August 28, 2015

White Dog oversaw the lighting of the memorial candle we light every Friday night  and said to the White Dog Army,"This is a very special memorial night. Tonight our entire Blog family comes together to specially celebrate, remember and honor those over the Rainbow Bridge." Here is The White Dog Army, Rainbow Bridge Battalion:

This is Sheena. She was the first dog Steve and I shared our lives with. A rescue from a situation we knew, Sheena was loyal and always grateful for her calm and safe home with us. It was her unknown until too late battle with liver cancer that awakened us to the horrors of the c monster in pets.

This is The Mighty Quinn, The Other White Dog and co-founder of the White Dog Army. The story of the world wide effort to save him from death row in Los Angeles CA and bring him to us is legend. Many of you had a part in creating his miracle. Gentle enigma with soulful eyes, Quinn had a past he never wanted to talk about. He was devoted to Steve.  He was a seizure dog and n he end the c monster of another kind got him, brain cancer. He taught us about the Ultimate Gift.

This is Nuka Angel Marie, Another White Dog. She never believed she was beautiful, despite her skin tags and deafness. Quinn's attentions were the center of her life; he was a friend...and when he died, she could not bear to continue without him. She slept in my arms every night as her grieving took her closer and closer to Quinn. She was my efficient office manager, our fashionista and my wiggy-waggy girl.

This is Oso the Fearless, Oh, Another White Dog. He walked into the WDA as if he knew all his life this is where he belonged. The serious boy always carried an air of old soul wisdom about him. The dementia that ravaged him was mean but his trust was an inspiration as the WDA sheltered and protected him right up until the disease made his body forget how to do its vital functions.

This is Darby Daisy Marie. She came to us as a foster. A 17 yo senior, crushed by being abandoned. With us, she was loved and made to feel wanted as she tried to recover from ill-advised surgery. She was only with us long enough, to feel a sense of belonging (three days) before she joined the others over the Bridge.

This is Taiko the Tender-Heart, Oh Yes! Another White Dog. Broken in spirit and bearing the physical scars of a life of abuse, Taiko found a soulmate in Steve. Together, they rediscovered the ability to love (Quinn saw Steve's pain at HIS loss and sent this special boy). We were shocked and given no real chance to say goodbye when we discovered the c monster had again reached into our lives...in the form of pancreatic cancer.

This is our Gentle Storm, Teensy Wheensy White Dog. She just left us a few weeks ago, totally without warning. And we thought she was on the road to a long life, healed of her ailments, to enjoy years of pampering and family...to live the dream of every mill dog. Alas, it was not to be.

We earth-bound White Dogs and humans, feel our rainbow Bridge family visit us often. They are never really gone from us because our promise to each other has been ..."Always."