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It's especially heartbreaking when a beloved hound is called home too early. I'm very sorry for your loss, and his family's pain. Godspeed, precious Otis...

Godspeed, precious puppers... you are forever safe now and have joined the ranks of our beloved Bridge angels. May your suffering not be in vain.

My heartfelt condolences to Cassie's family and all whose hearts were touched by her. Godspeed, precious Cassie...

Oh no... Another beloved pup was called home early. I'm so very sorry for your loss. Godspeed, Reuben James.

What a beautiful tribute to your beloved Tex. May you always feel his loving spirit with you, and know that someday you will be together again. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn’s rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die…. ~Anonymous

I'm so sorry to hear that Lori has passed. I remember your first post a few days ago, and was hoping you'd have much more time with your baby girl. Blessings to you for sharing your heart and home with her for all those years, and Godspeed, precious Lori.

Jeff, I'm very sorry for your loss. Godspeed, beautiful Lexie.

How heartbreaking! At least Niles knew he was loved and cherished in the care of Dave and Debbie. Godspeed, precious pup... and many hugs to his loving family.

My heart aches for you and I know what pain you're feeling right now. I recently lost my heart dog from OS, too. I'm sure all of our Bridge angels will take the very best care of your precious boy. May you always know that his loving spirit is with you forever. Godspeed, sweet Salvador.

My heart is breaking for you. I know your pain all too well... Manly is whole again, and will be with you always in spirit. Godspeed, sweet boy...

Just reading this topic brought tears to my eyes. I miss my baby boy, Wells, so very much... Giving him kisses between his eyes, tummy and chest rubs on his warm bare skin, ear scritches and hearing him groan with pleasure when I got the ear spot just right, feeling him snuggling against me when I woke up most mornings, and his constant companionship. He went most places with me in the car, and followed me like a shadow everywhere in my home. Oh what I would gladly give for another day with my precious boy... edited: can't spell when crying...

I'm so sorry for your loss of your precious Pele.

How heartbreaking. This precious soul is finally "home" in the loving care of all our Bridge angels. Godspeed, sweet Buddy.

What a touching tribute to your beloved Strider. Godspeed, precious boy...

I'm very sorry for your loss. Lily sounds like she was a beloved and cherished family member. May you always feel her loving spirit with you.

I'm so very sorry for the loss of your precious girl. I also recently lost my heart dog, and know your grief all too well. Let yourself grieve... cry, be angry, whatever emotions surface. In time, she will probably send you another deserving soul to help heal your heart. Our Bridge angels have extraordinary wisdom and are always watching out for us.

Yes, a bittersweet day for you. Your passion for greyhounds which was begun by your beloved Bullet, has been nurtured by those special hounds like Waldo who follow in his footsteps. Adopting Waldo and loving him for the goof that he is is a wonderful way to honor your angel boy.

I'm very saddened for your loss... Know that your precious girl is whole again, flying on swift feet, grinning down at you from the Bridge. Your tribute to her was very touching. She was certainly a cherished baby girl. Godspeed, sweet Starla.

Pilot must be very pleased about the book you wrote. A light turned on is a most perfect sign to give you...

My heart aches for you, losing your precious boy all too early.

I'm very sorry for your loss... and know your heartache all too well. May you always feel your sweet princess's loving spirit with you.

What a lovely memorial for your beloved Momma.

I am so deeply touched by the tremendous support and compassion I have received, as well as the loving light that has guided Wells to a higher place. I feel honored to be part of the Greytalk community. Thank you so very much! I will ask my Angel baby for a sign...

May ’95 to March 31, 2005 With great sorrow and heartache of his momma and so many whose hearts he touched, Wells was lovingly released to the Bridge yesterday. The dreaded OS claimed yet another one of our fine friends. :weep Wells, AKA Angel, sweet baby, baby boy, baby cakes, snuggle bunny… you get my drift… was and is my heart dog. I was honored to share my heart and home with him for 8 years. He contributed greatly to greyhound adoption in his charming gentle ways with strangers, while at my office almost daily, at numerous meet and greets, on placement home visits with new adopters, and in any social setting he found himself. He loved road trips and was a terrific traveler, joining me on two trips to Kanab, Montana, and many Oregon travels. He loved to go on local errands, and essentially was glued to my side whenever possible. It was impossible to sneak out of a room without him lifting an eyelid or cocking an ear, aware of my presence at all time. He patiently tolerated numerous fosters, teaching them the finer points of roaching, and demonstrating how they might someday be able to own their own couch, and snuggle in bed with their future moms. He will be sorely missed by Scooter, the Siamese who loved on Angel whenever he had the chance. Angel had the softest ears that were quite magical, almost as if he had extra muscles in which he could arrange them about his head, depending upon his mood. As I learned to read his “ear language” I could tell what was up with him. He loved to be touched, and would close his eyes at the first stroke, as if to fully absorb the loveliness of being touched. We spent many an hour napping together, and snuggled up on the coach. He had the most contented sigh ever as he settled in for a nap… that nickering sound that a horse makes, blowing air through his puffed cheeks. Angel loved his stuffies, and especially Big Bunny. When he was excited, he’d grab one of his babies, shake it and nit it madly. He knew just how to use a stuffie as a pillow, and would diligently guard the best ones under his chin. Although he was short-changed in the fur department, his skin was incredibly soft, and he had a rather large wardrobe for every season, which he wore proudly, including his yellow jammies with blue dinosaurs. I loved the way he pranced as he walked with such a proud stance. He was quite regal and proper, when he wasn’t being a full-blown goof. I know he was met at the Bridge by his grey pals Sandee and Shari, and that one day I’ll be reunited with him. For now, I carry his loving spirit with me always in my heart. Godspeed, my most precious baby boy…

Although I never met Old Fella in person, my heart was touched by him, and I, too, am crying with you for the loss of his light in our world. What a fine sweet gent he was. May you know that his loving spirit will be with you always... and he is now in the care of our beloved Bridge angels. Godspeed, precious boy. Many hugs, Cheryl and Scott, for opening your hearts to him in his time of need, and loving him so mightily.