November Rainbow Bridge

Griffin

Griffin

We adopted Griffin from MWCR in September of 2010. He has had the best disposition and was a great companion. In 2013 he passed his therapy dog test and observations, and began coming to work with me two days a week. He touched many lives during his few years at “work”. We believe Griffin was nine years old, but may have been older. He had several health problems, including thyroid issues, arthritis, and at the end they thought colitis. Griffin stopped eating, would not take his pills, and ended up dying in his sleep while being boarded at Kind Vet while we were out of town. We will miss our Griffie! – Marlae Cox-Kolek

 

Nemo went to the Bridge on Friday, Nov. 11. His person wrote this before he made the trip: Earlier today, Nemo and I walked through Hartley. It was a slow walk as he doesn't move very fast anymore but nevertheless, it was a good walk. The sun was shining, the leaves have fallen and the fall air was surprisingly warm. Nemo and I have come to relish our small moments in time as both of us know our days together are numbered. As sad as it is, with each and every passing day, it pains me to see my Nemo's inner light slowly fading away, as though someone is turning a dimmer switch lower and lower. There are times when I feel like I'm in a tug- of-war with life and death. I panic and pull with all my might - No, you can't have him just yet! But then God pulls back and reminds me, "he was never yours to keep forever. He is here only for you to love for a short while." I grieve a thousand small deaths of my old boy with each passing day . . . the loss of his physical health, his senses, his strength, his energy, his vitality, and even the spark in his eyes. Breaks my heart to suffer with him through so many small losses and to watch his health and spirit fade away. But this is the final battle . . . the one I know I cannot win. There is only so much that I can do and so much that I cannot do. What I can do is carry on with grace and dignity and all the love that has swelled in my heart these past several years to make his last days on this earth more loving and comfortable. What I can't do is make him young again. Every morning we wake up to thank God for giving us one more day together. When the time comes, I will have to let my Nemo go, and he'll surely take my heart and soul with him. I pray every day for strength for that final today and I will kneel in humility and gratitude that God ever granted me - me of all the millions of people in this world, the most precious gift of this sweet dog's love for so many years. Nemo, my heart dog - my gift from God - You will be in my arms a short while longer but you will be in my heart forever.

Nemo

Nemo went to the Bridge on Friday, Nov. 11. His person wrote this before he made the trip: Earlier today, Nemo and I walked through Hartley. It was a slow walk as he doesn’t move very fast anymore but nevertheless, it was a good walk. The sun was shining, the leaves have fallen and the fall air was surprisingly warm. Nemo and I have come to relish our small moments in time as both of us know our days together are numbered. As sad as it is, with each and every passing day, it pains me to see my Nemo’s inner light slowly fading away, as though someone is turning a dimmer switch lower and lower. There are times when I feel like I’m in a tug- of-war with life and death. I panic and pull with all my might – No, you can’t have him just yet! But then God pulls back and reminds me, “he was never yours to keep forever. He is here only for you to love for a short while.” I grieve a thousand small deaths of my old boy with each passing day . . . the loss of his physical health, his senses, his strength, his energy, his vitality, and even the spark in his eyes. Breaks my heart to suffer with him through so many small losses and to watch his health and spirit fade away. But this is the final battle . . . the one I know I cannot win. There is only so much that I can do and so much that I cannot do. What I can do is carry on with grace and dignity and all the love that has swelled in my heart these past several years to make his last days on this earth more loving and comfortable. What I can’t do is make him young again. Every morning we wake up to thank God for giving us one more day together. When the time comes, I will have to let my Nemo go, and he’ll surely take my heart and soul with him. I pray every day for strength for that final today and I will kneel in humility and gratitude that God ever granted me – me of all the millions of people in this world, the most precious gift of this sweet dog’s love for so many years. Nemo, my heart dog – my gift from God – You will be in my arms a short while longer but you will be in my heart forever. – Sally Ringsred

 

Ruby

Ruby

Ruby went to the rainbow bridge today (Nov. 14). She was 14 years old. Ruby came to me as a foster five years ago and has been with me ever since. She will truly be missed. – Monty Witt

 

Marley

Marley

Our hearts are very heavy. Marley left us yesterday (Nov. 12). It was such a difficult decision but felt like what he wanted. He had degenerative nerve disease. We struggled a bit but he hung in there with his huge heart and smiling eyes until the last week when he lost all function in his back legs. We are so sad to lose our precious baby. My sister, Mary Ann, Karen and I were with him when he died. We can never thank you enough for bringing Marley to us. He meant everything to my mother and took care of her around the clock. He took care of all of us for these many years and was such a special addition to our family. – Chris Senn

 

Lacey

Lacey

Dear Friends @ MWCR, I lost my darling collie dog Lacey the day before Thanksgiving. It was a terribly sad day and yet during this Thanksgiving season I was so thankful that we got to spend part of our lives together. Lacey was seven when I adopted her from MWCR, and almost 12 when she passed. She lost control of her back legs and hips. I couldn’t stand to see her collapse to the floor. She wanted so badly to get up and so I would help her but then she would fall before completing a single step. My heart ached. My daughter Emily  lives with me and I would like to share what she has written and shared with our friends and family. Thank-you so much for bringing Lacey and me together. She taught me what unselfish love is. In her last hours her eyes said it all.  – Sincerely, Robert Heussner

It is with a sad heart that we had to say goodbye to this beautiful girl yesterday. My dad adopted Lacey about 4½ years ago from the Minnesota Wisconsin Collie Rescue. The day her foster mom brought her to the house, we instantly fell in love with her beautiful collie face and sweet demeanor. The rescue site had described her as the “almost perfect dog”, which she was. She was sweet, oh so gentle, well behaved, and funny! We soon came to realize that the “almost” referred to her love for barking. She didn’t discriminate against who she barked at …  little old ladies, girls on pink bikes, men, women, big dogs, small dogs, and the occasional cement statue of a dog. Despite my best efforts to rank as #1 human in her life by giving her small tokens of human food and a never ending supply of belly rubs, she was my dad’s dog through and through. You could see how much she adored him in the way she watched him with her soulful eyes and the playful way she would nudge his arm with her long collie nose. She had a long nose and she knew how to use it. It came in handy for floor surfing, herding her humans, as a nudging device when she wasn’t given an ample amount of attention, and for fun stuff like flipping the couch pillows in the air. I laid awake the other night thinking about the things I would miss most about my girl and so many things came to mind like the way she would stumble out of bed in the middle of the night groggy, with bed head to get a drink of water, the way she would lean into me while I was giving her a hug, how she would burp in my face when I’d go to give her a kiss on the nose, and the enthusiastic greetings she would give, even if you had only been gone for 10 minutes. R.I.P, Goob, Thanks for being such a great dog! Your presence is sorely missed. – Emily Heussner

 

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