHR Board Meetings. She greeted everyone with equal 'arrrooos', and loved to demonstrate her ability to "fly her ears" upon request. (That was always worth a special treat!) Marlow had unfortunately suffered from skin allergies, inflammatory bowel syndrome and chronic bladder infections since she was 2 years old. Most of her infirmities was a direct result of improper breeding, even though she was AKC registered. In 2003, Marlow was diagnosed with 2 forms of skin cancer as a result of her allergies. Then in September 2004, she was diagnosed with lymphoma, which took her life so quickly only a month later. Had Marlow been able to speak English, she would have encouraged all humans to spay and neuter their pets, unless they are professional quality breeders. It's the only way to prevent these insidious diseases in our beloved companion animals. Marlow gave us 12 1/2 years of unconditional love, sheer joy, and a lifetime of memories. There is a hole in our lives, a place only she can fill when we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge. Mike and "Sam" Cox Bedford, TX
Millie came to us on July 26, 2004. My niece and I were waiting in the swing on the side of the driveway for what seemed like hours. When she finally ran up the driveway with her ears flopping my niece screamed “there she is.” Millie came with directions – Millie should NEVER be allowed in an unfenced area without a leash. She had been in 3 shelters and had a history of bolting. I did have to run after her more than once. I am so grateful that she luckily made it to the Rescue and that she landed in our care. It was a fabulous ride with our dear sweet Millie. She was a standout in obedience class, they recommended her for advanced (not common for a Basset they said). At Basset Hound Shuffle she ran through the entire agility course without skipping a beat. She won the musical mat contest 2 years in a row because she loved to sit on command-even without a treat. We think that her previous owners gave her some good training. We never won the weenie toss but we had so much fun practicing. I was so proud of her when we walked because she was so good on a leash. One day she broke her pace when she saw a rabbit and went crazy. A neighbor said not to be surprised because that is what she was bred for. I had to accept that fact for many rabbit sightings. Typical for her breed,(she was our 3rd Basset) she was a sweet girl and just loved to have her ears cleaned and rubbed. She loved to be brushed. Even after she lost her sight to glaucoma she was still happy in the back yard with her 2 Beagle brothers. As the years went by we walked less and less each day. At the end she was walking very slowly and we stayed on our street. She slept most of the time. She would only get up a few times a day to go outside. Because she was blind I would put her leash on and lead her outside. I would have taken special care of her forever but she stopped eating and responding. Broken hearted I took her to the vet and she found tumors on x-ray. The next day the blood work came back and it was determined that she was ready to go. The next day we took her in to end her suffering. I knew it was time and that we were doing the right thing but my heart did not get it. I miss her so much. I am so grateful to Basset Hound Rescue for enabling us to have this dear sweet, dog. Our best guess is that she was 12-14 years old. She was 4-6 when we got her. We feel she had a nice long run and we are so glad she came into our lives. RIP my dear sweet Millie. Bobby and Kathy Bryan
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