The Rainbow Bridge
What is the 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 and 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 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. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers.

Suddenly he begins to break away 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.
Our Beloved Rescues who have gone to the Bridge
Adam
This is Adam. Our first puppy born on February 6, 2006. He was
born breach and went immediately to the bridge. He is survived
by his sister Eva and his mom LaRue, one of the puppy mill dogs
surrender on Jan 24th. God Speed little man!
Nellie
Our little Nellie held on as long as she was needed by her little
ones. She must have been in pain all along but she played with her babies
every day. She came for treats and hugs and pets from her FM. She was
happy. This is what this little angel remembers.
She is resting at last. After 12 1/2 years of slavery she spent the last four
months of her life in freedom and saw her last litter of babies go to happy
forever homes. She rejoiced with them. She delighted in them. And when they
were gone she was finished.
Our wonderful Nellie has needed a dental all along. She lived for 12 years in a
Puppy Mill. She never saw a vet. She never got flea preventive or HW
preventives. She came to us pregnant again even though she was over 12
years old. She had a cough. She had no congestive heart failure. She did not
have Canine flu. What she had was a lifetime in a puppy mill having beautiful
babies so the miller could have her pups and the money they brought. Nellie
was a quiet girl who was very loving. Only one day after her babies had gone
to their forever homes, born in freedom and raised in love then gone from her
sight, her body gave out. Yes, she held out as long as they had needed her
and then she gave in to the pain. . . to her own suffering. The rotten teeth in her
mouth had set up an infection that ate through the bone of her jaw. There was
nothing to fix. Nothing to run wires through to help her heal. She would slowly
starve to death and be in great pain while this happened to her.
Today the wonderful doctors at Midway tried everything they could think of to
find a way to fix her, but it was not to be. I got the call and I called our board
members. It was agreed by all of us that we should let our Beautiful girl Nellie
go in peace. She is asleep now. Dreaming at the Bridge of her children playing
happy in their homes. She waits for those who will join her.
Our Nellie will be cremated and returned here to SBRKY Home Office.  I will
find a pretty urn for her ashes and place them in a special place to remind us
of her sweet and gentle loving ways...Of her determination to hold out for her
babies. She will always be there to strengthen our resolve to end the suffering
in the puppy mills. Her suffering done. God speed Nellie. You are much loved.
You are missed.
On August 7, 2006 this brave little girl lost her battle to regain her health and went on to
the bridge. Held prisoner for her beauty, this little angel with the sweetest disposition
spent her shortened life in a puppy mill bringing puppy after puppy into the world for the
miller who made a slave of her. She came to us just a few short weeks ago when it was
already too late to save her. She had mammary tumors and a swollen, gas filled uterus
and foul smelling teeth. Although treated from the day she arrived this girl had no
chance. Her liver failed and she was losing weight at a rate of a pound every 48 hours.
She fought to come back time and time again and we kept hoping she was winning the
battle but today she could fight no more and she went to the bridge. I managed to get
there before she went and I stayed with her and told her about the bridge and how it
would be. This sweet baby looked weakly around and then into my eyes. I watched as
she left. All I could do is cry for my own sadness at missing her, but in truth she is now
free, this sweet baby with the number 7 tattooed in her ear. She is free of pain and will
suffer no more. She is running free and young again and waiting . . . at the bridge. God
speed sweet, sweet angel. Bubo, who never got to know you as his little sister misses
you as do his mom and dad Debbie and Daniel. And your mama Bobbie can't find the
words to say how much she misses you.
NOTE: After she passed the vets at Midway did an autopsy and she also had cancer. It
was the cancer that killed our sweet Mia.