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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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Adopted from NTBHR- Oct 1998, Died Feb 20, 2006 We had to take Tanner into the vet Monday and have him put to sleep. The tumor on his spleen had spread. He had developed carcinoma lesions on his skin since the tumor had spread to his lymph nodes. They were also coming up in some very physically uncomfortable places. He would not eat at all some days and his weight loss was pretty significant. Dana took him for a ride in the truck and to the park for a little while before going to the vet with him. I know that he is in a better place now where he can bark as much as he likes and may even learn to howl so he can join the Basset Hound Angel Choir. The Nuckols Family 
In memory of Tracker Mitchell 11/96 — 5/8/08 In July of 2000, I signed up to foster a basset hound. By August a sweet 4 year old boy, who was now at his third home (in 4 yrs), came up our driveway. He was a little unsure, but excited to be here. As his previous owners, of two years, drove away he was a bit confused, but soon realized he could easily adjust to this rather plush life. He came to live with my other basset Chloe and me, in Stephenville, TX, where he became a certified college dog. A month later there was a family interested in adopting Tracker, but they needed a picture to see if he was “BASSET” ENOUGH! Then and there it was decided, Tracker would have a permanent home, with the Mitchells! Tracker Mitchell lived with Chloe and me, from August of ’00 until I graduated in December of ’02. He was the greatest college dog ever! He even came to class with me. The college friends and bands we met along the way still talk about him! After 2 ½ years of college he went to a new owner, my mom! Tracker and my mom formed an unbelievable bond! When Chloe and I moved out, he stayed with my parents and became an official “barrel racing basset” (my parents go to barrel races throughout Texas and Oklahoma)! Tracker was always along for the ride, especially since he was always allowed to “go trackin”! As Tracker aged his life only improved, he ate filet mignon, salmon, and pork tenderloin regularly! On Thursday, May 8, 2008 Tracker unexpectedly passed away. While a major part of our lives are lost, he left us in a true basset fashion. He was constantly in trouble for getting in the flower bed, so he decided it would be the best place to take his last nap. We are still struggling with our loss, but know he made it to the Rainbow Bridge. The line in Rainbow Bridge reads, “Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster“, but we know Tracker and he will most likely mosey, get a little side tracked, and have to mark some things on his way. Tracker made every day a little more entertaining and although he is missed, he was a great blessing! We miss you Tracker Boy! Joe, Susie, Melanie, and Chloe Mitchell Click a letter to find an animal or view all.
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