Rainbow Bridge

We had the honour of using him at stud which gave rise to our very first Westie litter. Sire of our Cassie and three other pups another of which went on to become an Australian Champion.

We feel honoured to have known him and bless him for the wonderful puppies he gave us.

She enjoyed a very successful show career and had three litters before we retired her. When she was diagnosed with inoperable cancer in October 2001 I was devastated and the vet gave her "possibly only a month" to live. We resorted to natural remedies and tried what we could for her for which we were blessed with 5 months of quality time with her. Unfortunately, on the morning of March 13 2002 I held her, for the last time, as she made her way across Rainbow Bridge. Making the decision to let her go was probably the hardest thing I have ever had to do and I give thanks that I found the strength and courage to do the right thing for her when she needed me most.

My heart is heavy as I write this tribute to my beautiful baby, but I take comfort that she no longer suffers and is finding her way to my beloved Roy, her daughter Cassie as well as her one time lover "Paddy". I will miss her terribly, as will Jackie and her young playmate Macgregor. A Peace Lily now adorns our front porch in her memory and I know that her spirit is watching and guarding the front door.

These pages will serve as a tribute to her and the faithful, loving companionship she gave me over the years. I will always remember her with much love.

To my Gemma baby: Be in peace and see you at the bridge.

Unfortunately one month to the day after loosing Gemma Ashley disappeared. We scoured the neighbourhood, made up a pamphlet and did a letterbox drop, stuck posters in as many places as we could. All to no avail. We never saw nor heard anything about her again.

Not knowing what has happened to her is very hard. If she met her demise somewhere then I know she is with her beloved Gemma. My hope is that she is safe, well and has wandered into a home where she is loved as much as we loved her. Either way we will always remember her, her antics and she will always hold a special place in our hearts.

Ashley: Where ever you are, may you be happy.

She was a very loving, placid, easy going cat who put up with young Macgregor's antics without complaint. She loved cuddles and climbing onto your lap while watching TV or playing on the computer. She really loved the fireside during winter.

She was a fussy eater from time to time and the reason for that was not discovered until it was too late. In December 2002 it was discovered that the 3 yr old had cancer of the mouth and we were left with no options but to send her to the bridge. Heartbroken by the loss of such a young member of the family but her memory will linger on. She will always have a special place in our hearts.

Sadly his passing also marks the end of an era and he leaves behind many people whose lives he touched.
Who would have imagined that that tiny runt would have lived to the ripe old age of 17.

Gone now to join the other kids at the bridge but forever he will be in the hearts of those who knew and loved him.
Not least of all his adoring Mum who is now without a westie in the house.
He will be remembered always.

Here is the email I received shortly after his passing.

Here is the last photo of our beloved rexy. He has his jacket on because he had no fat left on him and he was cold. As you can see he just looks tired. David likes this photo, me not so much, it's not how I remember him. I remember him going down the slippery slide with the kids (I think he secretly liked them, although he would never let them know that), throwing a biscuit around for half an hour before actually eating it or before teddy got it. He would crouch down with bum stuck up in the air and throw the biscuit, then run and pounce on it and do it all over again. I remember he would bark and bark and bark and bark and bark and bark (I could keep going) when we got home, especially when David got home from work. He didn't like the kids getting David's attention first so he would bark and bark until David would either bend down and pat him or tell him in no uncertain terms to be quiet, either way Rex didn't care, he got his attention. I remember him driving me nuts with his whingeing, didn't have to be a special occasion, just because he could. I remember feeling safe if rex was out the back with the kids because even though as I said he would put on this facade that he didn't really care too much for this noisy pair that would pat him on the head ever so gently (not), I knew that if anyone was to come in the yard or if they were in trouble, rex would have done anything to protect them. But most of all I remember him being the most loyal dog anyone could ask for, always there, even though you would often curse him because we were always tripping over him, ah what you would do to have all that back.

Poor old rexy is an impossible act to follow, I know we say this now but I can't imagine any other dog filling his shoes, he was special in so many ways, we always said he was our special dog (our interpretation of special changed depending on what he did).

Well he is up in the garden with his wife now, probably causing havoc up in heaven, or driving them nuts with his whingeing.

He is certainly missed, Lachlan keeps telling us that Teddy misses Rex, which he does. Lachlan said the day after could I give Rex some medicine so he could come back from heaven and he keeps telling us he wants 2 dogs, they don't understand.

Lucky this is not paper, there would be runs all over it. Anyway thanks for giving us the opportunity to love one of the most precious dogs ever created, like his mother he was very special. We are very grateful that his passing was peaceful and pain free, I know it made it easier on all of us.