Rainbow Bridge…Shelties Remembered
Just this side of heaven is a place called 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.
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 Rainbow Bridge together….
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Peanut
Dear Sheltie Rescue,
We are saddened to advise you that our wonderful sheltie, Peanut, passed away this morning with both of us at his side. We adopted Peanut in June, 2018 despite your agency’s advice that he “might not be adoptable” because of the horrific abuse he had endured at the hands of his “so called masters” and that his remaining time with us might be cut short because of his awful treatment. My reaction to your representative was: “He is a pedigree shetland sheepdog, right? And shelties are collies, right? Then he is adoptable! Where can we go to see him?” We spoke to his foster mother, Joy, made an appointment and drove to her home in Somerville shortly thereafter with our two year old sheltie, Angus, to meet him. The result was more than 3 years of wonderful experiences and memories with him and who our vet Dr. Cerf says thrived under our care.
Peanut was the sixth sheltie with us since 1995 and four of them were adopted without regard to their age or health. Peanut is the ninth collie in John’s life in his almost 80 years from age 4 including 3 rough collies and each was as special to him as every other.
Thank you, John and Hannah
Blaze
It is with great sadness that we had to say goodbye to Blaze as she crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. Blaze was one of the Newark 3 Black & Blue Crew taken into rescue after their previous owner was unable to care for them. The three shelties had to go through a rough time at first, being taken to the Newark Shelter and then into 2 week quarantine in a kennel. Blaze had not been doing well through that ordeal but we were hoping that once we got her into her foster home she would mend.
Blaze was a loving, sweet little sheltie who drew you in with her look, THOSE EYES. Everyone who met her fell in love with her. She was a very low key, quiet sheltie but she did finally bark in her foster home, where she was very much loved and cared for. Blaze was definitely one of those dogs, those special dogs who immediately become love itself, in dog form. Her foster only had her for a short time and she did have 8+ loving years in her previous home so Blaze knew she was loved. We all miss you, Blaze. You wi9ll remain in our hearts and memories forever.
Phipp
In great sorrow, I’m reporting my Phipp (formerly Mattie) was taken away by cancer.
What a love she was. Smart, energetic, patient with me, (I am an old man) and was my shadow. Her eyes were bright and intent……always wondering what signal I would give her next. She was deaf. Her favorite toy was a squeeky skunk! It always had to be in bed with us. What a hoot! She would drop it on my chest, so I would fuss over it too. Generous sharing!
She’s free, for that I am grateful.Thanks for letting me adopt her. She was 11 yrs. old.
