Because Of You Chihuahua Rescue
Dedicated to: Cha Cha, Valiente and Pedro
No longer at our feet, forever in our hearts...
The Rainbow Bridge
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.
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...
Pedro
Born ? Went to the Bridge 04-07-08
To Pedro (my baby man),
I should be crying tears of happiness for you, that you are now with God, young, happy, healthy and again with Valiente. The stingy part of me misses you too much right now to stop crying these sad tears. Today I went to the vet's office and held you, I kept asking you to wake up. You were so softly laying there with your little turned up nose, and your fur was so thick, white and soft. I rocked you for a long time and held you up to my shoulder so I could get you close, not believing that this was it...and then you were gone...Goobye my little guy. No greater love have I ever known! Love, Mom (written by Pedro's foster mom, Barbara)
Jazzy
Jazzy-Went to heaven on
I brought you back to my home, fed you a big dinner, hoping that what you needed was good food. I petted you but you were so shy. The next morning I took you to the vet’s office and left you, to have him check you over. My plan was to come get you after work. Well, that was the last time I ever got to tell you that it would all be better. I was so wrong. X-rays showed you had no room in your chest for your heart to beat. And a blood test showed heartworms so bad that he said you would never live through the heartworm treatment... So we made the sad decision to send you to God...
I have your ashes and I will always love and remember you. I am angry every time I think of you and how someone let you get this bad. There were so many things that could have been done to save you if anyone had cared enough to do it earlier... You are another reason I do rescue work... I will save others in your memory. Jazzy, as I named you (but you never had time to know it), play and be happy and healthy, I will see you again
Love, your rescue mom
Prissy
Went to be with God on 6-23-08
I have your favorite toy, and when I look at it, I miss you all the more...
I loved you from the first time I saw you and the fear in your eyes, at my touch. I loved you through all the biting, and growling. Someone who hurt you so badly, should also be hurt equally as bad. How could they do that to you?????
Love, your rescue mom
Blondie
I knew you were at the Moore shelter for a week, while you waited for your owners to come looking for you. I also knew you were probably not lost but dumped and so no one would come for you. But the rules say you must wait to see “If”. Well, I was right, and so on your freedom day, I was there to take you to a safe place.
It was October 2nd, 2008. I looked at you laying there. As if you had given up. You were defeated and all hope was gone. But you were still frightened enough to be snarly. I talked to you, and were looking you over. I saw a front leg that had been broken and was not tended to, so it was crooked. You had cataracts on both eyes and a tumor growth on one. You looked grossly over weight. You were covered with ticks and large sores where ticks had been. Your toenails were long and curled and looked as if they had a fungus on them. BUT I saw beauty and a dog who needed me. Where was the love? I was determined to fix the things that were wrong, and make you whole and show you the love!
I gathered you up and put you gently in the front seat of the car. You sat up in the car seat and looked around. I thought you acted like you wanted to bite me, but you didn’t. I petted you all the way home. I named you Blondie….
I thought a bath and getting the ticks off, might make you feel better. You were so weak from laying in the cage at the shelter, you could barely stand. So it was quite a time. But I got you bathed and put a sweater on you so you would not get cold. I offered you some GOOD food but you did not eat. They had told me that you would not eat…You looked as if you could miss the meal and be fine, since you were so heavy.
You slept that night on a dog bed in the living room.
I worried about you all night and the next morning I took you to the vet’s office, early. We did blood work and he gave you a complete exam and we found out what was wrong! First of all, you were not eating because you couldn’t. Your mouth was just a mass of infection. (Rotten teeth, bloody gums, etc.)
The infection in your mouth had probably caused the infection that caused you to be in heart failure. Since the infection goes to the blood stream and then travels to the heart where it settles in the valves. You had a heart mummer. And you had a large tumor on your liver, (it was not your being over weight). And you hurt when picked up so you tried to bite. There were so many things wrong and Dr. Henderson said you were in such pain, we should put you to sleep. And through tears, I agreed because I did not want you to hurt anymore. And I knew you could never be healthy and whole. So I held you while he injected you with the medicine. You went peacefully to sleep and then to heaven where you are playing now!
You were not here with me for long, but you did not die alone in the cold cage at the shelter. I would have done whatever it took if I could have saved you. If only I had gotten you sooner. I will remember you!
Love, mom
Mya 2-19-09
You were brought to me when you were not loved....I loved you the moment I saw you and said "yes, definitely I will take her!" You were so pretty and quiet and well behaved. I took you home to meet the other dogs and you instantly became a part of the pack. I knew you would be easy to find a loving home for, as soon as you received all of your vet work. Sadly you needed surgery on your knees. I thought it would be a good thing, and you would feel better and run and play. Little did I know when I left you at the surgeon's office that morning, that I would never see you again...
He called to say that the surgery was just about completed and suddenly you heart slowed down. They tried to save you, but you just drifted off, up to heaven! I do not understand "why?" I can only guess that God had a need for you up there. I miss you so much and I cried all that day. I went to get your little body and bring it home to bury in the back yard. You were always cold so I put your little pink sweater on you and wrapped you tightly in a blanket, then laid you in the ground. I have a monument stone for you, and planted a red bud tree in your memory.
Goodbye my sweet girl
Mom
Yankee Doodle Dandy
5-8-09
My Yankee Doodle Dandy, given to me by a service family. They did not want you after 14 years of being a family member. How could a parent throw away one of their children?
You had so many problems, as we found out the first day, when you were taken to the vet. A heart murmur level 5, cataracts, arthritis and a mouth of rotten teeth and infection.
It seemed you were so sad, for months….. I think you were waiting for your family to come to get you. But they never even called to check on you!
You began to have water retention and Lasik did not help. You had seizures and you seemed ready to go, so when the doctor said “it was time” I knew I needed to do what was right for you and send you with the angels on high, to your new home in Heaven.
Your young, healthy and without a care, now……..
We miss you, my little soldier man.
We buried you in the back yard and marked your grave. Sadly there are others there, too. I sit by the little tree I planted to shade you, and remember!
Love, your mom
Chiquita
8-28-1995 to 7-29-2009
I miss you old girl. I had you for not such a long time……you came to me on 6-17-2008.
You were my “Chiquita Banana” and although I sang it to you most every day, because you were deaf, you never heard my voice.
You were such a good dog. Sweet to love on and no trouble at home.
You lost your mom and so you came to live with me when none of her family wanted you. You were one of the first permanent residents. I decided you and Peanut made a cute couple, and what a cute pair you were!
We had pictures taken because I knew it was just a matter of time before I lost one of you. You looked so regal sitting on the little sofa at the photograph studio.
You loved car rides, I should have taken you more often.
You slept at the bottom of my bed as if to guard over me at night. You couldn’t use the steps so I had to put you on and off the bed. You slept most of the time, towards the end, but you were always there when it was time to eat!
You played with your toys. There were bags of them, brought to you by your previous family. It was as if you recognized them from all the others. You were an absolute doll!
Then came the red blood filled eye. We saw two vets and one dismissed it. But it did not go away. The other one tested you and said it was glaucoma. He said you were too old and in too bad of health to remove the eye, and besides, you were almost totally blind in the other eye. You had developed a staph infection and had some tumors. I knew the eye bothered you because you rubbed it on everything.
The vet said it was time to “put you to sleep” before your quality of life was gone. So, thru many tears, I held you in my arms as you went softly to God’s waiting arms.
I imagine you young and running in heaven. No responsibilities of caring for your other mom or me.
You were cremated so I can take you with me when my days are done.
I miss you, still there are nights when I look for you, to put you and Peanut on the bed.
Kisses and hugs, Chiquita Banana
Have you had your banana today?
Toro (Petie)
Toro, or as Shannon re-named you, Petie, we lost you today, August 12th, 2009, about 9:10 A.M.
You had a bad night last night, Shannon said. Your cough was so bad, she was going to take you to the vet this morning. God called you to heaven before Shannon could get you to the doctor. Even though she was so torn-up by your passing, she was glad she got to hold you as you left this worldly place for a better place……
You were loved and will be missed little old guy who I first saw hiding under the car at the peoples house where you had stayed for a couple of days. Why had you been thrown away? I know you were not “on the streets” because you ran away from home. Chihuahua’s don’t run away, and you were way too weak and shy!
I hate the people who threw you away. God will punish them…… I know we should not cry and be sad, but we loved you so much- in your feeble body and acting so sad.
God speed dear boy.
Love,
Foster moms Barb and Shannon
Jingles
My little Jingles was not with me for long , but she was the sweetest baby anyone could ever ask for. I found you in the shelter but could not get you out till your time was up, even though no one was coming for you because you were blind and old but I just could not leave you there, so I asked Barb to help me get you out and she did for that I thank her from the bottom of my heart for without her help I would never have had your love for the short time you were with me. Even though I cry as I write this I know you are in a better place no pain and you can see to run and play with the others. I still miss you. You will always be a part of my little family and we'll all see you at the bridge.
Doris
Ladybug
Sent to heaven on September 24, 2009 I barely had time to get to know you before I had to give you up, but in that short time, you stole a little piece of me and I know you had only one wish, as all dogs do. Your only request of me was to LOVE YOU! I hope I filled that request just a little. Find Jingles and wait for me at “the Bridge,” I’ll come for you both. Bye little one, Go WITH MY LOVE……… Mom, Doris
Adora, (as we named you)
We only had you for a few hours, it was hard to say goodbye all the while………
It was so good of the man to stop to move you out of the street after some un-thoughtful person hit you with their car. However, when he found that you were still alive, he should have taken you straight to a vet. Instead, he took you home and allowed you to lay there for a day or two, we are not sure how long. He tried to help, he gave you aspirin for the pain. Then he called us and Connie rushed to you. It was late in the evening, she thought it was your neck that was hurt, even though he had said he thought you had a broken leg.
Oh, how I wish it had been a broken leg, we could have fixed that! Connie took you to the animal emergency hospital, where they diagnosed you and said it was brain trauma and that you were paralyzed and there was no way to know if the swelling in your brain would go down and you would live. It was also a 50- 50 chance that you would never have a normal life. Especially since it had been so long before getting to the vet. The vet told us it would be weeks, maybe months before we would know if you would have any kind of life!
You were in so much pain, you continually cried…..
So the decision was made to put you out of the pain you were in, and let you go to a place where we knew you get well……..HEAVEN
Connie held you in her arms, and I cried for you………
It was September 28, 2009 that we said goodbye
Pablo ( as we named you)
You were a stray that we received a call about , late one evening, the woman said she could not keep you and if we did not come to get you, she would take you to the city animal shelter.
Susie went to look at you and we did bring you home, to Susie’s house………..
We guessed you to be about 10 months to a year old. You were thin, and we were told you had been in the neighborhood for about a week. A small blonde little boy, un-neutered and shy.
We immediately sat up an appointment to get your vet work done. Everything went well, but then a few days later, you quit eating and just laid around. Susie took you to the vet and a couple of days later, you passed away. They gave you antibiotics and fluids and ran tests but never did diagnosis what was wrong! (Only that his white blood count was extremely high and that it was not Parvo.)
You passed away softly on the morning of September 23rd, 2009.
We are so sorry little guy, that we were not there with you when you gave up the fight to live.
We take comfort in knowing you are no longer hungry or in pain, but playing at the other side of the bridge, and we will all be re-united someday!
You will be buried in my backyard, with the others who have not made it. I planted a Redbud tree , in honor of you all….
Mr. Magoo
October 20, 2009
Today my heart broke again. We lost you so fast and unexpected. What a wonderful little man you were. I am so glad you came into my life I would not trade one bit of the heartache I have for the joy you brougt me. I know how hard it was for Barb to give you up to she loved you so much herself. Thank you Barb for allowing me to share the goo man with you. You need not worry now goo about being left in a place unfamilar to you for what ever stupid reason they had for leaving you in the first place. You have been called to come home and even though I think it was to soon, you have now gone across the bridge. I will have an empty pillow tonight, an ache in my heart but lots of joy too knowing that when it is my time you will be waiting for me, a young, healthy, fluffy puppy. You watch for us.
Love your other mother,
Shannon
Mr. Magoo
Lost to us on October 20, 2009
But needed in heaven by God. I do not understand why you were needed now, I was not nearly ready to say goodbye. But God knows the plan and we know he had another job for you.
It all happened so quickly.. You have always had health problems but we thought you were doing well. Then your kidneys stopped and your heart grew tired, and you tried to go off to be alone.
Luckily Shannon was very in tune to your habits and recognized something was wrong. She called to say she was taking you to see Dr. Henderson. He thought you would be better after getting the fluid out of your lungs. But the next morning, Shannon knew you were Not better, but Worse. So again she took you to the doctor. This time the news was not good.
I rushed to your side where we got to say our goodbyes. Your eyes were so sad looking, and confused.
I think you were wondering why Shannon and I were crying so much……Shannon sang to you and we both whispered sweet secrets to you.
Then you were gone. Shannon wrapped you in your blanket.
I knew you first, but since you lived with her the last few months, we now have a forever bond…………
Sweet little goo man, I know you are well now, and will someday turn and see me coming through the gate. Until then, run and play hard with no problems breathing anymore!
Love, mom
My Goo Goo, you will never be forgotten!
Valentine 2-14-10
Th
e angels came this afternoon to lift you up to heaven, to be with God and all the other dogs before you. You will be young again, and happy and will be able to see, feel love and have room to run and play unlike the life you had here on earth, where you were kept caged. You had not one to love you or care about your health. Otherwise you would not have come to me just a cover of mats over bones. And unable to see for all the mats over your eyes. Which I saved after you passed, so I could show people because they would never believe me if I simply told them how bad it was. Your mouth was so bad, teeth, gums and bone, all gone or rotting. No wonder you were so thin, I don’t imagine you could eat. Yet you came with a big bowl of dry kibble in the nasty crate! And your penis was sticking out, it was dry and appeared to be dying tissue. It was stuck to hair and could not go in. How it must have hurt to try to go pee pee. I don’t know if you even could do that either!!!
You were 10 years old, and have probably never had a happy life, and should have weighted about 5 pounds instead of 2. And you should have been a beautifully groomed poodle, not a matted mess.
I tried to cut the mats away, and you were so weak you could not stand. You were not able to hold your head up while we so gingerly tried to cut the mats away. My husband Alan had to help me, to support your little body.………
I called Dr. Chris and was crying, I told him we needed to meet at his clinic and he did. He was so sad for you too, he bent over and kissed your head. We cried for you and decided you were way too weak to try to do anything to help you. We believed you would die on the table and so we decided to do the kindest thing, and give you to God.
You will be cremated and I took pictures of you and this letter will all be with you, here in my home. Someday you, me and all the others who have died, will be laid to rest, together. So they better plan on having extra pall bearers, to carry our weight!
I only knew you for a very short time but could not have loved you more!!!!
God speed, dear boy.
Love, the mom you never got to know
Bonnie Belle 2-18-10
Your name had been Belle, but I knew you probably did not even know it. Your name had been Belle, but I knew you probably did not even know it. So we wanted you to have a new start. Bonnie sounded close, and soon you were coming when called by it.
You were with me such a short time, about 2 weeks.
But we really bonded didn’t we?
You loved sleeping with me, but before you would settle down, you thought I needed a thousand kisses. I wish there were more of them now.
At first you were afraid to move on the bare floors. And when you did try, you only moved backwards. Like a baby learning to crawl. Of course it didn’t help that you had no toes on the back feet. (We were told they had been chewed off through the wire in your cage.)
I bought some new shoe things that looked like balloons, but were intended for traction when outdoors on ice, etc. But they worked great so you could go anywhere in the house you wanted!!! You then had a new found freedom. You followed me everywhere and soon liked riding in the car with me too.
We had your spay done, as soon as possible because you were in heat when you came here. And there was no problem. So why did you not make it through the knee surgery?
You were so crippled, myself and the vets were so excited to be able to give you a new and happy life where you could stand up straight and run.
It was not to be…………… I cried all day, at your loss. I loved you from the day they showed me your picture. I had no idea you were in such a crippled state, but it would not have changed a thing. I was glad to have you and had hoped to make your life so much better. After all, you had no life while at the puppy mill.
I have to tell myself that you are much better off now, in Heaven, where I know all of your problems are gone. But you left behind a mom who misses you so very much.
I know we will meet again someday. So until then, I envision you running with God, in a warm sunny place full of happiness.
Loving you always, Mom