Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. Here he or she is restored to former health and vigor. There are meadows and hills for them to run and play together. All ill animals are restored to health, those who were hurt or maimed are whole again. They are all happy except for one thing - they miss their special person. But a day comes when one stops and looks into the distance. Her bright eyes shine. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, legs carrying her faster and faster. You have been spotted. When you meet your special friend you cling together and happy kisses rain upon your face. You never will be parted again. Then you cross The Rainbow Bridge together. When greyhounds are involved ,many hounds may follow a very special person across the Bridge
Darrell Darrell Darrell
How could we have ever changed your name? Your name was amusing just like your ears. It was your mission in life to make people smile which started the day you arrived at the kennel. All the volunteer remembered you and your "flip-flopity" ears as you got off the truck. At the M&G's, the Greyhound admirer's smiled as they tried moving your goofy ears around on your head thinking they could straighten them out. I had great expectations of you winning a trophy in the funniest ears contest at Midwest Reunion. As we waited our turn, someone passed out goodies. Once you got in your "Cookie Alert Mode", those ears perked up as if they had starch in them. Since you would do anything for a cookie, you learned 4 cute tricks to win a 1st place trophy the following year in the best trick contest. We mostly called you "Our Little Thief". From large seat cushions to sweaters (taken right off my shoulders), we were always surprised at what you would steal and where we would find it. Many a time I had to gimp down the hallway (smiling of course) searching for a lost shoe. At walk time you took charge of Priscilla's leash and off to the door you two went. You liked to have furry friends come for visits. When it was time for your guests to go , a leash went in your mouth and you pulled the unsuspecting dogs, one at a time, to the door as if to say " Here's your hat, what's your hurry?" There you go again, putting smiles on everyone's faces. Oh, yes, then there was the time we walked in the LaGrange Pet Parade. At the finish area were buckets of water lined up for all the thirsty critters in the parade. You took a drink from the first bucket, then decided to cool your front paws in it, and then continued to drink from the next one. Many smiles that day too. You were our Personality Plus Boy. Darrell, we were blessed with the precious 3 years and 3 months we had with you. They were "Priceless". You left our world but never our hearts. Rest in peace, sweet boy!
-Marge, John and Priscilla Curtis
It has been a very hard thing for me to sit and write about our Tess. Her passing was so fast, I don’t know if I will truly ever get over it. But that aside, she was a wonderful gift. Her spirit was abounding. She loved everyone (except maybe barky small dogs). She was Miss Congeniality and the best donation getter of our club. All we had to do is get the Greyhound bag out and she was ready to do her thing. She loved being with her Greyhound pals and the people who love them. On her daily walks she greeted all the neighbors like long lost friends. They were always glad to see her and give her a big hug. We will always miss you baby but you are no longer in pain and we will see you, once again, at the bridge.