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.......
- Author unknown
This page is dedicated to our basset hounds that have gone to the rainbow bridge.
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Penelope was an awesome dog. I couldn't have raised a better puppy and she was 7 when we got her. She was the most well behaved Basset I've ever had and fit into our family's routine immediately after arriving in our home. She was so easy to own, good on and off the leash and never went flat basset on a walk. She knew her special purpose and loved hunting rabbits. She loved to go camping and was always up for a new adventure (after an air conditioned nap of course). We took her to a couple barn hunts and she always found the prey. Julie and I both enjoyed her so much. She had some weird quirks. She only howled 3 times the whole time we had her and it was in her sleep. She also didn't like to be held or petted too much and acted more like a cat in that regard. She would however if left to her own devices come and sit at your feet with just her butt touching your foot. That was her affection and we were always glad to have it. We're really going to miss our girl and I hope the 3 years she had with us were her best days ever.
Arnold came into our lives in the summer of 2013, and left us much too soon on January 13, 2019. You were always a day brightener Arnold, and were more than willing to be vocal to remind us of that when need be. You taught us the importance of rest, regular meal times, and outdoor walks, and know that we have not and will not forget that. We already miss the flapping of your ears, your big head and front paws on the side of the bed just to let us know it’s time to get up, and of course your unconditional love. One of your favorite resting places on the couch misses you, we love and miss you, and wish you could have been with us longer. Say hi to Jason and Daisey on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge, greet them with a big flap of your ears, and rest easy knowing that Linus is still here taking good care of us and your home.
About 5 years ago Buddy came into my life as a foster and of course I failed. I adopted him and we had the best 5 years ever. He had the sweetest soul and gave me so much love. On September 12, 2015 I lost Buddy to Heart Failure. I know he is so happy now he can run and have so much fun with his friend Rusty. Buddy you are so missed. Mom Terrell
Mollie, (AKA Golda My Ears)
We adopted our darling Miss Mollie (aka. Golda My Ears) on April 15th, 2007. The joy and the laughter she brought to our lives is indescribable. She and brother Freddie hit it off from the start, snuggling with us, barking and sleeping the days away.
Mollie loved going on her nightly walks and going outside after dark and chasing June bugs. When she saw a rabbit it was almost impossible to hold her back. She also loved Pumpkin Pie and would stand in the kitchen the entire time Momma was baking them. She had the classic Basset Hound bark, not barking in anger but when she was happy to see you. Her tail was always going in circles like a helicopter blade.
Mollie crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 13th, 2014, where she always feels good and there are no thunderstorms to be afraid of. We miss you so much sweetheart, and we will love you forever.
Momma, Daddy, Sam and Freddie
In January of 2011, we had just lost our 13 year old Dalmation. To find a friend for our other remaining mixed breed dog, we attended a NTBHR event at a strip mall in the mid- cities. We fell in love with a skinny, shy, and trembling Bassett named Carsen, who had been abandoned and had just been treated for heartworms. We adopted him quicky after a home visit, and promptly changed his name to Buster. He just did not look like a Carsen to us!
Buster was the sweetest and quietest hound that we ever saw. He was like a mountain goat jumping to the highest point on couches and chairs to snooze for hours at time. He loved the dog park, car rides, doggie day care, and towards the end a never ending love for chicken jerky strips. Very sadly, we had to take Buster to the Rainbow Bridge due to his two month battle with lymphoma on Saturday May 10th. Our second rescued Bassett Hound George is sad, as are we, in this time of a sweet rescued hound's absence from our lives. R.I.P. Buster.
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