Rainbow Bridge....where have they gone?

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We dedicate this page to their memory.</I></div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <I><B>"Do not stand at my grave and weep,</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am not there, I do not sleep.</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am a thousand winds that blow;</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am the diamond glints on snow.</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am the sunlight on ripened grain;</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am the gentle autumn's rain.</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>When you awaken in the morning's hush,</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am the swift uplifting rush</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>Of quiet bird's in circled flight.</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am the soft star that shines at night.</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>Do not stand at my grave and cry.</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>I am not there; I did not die."</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>                  -author unknown</B></I></div> <div>                  </div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B><IMG SRC="347fabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>Seagull Katie   May 15th 2003</B></div> <div> <I><B>"You are the best"</B></I></div> <bR> <div> Katie was bite by a snake on May 15th, I found her about 1:30 that afternoon and the vets did all they could, but we lost her at 6:45 that evening.  I was devasted.  I knew with her hunting and her atttitude (she thought she was invincable) that I might someday lose her, but I was not prepared. She devoted herself to me and followed me every where, she was my guardian for nine years.  She was my best friend and I loved her dearly....</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="85efabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B><IMG SRC="85cfabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>Seagull</B> Gracy & Conner</div> <div> <I>Forever Friends</I></div> <div> Clay & Lindsey Robbins</div> <div> Albuquerque, NM</div> <div> May 27, 2005</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="2d92c1d0.jpg" border=0 width="300" height="285" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Seagull Cissy               <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#336600" FACE="Arial" >071502</FONT></div> <bR> <div> <B>Buddy and I had a terrible tragedy happen this weekend. Our dear, sweet little Cissy (lil' sister) was kicked by a horse and her neck was broken. We had to put her to sleep. She was my little pocket puppy who loved to go everywhere with me and truly loved to hunt. She was laid to rest with Hennah under a tree where squirrels love to play. She was the light of my life and has left a hole in my heart. May she be in heaven where the squirrels are plentiful and her brother, Jeffery and her surrogate mother, Hennah, will be with her.</B></div> <div> <B>With love,</B></div> <div> <B>Cindi and Buddy</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>"There is no love like a dog's love"</B><FONT SIZE="4" COLOR="#336600" FACE="arial" ><B> </B></FONT></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c4a68c0.jpg" border=0 width="166" height="140" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">   <IMG SRC="345a2740.jpg" border=0 width="162" height="116" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>Seagull Nautique </B>Stolen 120402 <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#336600" FACE="Arial" ><I>Tan & white female, tan head & ears, white on tip of tail</I></FONT></div> <div> <B>Seagull Kiesel </B> Stolen 120402 <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#336600" FACE="Arial" ><I>Tri color female, full mask, black ears</I></FONT></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>Trimit -</B> an Exmoor bitch whelped in 1993 that was beautiful.....</div> <div> <B>Castlereigh Deidra</B> - whelped in 1993, a nice black & white bitch</div> <div> <B>Denmaster's Chelsa</B> - whelped in 1989, old age finally caught up to her</div> <div> <B>Seagull Beemer</B> - she chased one to many horses and paid the ultimate price</div> <div> <B>Lexus of Seagull </B>- a Foxwarren bitch that loved life, she was such a happy dog, she would dive <I>head first</I> into a tank of water, jump out and shake and take off running again!  Lexus was always grinning and seemed excited for the next moment to happen.  She wagged her whole body with joy....</div> <div> <B>Seagull Spinnaker (Spinner) - </B>Spinner enjoyed life and all that it had to offer, she left us with some nice pups to remember her by (Kahula & Blancho)</div> <div> <B>Seagull Jibber </B>- A life cut way to short on 041203.  She gave everything she had to her puppies, she had nothing left to give....</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B><IMG SRC="343fabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>Seagull Jibber</B></div> <div> April 10, 2003</div> <bR> <div> <B>Seagull Erin - </B><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#336600" FACE="Arial" > </FONT>Erin was the dog that had many lives.  She was run over by a truck and broke her pelvic in three places.  She was not supposed to live than... She had several more incidents and she always survived, she was determined to live.  Her body finally could no longer bounce back, she died Jan 5, 2005</div> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="169da970.jpg" border=0 width="218" height="151" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"> </div> <div> <B>   Seagull Erin  </B> </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div>   <IMG SRC="5412ce10.jpg" border=0 width="300" height="225" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div>   an interesting part of our family...</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>Seagull Sarah</B> - great company for a retired gentleman</div> <div> <B>Cedardale Madison </B>- lives with an Austin family, has her 'own' pool that she allows her humans to use!</div> <div> <B>Newmarket Thelma of Seagull</B> - lives with a barrel racer, Thelma's job is to ride around to all the shows and rodeos!</div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="1cd9b8e0.jpg" border=0 width="155" height="142" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B>Seagull Elliott </B>- a retired show dog that has his own family in Austin.  Elliott gets to play outside, lie in bed, or just hang out! ..... another tuff life! </div> <bR> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="1c885b40.jpg" border=0 width="133" height="180" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">    <IMG SRC="1c9b4830.jpg" border=0 width="180" height="131" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> 'Petey' at our barn         'Petey' ready to go!</div> <bR> <div> <B>Ridgeview's Petey of Seagull</B> - a retired stud dog that we placed in a great ranch home with lots of kids!  Petey is happy and so are his humans...</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <B><IMG SRC="1c7fabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">  </B><B><IMG SRC="1ccfabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>Seagull Haliyard</B>  - (Tate)  has his own family in Lexington. Tate is with a K-9 officer that deals with problem youth.  Tate has always wanted to help people with his happy attitude, so I am sure he will straighten out their world! 'Tator' was always a great dog to have around and I miss his joy....</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <IMG SRC="2c7fabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Murphy Brown of Seagull</div> <bR> <div> <B>Murphy Brown of Seagull</B><FONT SIZE="4" COLOR="#336600" FACE="Arial" >   stolen 053198.  </FONT></div> <bR> <div> She was the foundation of our breeding program and the second Jack Russell to enter our lives.  Murphy was convinced that her place was to be snuggled under the covers and we should just move out of her way!   I have never seen a dog that could climb like Murphy, we had to build a special pen for her when she was not in the house with us. She was an  escape artist like you have never seen!   We love her and hope that she is safe in God's hands now.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <IMG SRC="2c5fa4d0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="333" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Kailee, Megan, Murphy and Katie </div> <div> enjoying the snow at our house</div> <div> <I>(No, it does not snow often </I></div> <div> <I>in Central Texas) </I></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B><IMG SRC="314ebb00.jpg" border=0 width="235" height="176" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>Whitney</B></div> <div> <B>1/2 Great White Pyerness, 1/2 Border Collie</B></div> <div> <B>Kailee's first dog, she was a great one....</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>..........WE MISS YOU.......</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> A Tribute To The Dog </div> <bR> <div> The best friend a man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy . Those who are nearest and dearest to us may become traitors to their faith . The people who are prone to fall on their knees when success is with us maybe the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles it's cloud upon our heads . </div> <bR> <div> The one absolutely unselfish friend that a man can have in this selfish world is his dog . A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty , in health and sickness .  He will sleep on the cold ground when the wintry winds blow fiercely . If only he may be near the master's side.  He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer , he will lick the wounds that come in encounters with the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. </div> <bR> <div> And when death takes the master in it's embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way , there by his graveside will be the noble dog he found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death. </div> <bR> <div> <I><B>(Taken from a speech to a jury by the late Senator Vest of Missouri in the Trial of a action to recover damage for the killing of a dog belonging to a neighbor . Article found in an old newspaper clipping @ a Restaurant in Brenham, Texas) </B></I></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B><IMG SRC="3cbfabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></I></div> <div> <I><B>Seagull Jack</B></I></div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <I>The Story of Rainbow Bridge</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone the pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals that had been ill and old are restored to health and those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again. </I></div> <bR> <div> <I>We remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. They are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. </I></div> <bR> <div> <I>They all run and play together, but the day comes when one stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over green grass, his legs (wings) carrying him faster and faster. </I></div> <bR> <div> <I>You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. 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, gone from your life, but never absent from your heart</I></div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <I>Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together......</I></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B><IMG SRC="3cdfabc0.jpg" border=0 width="250" height="188" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>WHERE TO BURY A DOG </B></div> <bR> <div> There are various places in which a dog may be buried. We are thinking now of a Setter, whose coat was flame in the sunshine and who as far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or unworthy thought. This Setter is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at it's proper season the cherry tree strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple tree, or any such flowering shrub, is an excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or gnawed a flavorous bone, or lifted head to challenge some strange intruder. These are good places, in life or in death. Yet, it is a small matter. </div> <bR> <div> For if the dog be well remembered, if it leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where the dog sleeps. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked, and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the lateness of a pasture land, where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is all one to you and nothing is gained, and nothing lost - if memory lives. </div> <bR> <div> But there is one best place to bury a dog. If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him nor resent his coming, for he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. </div> <bR> <div> The one best place to bury a dog is in the heart of his master.</div> <bR> <div>  -Anonymous</div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B><IMG SRC="5a4902c0.jpg" border=0 width="400" height="300" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <bR> <bR> <div>              "Best Friends"</div> <bR> <div> A man and his dog were walking along a road.</div> <div> The man was enjoying the scenery, when it</div> <div> suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.</div> <div> He remembered dying, and that the dog had</div> <div> been dead for years. He wondered where the</div> <div> road was leading them.</div> <bR> <div> After a while, they came to a high, white</div> <div> stone wall along one side of the road. It</div> <div> looked like fine marble. At the top of a</div> <div> long hill, it was broken by a tall arch</div> <div> that glowed in the sunlight. When he was</div> <div> standing before it, he saw a magnificent</div> <div> gate in the arch that looked like mother</div> <div> of pearl, and the street that led to the</div> <div> gate looked like pure gold.</div> <bR> <div> He and the dog walked toward the gate, and</div> <div> as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to</div> <div> one side. When he was close enough, he</div> <div> called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"</div> <div> "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.</div> <bR> <div> "Wow!  Would you happen to have some water?"</div> <div> the man asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have</div> <div> some ice water brought right up." The man</div> <div> gestured, and the gate began to open.</div> <bR> <div> "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog,</div> <div> "come in, too?" the traveler asked.</div> <div> "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."</div> <div> The man thought a moment and then turned</div> <div> back toward the road and continued the way</div> <div> he had been going.</div> <bR> <div> After another long walk, and at the top of</div> <div> another long hill, he came to a dirt road</div> <div> which led through a farm gate that looked as</div> <div> if it had never been closed. There was no</div> <div> fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a</div> <div> man inside, leaning against a tree and reading</div> <div> a book.</div> <bR> <div> "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you</div> <div> have any water?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The</div> <div> man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen</div> <div> from outside the gate. "Come on in."</div> <bR> <div> "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured</div> <div> to the dog.</div> <bR> <div> "There should be a bowl by the pump."</div> <bR> <div> They went through the gate, and sure enough, there</div> <div> was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside</div> <div> it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long</div> <div> drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.</div> <div> When they were full, he and the dog walked back</div> <div> toward the man who was standing by the tree</div> <div> waiting for them.</div> <bR> <div> "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.</div> <bR> <div> "This is Heaven," was the answer.</div> <bR> <div> "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The</div> <div> man down the road said that was Heaven, too."</div> <div> "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and</div> <div> pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."</div> <bR> <div> "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name</div> <div> like that?"</div> <bR> <div> "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're</div> <div> just happy that they screen out the folks who'll</div> <div> leave their best friends behind."</div> <bR> <div>      --Author Unknown</div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B><IMG SRC="53e2ce10.jpg" border=0 width="300" height="225" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>Seagull Lenox</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die, I want to go where they  went." ---Will Rogers </B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>IF I KNEW </B></div> <bR> <div> If I knew it would be the last time </div> <div> That I'd see you fall asleep, </div> <div> I would tuck you in more tightly </div> <div> and pray the Lord, your soul to keep. </div> <bR> <div> If I knew it would be the last time </div> <div> that I see you walk out the door, </div> <div> I would give you a hug and kiss </div> <div> and call you back for one more. </div> <bR> <div> If I knew it would be the last time </div> <div> I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise, </div> <div> I would video tape each action and word, </div> <div> so I could play them back day after day. </div> <bR> <div> If I knew it would be the last time, </div> <div> I could spare an extra minute </div> <div> to stop and say "I love you," </div> <div> instead of assuming you would KNOW I do. </div> <bR> <div> If I knew it would be the last time </div> <div> I would be there to share your day, </div> <div> Well, I'm sure you'll have so many more, </div> <div> so I can let just this one slip away. </div> <bR> <div> For surely there's always tomorrow </div> <div> to make up for an oversight, </div> <div> and we always get a second chance </div> <div> to make everything just right. </div> <div> There will always be another day </div> <div> to say "I love you," </div> <div> And certainly there's another chance </div> <div> to say our "Anything I can do?" </div> <div> But just in case I might be wrong, </div> <div> and today is all I get, </div> <div> I'd like to say how much I love you </div> <div> and I hope we never forget. </div> <bR> <div> Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, </div> <div> young or old alike, </div> <div> And today may be the last chance </div> <div> you get to hold your loved one tight. </div> <div> So if you're waiting for tomorrow, </div> <div> why not do it today? </div> <bR> <div> For if tomorrow never comes, </div> <div> you'll surely regret the day, </div> <div> That you didn't take that extra time </div> <div> for a smile, a hug, or a kiss </div> <div> and you were too busy to grant someone, </div> <div> what turned out to be their one last wish. </div> <bR> <div> So hold your loved ones close today, </div> <div> and whisper in their ear, </div> <div> Tell them how much you love them </div> <div> and that you'll always hold them dear </div> <bR> <div> Take time to say "I'm sorry," </div> <div> "Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay." </div> <div> And if tomorrow never comes, </div> <div> you'll have no regrets about today. </div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it. </B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id3.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Jack Russell Terriers"><U>Jack Russell Terriers</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Seagull Limited "><U>Seagull Limited </U></A></div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>