In Memory
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
To Jesse, Bill’s Best Friend
Nine years ago, Bill Dahlmann brought home a small wiry-haired mass of wiggles. This was his new pup, Jesse, a Wire-Haired Pointing Griffon.
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In memory of our dear dogger friend Harlow. Danny will miss cuddling with you but Lulu is
happy to see youLove, Danny, Lulu, Olive, Stephanie, & Andrew.
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In memory of Gayle Payne’s Weim, Gracie Payne. Gayle is the mother of Nicholas Payne who adopted his dog, Dash, from WWR several years ago. Gracie led a long life of 11 years.
Patrick Conner
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In memory of Dexter, who was adopted from WWR when he was around seven or eight years old.
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Jackson came to us as an older, gentleman dog. His previous companion had died, and the family couldn’t keep him. I fostered him for a couple of months, long enough to realize that this fine, handsome 10-year-old dog was a real jewel.
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Lacie was a stray when she came into rescue at 18 mos old. Lacie was a sweet, loving gentle lady. She would always welcome fosters, and others into my home with love.
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In Memory of Arabella Camille
Arabella was a four-month-old pup when we first met. But unlike most silky Weimy pups with mischievous blue eyes, she was nearly hairless and scabby with anxious, frantic blue eyes.
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Jessie came to us on August 27, 2009. She was about 2 years old. She was timid and willing to please and please she did! She was the sweetest baby girl we have ever had.She would knock you down with her kisses. She loved her family and our kids were HER kids. She loved them so
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For Gracey by Ronday Latina
Where are they buried?
The bones of the beasts of old?
Their coats of ginger and grey and black and tabby?
In hasty graves marked by the tears of those they loved and served.
Marked by sighs and sorrow and stories, but lost as memories become twilight.
In loving memory of sweet Ruby, who rescued Matt when she was about 11 years young. Ruby was incredibly sweet and patient. She loved going on walks through the park with her favorite person.