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These Greyhounds have crossed the
Rainbow Bridge and will be remembered fondly by their families...
Click on the thumbnails below for a larger picture.
Seamus, loved by The McKearneys |
Happy
passed away at the young age of 7 from aggressive soft tissue
cancer. |
Lily - is missed by the Minardis |
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Snowshoes
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missed by the Luliucci’s |
Tequila is missed by the Hickeys |
AL, my adopted former racing
greyhound dog died peacefully at home, May 8, 2004. AL was
my faithful companion for over 11 years and will be greatly
missed.
He would have been age 14 this
October and has been failing for some months.
Art Spector
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Zuzu
is missed so much, The love and affection she gave to us,
she was very special. Thanks for bringing her into our lives. -
Al, Wendy and brother Gus
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 Don Julio aka "Bubba"- Passed
away at the young age of 7 on September 1, 2004 after a
courageous battle with Osteosarcoma & Valley Fever. Loved by
The Hickeys & companion Greyhound sisters, Tequila & Scampi.
A gorgeous fawn brindle boy with a gentle heart who helped
his very shy sister, Tequila, adjust to retired life. Don
Julio was also a nominee for the Nevada Veterinary Medical
Association's 2003 Animal Hall of Fame Award honoring
animals who exemplify the strength and value of
the human/animal bond. Nominated for the award as a result
of his "life giving" emergency blood donation to a German
Shepherd named, Star dearly loved by her owner, Joyce.
Bubba's blood donation gave Star & Joyce the chance to have
a little more time together.
From Star
to Shooting Star
By Rita Hickey
(see
article)
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Gunner
was known by everyone in the Carson Valley Gardnerville/
Minden area. The kids just loved him. I had him in every
fund raiser, costume money raiser, craft shows in Reno and
Carson Valley and he was my constant Good Will Ambassador
for the awareness events for the adoption of ex-racers.
Since I was the coordinator of the monthly meet and greets
in Carson City Petsmart for our group up there Nevada
Greyhounds Unlimited he was there always.
When he came to
me he was not yet two, he had stitches in his side and
back. Very withdrawn and shy straight off the Phoenix
track. Very mistreated but once he learned to trust me he
was my kindred spirit forever. He never did overcome his
shyness and fear without me. This didn't stop him from
totally enjoying the involvement with the activities. He
especially liked the parades. We would always be one of the
walking hounds next to the floats because he was good with
kids. He just needed me there with him at all times.
As you can see
from one of the pictures he was a celebrity in the
newspaper. This always happened whenever we entered
anything. This night was the annual Carson Valley Parade of
Lights. It is a VERY LARGE parade lasts about 2 hours. The
main highway is closed down and there are usually about 100
or more floats entered. It kicks off the holiday season.
We represented the Sertoma Civic Club this night. The theme
this year was Wild Animals Celebrate/Winter in the Sierras.
I made our costumes. I was a snow bunny and he was a
greyhound pretending to be as a reindeer. I had his
antlers. feet and tail lit up with lights that went on and
off. The kids just loved him and ran out to pet him all
night.
Please find a
place to celebrate this gentle sweet soul's life. It was
short but he is greatly loved to this day and remains in my
heart and many others hearts as well.
Track name:
Gunslinger's Rain forever home name: Gunner - July 2001-Dec.
2005
forever kindred spirit and owner: Dawn Barr
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Ronnie Driver |
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Empty Collar –
Empty Heart
It was a sunny
but cool December afternoon when the final decision was made to
take Ronnie into see her Veterinarian. Ronnie had been battling
a rapid onset of Osteosarcoma as well as her slowly developing
kidney disease. To forgo any details of Ronnie’s state that day,
I will say she was not as majestic as she always presented
herself, but left us as dignified as ever.
The next
morning on my way to work, I looked over and saw Ronnie’s collar
lying in the passenger seat and for a moment my heart felt very
empty. But then I began to reminisce of the wonderful times
spent with her. Coming home to a 65 pound lady dancing or
running in a circle at full speed in a space of 8x8, wanting to
know where I have been; racing me from the laundry room to the
kitchen with dinner in hand – she always won; laying next to my
chair and pawing at my arm up with her front leg as to say “how
about some more petting”; watching her run, growl, and bark in
her dreams – don’t know if she ever caught it; looking up from
the kitchen floor as to ask “am I in your way?” or the look of
“what” when ever she was guilty of something; only dog that ever
beat me in a staring contest; beating any of us upstairs when it
was time for bed or taking a nap – she was really good at the
nap thing.
Even though I
have plenty of family that surrounds me and two dachshunds
always afoot, Ronnie always filled a special place in my heart
and played an important part of my life, as she will continue in
my memories. Some say that she was lucky to find our home. Au
contraire, we were the lucky ones!
Yes, Ronnie
was quite the Queen of attitudes and she wore the cowlick on her
neck as her crown. Our time of just over 2 years, blessed with
her presence, will never be enough. She will be truly missed.
But you know, I came home that same day to two dachshunds
dancing around wanting to know where I have been…
Ronnie Driver
1/1/1996 – 12/6/2006
A good Friend
With love – The Bussey Family |
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Rainbow Bridge
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....
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