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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....

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05/01/2016 - 06/18/2021

We lost Tulip (aka Tula, Tutu, Toolie) June 18, 2021 due to an abnormal sugar drop (completely random). I didn't find her until 6 am, and she was already seizing. The vets tried their best to save her, but she never recovered. After an emergency c-section they were able to save 3 of her babies. Two of them stayed here at Deep River Farm--Dragon and Iris.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her.  Tulip was one of my best success stories. I got her at a year old, a shy little girl that I had to work to catch in the backyard. I introduced her to life in the house and she slept in the same corner of my bed these past 4 years, every single night. She died a totally different dog from the day she came and had become my social butterfly farm greeter.

She smiled when you baby-talked her…I can't believe I'm never going to see that again. I feel like I'm in a bad dream I cannot wake up from.

Your prayers and thoughts would be greatly helpful in this time. Fortunately Freya took in her babies and raised them. She had a perfect red girl, the first red she's ever had. I have named her Iris, which symbolizes hope, and she will be staying here with me, along with her brother Dragon. Your prayers for the puppies' continued progress and growth would be greatly appreciated.

RIP Tutu. I'll never forget your loving heart.


Stef (mom)

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Dusty and my boys 2011

How do I say goodbye to my most trusted friend?
He's been with me for 11 years, through thick and through thin.
So many of my tears have fallen on his shoulder.
I barely even noticed he was getting so much older.
He still wanted to play, even as his hips failed.
"Throw that frisbee out" he'd say with the wagging of his tail.
I called him lovingly "dumb licker" because it didn't matter where,
He would kiss you anywhere: jeans, shoes and hair.
He loved everyone and he has changed my whole world.
There will never be another Dusty-dog, of that I am sure.
I hope you are off playing now, where the frisbees never end.
I'm going to miss you the rest of my life, Dusty my trusted friend.

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