Kelci
Sweet Kelci. When I rescued you from a shelter in California and brought you here to save you, I didn't realize that I would also come to love you. After knowing you for just a short while, it became obvious that your home was meant to be here with me; we should have had years together. Alas, the fates decreed differently and I lost you when our life together had barely begun---suddenly and tragically, you were gone far too soon. I'm glad I was there with you as you left for the Bridge and that you took the love I feel for you on your journey. It is my fervent hope that it brought you a measure of comfort in your travel between the eternities. Goodbye for now, beautiful girl, but know that we will meet again someday.

Griz
My faithful companion through 13 years of ups and downs. A great mouser, rabbit and gopher killer. You were my tail gunner on countless walks and a very effective mobile speed bump. Griz, I will miss you my big buddy bear. Griz: End of watch 2137hr 28-FEB-12

Draco
Draco ended his watch at 1255 on September 3, 2011. I only had him for six months but in that time he stole my heart and everyone's that met him. When I got him he was already 10 years old as his owner died suddenly and I took him in knowing my time with him would be short. Though painful to let him go I thank God for the time I had to get to know such a wonderful dog. Rest now my friend, your duty is done.

Outlaw
I never got the chance to find that perfect forever home, but if you read my story and come to see just how important those kind of homes are, or how much we all need groups like BSRR, my life will not have been in vain. I found out, at the end of my life, that through BSRR, all Rotts, young, old…. pure, mixed….docked, tailed…..all get a shot at a better life through rescue. Before I went to Rainbow Bridge, I was known as Outlaw, a senior dog that had quite a life, roaming neighborhoods, not knowing where my next meal would come from and getting picked up so frequently by Animal Control that they became my second home. That life was exciting in my younger days, but as I got older it became harder and harder to live that lifestyle. I was intact until I was 8 years old, with all the telltale scars to prove I had a “hard” life. I always felt older than my years, and it was because I didn’t have a stable home with a loving family to keep up on my medical care and all of my other needs. Toward the end I had a hard time walking, and roaming was just a distant memory……… My last stay with my “second family” (Animal Control) was bittersweet. The people I had come to love (they actually said they loved me too !) finally had the opportunity to see that I spent my last days in a place that would be comfortable and pleasant. Since I wasn’t claimed by my family this time, they called BSRR. In my lifetime I never experienced being a “priority” to anyone, so I was amazed that so many people were involved in getting me to my “permanent” foster home. BSRR sent someone out to play with me almost every day during the last week I was at Animal Control, then three people showed up to take me on the first leg of my journey. Troy, Denise and Pam were the nicest people, and I could tell they fell in love with me right away ! I rode many miles with Pam and Troy and came to rest for a couple of weeks with a guy who seems to live his life for dogs like me. He took me in and treated me like I was one of his own — thank you for that, Rich. I also ended up seeing Troy again, along with his friend Karen…. I’m told they were determined to share the responsibility of my care and offer me two homes — which is more than any dog could ask for….especially at my age. And, even though that plan didn’t work out, I just want them to know how much that meant to me. The next leg of my journey took me out of Montana and into Wyoming (this was to be my last long “roam”). Everyone I came in contact with kept saying that there was a lady in Wyoming with a soft spot for seniors and a soft bed for my tired 'ol body. Well, they were right !! My foster “angel”, Kathy, kept me by her side nearly every second for the last four months of my life…….worried about this, worried about that……..you just have to wonder why these folks at BSRR cared so much about an old dog like me, one who no one else would want to adopt (maybe it’s because they have hearts the size of Wyoming and Montana combined !) Whatever the reason, I was lucky to have such a wonderful foster home, with an angel watching over me all the rest of my days. Now don’t go gettin’ all choked up on me, I’m not trying to make you feel sorry for me. I really was one of the lucky ones - you and I both know that. What I do want you to do for me though, is to think about the responsibility you or someone you know will be taking on if you decide to adopt a pet. We’re the ones who run to greet you when you get home, who lie beside you when you’re sick, who love you no matter what kind of day you’re having……..yet some of us still end up alone and frightened at the end of our days here on earth. So, for our sake, please, be prepared for a lifetime commitment. Waiting at The Bridge, Outlaw

Amos
Amos - Our Maggie picked you to be her new brother. When she left to go to the Bridge, you helped us by giving us all your love. You earned your Canine Good Citizen, and Therapy Dog status, and showed everyone what a true gentleman you were. You showed nothing but love to everyone you met, and they in turn fell in love with you! We are honored that you enjoyed all the love we had to give you. You were a wonderful Momma's boy, and I will miss you more than you will ever know. Until we meet again, please give your sister Mags lots of love from your Mom and Dad. God speed My Amos - we all love you and will miss you.