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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 ________________________________________________________ Memorials This page is dedicated to our basset hounds that have gone to the rainbow bridge.A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
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Another special Basset hound went to the Rainbow Bridge today. When we saw Macey's picture and bio on the Basset Rescue web site we were in love. When her foster parents brought her over on a Saturday morning we knew she was the Basset for us. She was such a sweet shy little girl. After we adopted her, we changed her name to Layla (yes after the Eric Clapton song) and she quickly fit into our home becoming the center of attention. One of our neighbors gave her a toy that looked like a tree trunk with three toy squirrels inside. This quickly became her favorite "baby". She would get it out of her toy bucket and run through the house with it shaking the squirrels out of the tree trying to get somebody to chase her and throw her baby squirrels She loved her walks after her breakfast and dinner and would bark at us to hurry up and get her leash. Afterwards she would curl up in your lap and stay there as long as you would let her. She loved having those beautiful ears and her freckled tummy rubbed!!! We frequently took her for rides around our community on our golf cart, but as she got a little older this became her favorite thing to do. She even got to the point where she would sit on the golf cart seat in the garage just waiting for you to take her for her ride. Sadly, several months after we adopted her she began to experience some minor back issues. She would occasionally start limping and showing some weakness in her hind legs. You could tell that she had been a jumper in her previous life as we had to really work with her to break her of the habit. As she got older her back slowly became worse and we had many trips to the vet for steroid injections and prescriptions. One morning almost four years to the day after Layla came into our lives she lost the use of her back legs. It came suddenly as she had been on two walks and her cart ride the previous day. A trip to the vet revealed what we already knew. We could either subject her to a back surgery with only a 50% success rate or put her down. After many tears watching her struggle to drag herself around and watching her age rapidly over the past year from all of the steroids we decided to not let her suffer any more. The loss of our sweet little girl has left a huge hole in our hearts and lives. We know she's in a better place now with no pain, lots of other basset friends, with walks and rides every day. We love you sweetie and we'll see you on the other side of the bridge when our time comes. Mark and Michelle Jones 
Linus was our original hound adopted from NTBHR in the spring of 2008, and we had the good fortune to have him in our lives as both a young hound and a senior until sadly we said our final goodbye on February 19, 2019. We knew that day was coming, as that was part of the price of having a truly loyal and loving hound in our home, but it doesn’t ever make it easier. You graciously shared your home and bonded with two other great hounds we adopted after your arrival, Daisey in 2009 and Arnold in 2013. You had to see them go to the Rainbow Bridge ahead of you, but we take comfort in knowing they are there, along with Jason, to greet you. Your favorite resting place on the bed misses you, and the back yard isn’t quite the same without you in it, but we accepted the trust you put in us to decide when it was time. Farewell only for now Linus, and enjoy meeting Jason and seeing Daisey and Arnold again. We love you and say thank you for being here for us all as long as you were. Robyn and Barry Vercoe 
Queen Elizabeth was the given name by NTBHR. She was affectionately renamed LIZZIE ROSE when she joined my life on July 21, 2007. We had quite a run - went to our first Basset Shuffle - took first prize for costume, second prize for hat and the best prize - 2nd place for largest feet. . Imagine giving a woman a prize for large feet. I can hear those "Sweet Feet" running in back of me - if I stopped too quickly, Lizzie would run into the back of my legs. Sometimes I would do that on purpose. She was a prize of Bassets . She filled 15 months of my life with warmth, companionship and love. Lizzie didn't bark until I took her to the dog park with the other Basset Beauties, and there, after the run of the hounds, she started to bark. Quite a sight and sound for us all. I soon realized Lizzie didn't hear very well - hardly at all - and wish she had heard all those compliments and all that praise she deserved. I know she knew. I touched her head or hugged her or poked her each time she was near. I wanted her to know she was safe and wanted. Lizzie battled through many ailments, many trips to the Vet - a lot of pain and discomfort, but still remained always at my side. Pancreatitis was too much for Lizzie Rose and our precious run came to an end on October 20, 2008. I don't regret those short 15 months, I don't regret adopting Lizzie. She strengthened my soul. My sweet Lizzie Rose. Belly Rubs to Lizzie, Claudia Ruzanic 
My best friend and companion of 13 years passed away on March 13, 2020 Words can not describe the love and joy he brought to me. He was the love of my life. As I shared when I adopted him, he truly is the one who rescued me. Tyla Aguilar 
Lupe went to the Rainbow Bridge just after Thanksgiving, 2005. When we returned from Seattle, she stopped eating which was a sure sign that something was wrong. She was diagnosed with kidney failure and after three days of IVs didn't help, I had to put her to sleep. Lupe was a low maintenance basset. She had apparently had a hard life. All she needed was dinner, a walk, a couch to lay on during the day and a bed at night. She never growled and rarely barked and loved my grandchildren. She was the only dog I ever had that would stare you straight in the eye. Although we only had Lupe for a year we miss her. The day before she went to the vet for her final stay, she got to go to Fort Woof, one of her favorite places. She seldom interacted with the other dogs, but she loved to get petted by everyone in the park. We miss you girl. Otto & Linda, Snoopie and Natalie Click a letter to find an animal or view all.
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