Monday, December 22, 2008

Farewell Sweet Boy: Until We Meet Again

My heart is breaking. My rescued golden retriever angel, Dylan, crossed over to Rainbow Bridge this evening around 9 pm.

We rescued 3 year old Dylan through Long Island Golden Retriever Rescue in 2001, from a family in Oceanside who could no longer care for him. When we arrived to meet him that first day, Dylan was gated in the kichen, did not know how to climb stairs or how to relieve himself on the grass. In fact when he got him home, he didn't even know how to bark!

Within a few years, he became quite ill and was diagnosed with mast cell tumor cancer. What were the chances of having three golden retrievers, from different breeders, contract a deadly form of cancer within a few years of each other? I did the "right thing" and had the tumors removed and the body treated with chemotherapy.

Thank you for being my hero, Dylan. Despite your cancer diagnosis four years ago, you stayed strong and helped me through my illness. You stood on the side of my bed and helped me get up each morning. You patiently waited at the steps so I could take it one at a time. And I knew better than to go into the pool without you by my side. You walked me to the pool's edge and watched my every movement until it was time to come out. My sweet, sweet boy. And if I swam towards the deep end, you barked until I turned around!

God brought you to us, and now you have returned to God's holy kingdom. I am positive that Prince, Casey and Kandie met you at Rainbow's Bridge...and I bet that Grandpa Bill was waiting for you with open arms.

Rest peacefully, my angel, for you fought a valiant battle all of these years. The doctor's gave you a year to live in 2004 and you beat the odds. In my heart I know you did that for me...because without you by my side...I would have been home alone during the worst phase of my illness.

You are my best friend and companion. You brought joy and unconditional love to our family. Even until the very last moment of your life, you were unselfish. You gave us a clear sign that it was time to go.

Know that your little golden sister, Goldie, has big paws to fill...but I am confident that you taught her well. And your little feline brother, Gizmo, is lost without you. He is wandering around the house looking for you. Perhaps you can send them both a sign that you are okay.

Goldie kissing her big brother, Dylan

Until we meet again at Rainbow Bridge, sleep well. For your love and devotion will stay in the hearts of our our family and friends, and those that you have touched over the years, forever. For only golden retriever's leave golden pawprints on your heart.

I love you.

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 Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...


Blogger Sharon said...

I'm glad that Frank and I got the opportunity to meet and play with Dylan in Aug. He was a true gentleman and I know your heart is breaking but his pain and suffering are over. he is free to run with the other babies in heaven and will greet you when the time comes with a big smile and happy wagging tail.

2:41 PM  
Blogger Footsie said...

Bev, I'm so sorry for your loss. Of course, having had dogs my whole life, I know what you're going through. My last dog, Tootsie, passed away nearly 3 years ago, and I still feel that same heartache I felt when she was put down. We have four pups now (I guess to make up for the loss of one Tootsie?) and they, too, send their condolences. Jack and Sally, Jesse and Dylan (yes, he is our little guy) are pure joy to me. They help me through tough days, too. Remember that your Dylan is now happy and whole and is looking out for you. God Bless.

5:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Bev,
I am so sorry to hear of Dylan's passing. His spunkiness will not be forgotten. I'm hoping that he will pass on a little update to my Radar and tell him how he's inspired me. It is such a heartbreaking situation but I am positive that when you see Golide doing something she might not have ordinarialy done, you will see that as Dylan's sign of just stopping by to say hi.
Please extend my condolences to everyone.

12:55 PM  

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