Just this side of Heaven is a place called
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, someone 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 breaks 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 on your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet – so long gone but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the
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Abbi – 9 mos old. Too young for you to leave. Enjoy playing with all the others at the Bridge, until we meet again. God speed little Abbi Dabbi.
“Big, beautiful and sweeter than pie”. That was my motto for you, my beloved Abby. One afternoon in October 2014 you unexpectedly jumped into a kennel in the back of my car. Prior to that moment, I had been warned of your infamous history and behavior, but somehow on that afternoon that I will never, ever forget, I chose to take this gesture as a sign that I should care for you until I could find a suitable forever home for you. How blessed I am that ultimately, that forever home on this earth was with me. During our three short years together and while you battled every possible painful medical affliction imaginable, you never lost your incredibly sweet, loving and sensitive spirit. Given your past, I find it ironic how in our life together you brought out the best in every entity you encountered. You left this world a better place for having been here, Abby. Thank you for choosing me and for leaving your forever paw print on my heart and life. I love you and can’t wait to see you again at the Rainbow Bridge…
River is now waiting for me at Rainbow Bridge. I want to thank you for sharing her with me – River brought such joy to my life and I am so grateful that she could spend that last year of her life with me as we had a great deal of fun! During the past year, she traveled with me throughout the US to the Smoky Mountains where we hiked and darted in and out of rivers and waterfalls! We drove up the east coast to Maine where she swam in the Atlantic Ocean, and into Quebec where she played on the beach almost every day. She was a fantastic dog with a heart of gold! Kids loved her and she was always so gentile and sweet! She was a great ambassador for the breed and I will miss her immensely!
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.
My husband first spotted our “Baby” girl at Petsmart; she was with Rich, a BSRR member. Baby came from Idaho and recently had a litter of pups; she was about to be put down because she had been roaming the streets as a stray and also because she was a Rottweiler. The wonderful people at BSRR rescued her and brought her to Montana where we adopted her and gave Baby her “forever” home. Baby bonded quickly with our family of three kids, two dogs, two cats, and three rabbits. She eventually became my companion and was always by my side. Baby loved car rides, her red Jolly ball, going for long walks and ice cream cones. During her last year of life, she was slowing down, turning grey around the muzzle and limping from arthritis but would still occasionally chase her red ball across the yard. She loved to give and receive hugs. Always a beautiful loving dog, Baby will never be forgotten. She was my first Rottweiler and I miss her so much it hurts. Until we meet again, Big Girl---I love and miss you. Don and Gretchen Lee
In loving memory of Bacchus, he was a much loved member of his family. He was only eight years old when he passed away on April 3.
Basia was my brown eyed girl. She got so excited when you pet her. She would “talk” to you if you stopped and jump around the room. She had longer nails that clicked when she walked, like such a lady. I called her my princess. She was my loyal friend and companion for 10 years. She was my kid and I miss her every day. We love you and miss you Basia! Love, Mom and Deuce
AJ, my husband, brought the little pup home to us in Laurel on a cold blizzard night from Bozeman in December 1997. He was an excellent boy who showed us the strength, intellegence and unconditional love a Rottweiler can give. He was a fishing and camping buddy and an all around good guy. Bear was diagnosed with lymphoma and we let him go three months later in August 2003. We believe he led us to Jake, he wouldn’t have wanted us to be without a Rottie. We love you and miss you Bear!
My girl Belle was pulled from the game on July 29, 2009. In keeping with her personality she was defiant till the end, never accepting the bone cancer as being anything more than an annoyance. Coming to BSRR as a rescue after her owner was killed in a car wreck I was blessed to know her for over four years. Being Schutzhund trained she was dominant and aggressive yet lived to work and challenge all who handled her. Still it was this defiant personality that everyone loved and admired. She was my demo dog at several training seminars along with being my protector and friend. We miss you Belle and hope to see you again soon.
Blaze – Beloved boy that stole the hearts of his foster Mom, and his Forever Mom and Dad. You gave all your heart and soul to your humans. God speed Blaze, until we meet again. Your Mom Laura and Dad Richard.
Bogie – much loved – he will be greatly missed by his entire family. …Til we meet again…
Bree was adopted from a shelter, and 4 years later, her owners dropped her off at that shelter to be euthanized. They told shelter staff that “she is getting slow and needs to be put down.” BSRR was contacted by the shelter staff and asked to help. Bree was brought into BSRR and spent some happy time with 2 of our fosters, getting much love and losing excess weight. When she came to me, she was a much thinner girl with a bounce in her step. She enjoyed stealing her brother Rottie’s toys and taking them into the crate to lay on. She was our “hoppy” girl – she hopped up the steps, and when she was in a happy mood, she was “hoppy”. She loved to lie on her back and get belly rubs and play patty cake! She taught us all that age is just a number and even though she was almost 12 years old, she was a young at heart girl. We know that Bree will be stealing toys from all the other dogs at the bridge. We will all miss you “Hoppy Girl” – God speed Bree, until we meet again.
Candi joined our family on 3/1/12. She loved us all, but she truly was a daddy’s girl. When she saw him, she would talk & wag her tail until he’d pet & talked to her. She would go to bed when he went to bed & eat her food only when he sat down to eat his. Even though he came home from work on different days & different times, she knew when he’d be home. She’d lay in front of the door, in the middle of the walkway & wait for him. Heaven forbid if he left, then didn’t pet & talk with her! Upon his return, she’d ignore him & she made sure he knew it. If dad was sleeping in, then she’d take her food dish in her mouth, go to the bedroom & eat (always 1 piece at a time). She would get on the couch also with it an hardly ever spilled a piece. She loved to chase her tail in another room only if she was by herself & she’d quit if anyone came in. We called her Miss Candi Sue & only her dad could call her Candi Cane. She touched many hearts…we all miss her a lot, even Jordan, her buddy, who also joined our family the same day. Our vet has made a donation to The Arbor Foundation in memory of Candi, who was laid to rest on 2/2/17. 10 trees will be planted & registered in Tahoe National Forest. Until we all meet again at the Rainbow Bridge ❤️.
Chaos – She was the most wonderful companion – ever the puppy even at 11 yrs. old. As sore as she with bone cancer she would still play with her red ball and sit with it. She lived for the moment and didn’t worry about whether playing was going to cause stiffness and pain later. Her sheer joy at finding that silly red ball was a sight to see. …She taught me a lot with that red ball.
Cuda – Other Half of “The Twisted Sisters”
Cuda, the second half of “The Twisted Sisters”. Loved companion of Denise and sister to Fuzzy. It was time for you to go meet your sister and Mother, Quincy, at the rainbow bridge. It was hard to let you go, but it was time. You will be missed by your loving Mom, Denise. All of BSRR will miss both of the “Twisted Sisters”. God speed Cuda, until we meet again.
Cuda, the second half of “The Twisted Sisters”. Loved companion of Denise and sister to Fuzzy. It was time for you to go meet your sister and Mother, Quincy, at the rainbow bridge. It was hard to let you go, but it was time. You will be missed by your loving Mom, Denise. All of BSRR will miss both of the “Twisted Sisters”. God speed Cuda, until we meet again.
We did not rescue you, you rescued us. Your flame will burn eternally in our hearts. The joy you brought into our home and the bond we had will never pass away. You were a truly remarkable and resilient dog who’s personality was priceless. Cyrus passed away on Friday September 4th, 2009. He was battling a serious rapid spinal degeneration that was leading to full paralysis. The medications to help give him freedom of movement (we hoped) took their toll and all we could hope for was one more day. When Cyrus was diagnosed the Vet gave him six weeks. He made it 3 months and for that we are grateful. Cyrus was the epitome of a Rottweiler whom showed his gratitude for a forever home. He loved people and animals and was well loved by all whom met him. He showed this community that the Rottweiler’s negative reputation was simply how the dog was trained and cared for. He was able to educate many whom met him on the merits of Rottweiler Rescue as well as the wonderful and true nature of a well trained Rottweiler. His time with us was short, much to short. Yet, in that short time of 3 years he was given a home where he was loved and cared for and he returned the same to us a hundred fold. We miss him a great deal and our home and lives feel empty without him. He convinced us that it was our responsibility to do the same for another, to home another Rescue in need. We plan on adopting again, there are so many out there that need forever homes and with Cyrus we learned so much about how rapidly a dog can recover from a life of abuse and become an integral part of a family. GOOD BYE MY BUDDY, YOU MAY BE GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN.
Driving Miss Daisey, that is what we all called her. When she came to BSRR, she was in need of surgery. Well, she had her surgery and a couple of months of rehabilitation. During that time, all who met her fell in love with her. There was something about our Driving Miss Daisey that grabbed hold of our hearts! She will be greatly mourned by her adopted Mom Resha and family, along with her foster Mom, and all of BSRR. God speed Driving Miss Daisey…til we meet again.
One of our members first brought Dan home when he was 8 weeks old. Dan’s sire was a Rottweiler who’s job was to “protect the camp” when his owner was up hunting. Dan’s mother was a Redbone Hound. This is from Dan’s adoptive family: We started fostering Dan 2/26/05, officially adopted him 5/7/05 and lost him 7/3/07. Dan was 3 yrs. old when we got him. Dan got very sick fast, had two sets of blood work done, xrays and an ultra sound done. He had a very large mass on his liver. Our vet gave him only 10 percent chance of making it through surgery….the mass was just too big and too far gone. His advice was to make Dan’s last days the best we could and that’s what we did. I was by his side day and night til the end…….Russ and I both were with him when he went…..I held his head and told him how much I loved him and how proud I was of him….he went quietly. He was very special and will always be in our hearts. We were sooo very lucky to have found him and only wish he was still here with us, we miss him dearly.
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.
A lonely old man and a lonely old dog who had never known love---a match made in heaven. Emma came to my dad about 4 years ago after he lost his rescued dog, Millie. Emma was very, very special to my dad. Once when we took her to the vet for a check-up he told me, “I’m so glad she’s ok, I just dreaded this in case something was wrong with her. I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost her”. When the bad news came that Emma had osteosarcoma, he didn’t blink an eye before agreeing to take her to the pre-eminent CSU Vet Teaching Hospital in Fort Collins. Unfortunately, even after radiation and three rounds of chemotherapy to stop any metastasis, it was not meant to be. Emma was his best friend. She greeted him at the door every time he came home, she sat with him at night while he watched tv, she went outside with him in the summer to play “water hose”. She would bark ferociously to protect her dad if someone came close to the yard or the porch, even though everyone who knew her knew she was a big love. She even went to his local watering hole with him on occasion while he had a beer. One of my Big Sky pups, Finnegan, had a huge crush on her, and she tolerated him even though we knew she didn’t welcome all the kisses he gave her; she was his “cougar”. She had a smile that could touch any heart. We all adored her and our hearts are broken. She was our “duck butt” and our “Divine Miss Em”. There will never be another dog like her. We are so very thankful to Kathy and Joe and Cheryl for saving our sweet girl for us for the precious time we had with her.
Fuzzy, one half of “The Twisted Sisters”. Loving and faithful therapy dog to Denise. She will be missed by all who had the pleasure to meet her and know her. She will especially be missed by her “Mom”, Denise. All of BSRR will miss this girl and we wish her God speed to the Rainbow Bridge to join their other family members, especially Quincy – her Mother – waiting there for her.
This poor girl we adopted out of LA. What a suprise Montana must have been for her. her last 10 days were the best 10 days of her life and the Lord decided she needed to come home to him, Feb 28,2011
BSRR was asked to intake this beautiful little girl. One of our awesome fosters scrambled and made room for her to be able to live in his house until she was healed and adopted. Before we could help her, we received this news: A Moment of Grace… For those of us who work in the animal care field we get to meet hundreds, thousands of pets throughout our careers and lives. For a few lucky ones, we get to meet and be loved by a pet whose spirit is that of an angel, of something beyond this world. We at SpokAnimal were blessed with such a pet when Grace enter…ed our lives. She was only with us for a few very brief days, but her spirit, her love and her memory will be with all of us for the rest of our lives. Grace appeared last Friday afternoon, almost out of nowhere, showing up on the front porch of the shelters neighbor and staff member. The little Rottweiler was curled up on the cushioned chair by the front door, cold and lost and asking for help. Her body was fur covered bones, and there were horrible wounds to all four paws. How could this little dog walk? Where did she come from? How did she end up on the front porch next door? But looking up from her sunken abdomen, protruding ribs, and wound ravaged paws, one look in her eyes answered all the questions. “It doesn’t matter, now. I am here and I know you can help me.” It only took a moment, a brief glance into her face to fall head over heels in love with this special creature. The veterinary team dressed her wounds and started her on pain medication and antibiotics to keep her as comfortable as possible. Shelter staff provided her with warm soft bedding and good nutritious food. Everyone who worked with her loved her and Grace rewarded all who came near with a smile and a wag of her Rottie stump, and if close enough a kiss. Her spirits were high and her will was strong and she was a binding force for all of the SpokAnimal staff. We were her family and she was our dog. A re-evaluation of her wounds a couple days later would prove that the road we were to travel with Grace was not going to be an easy one. As the bandages were removed it was evident that the medication and supportive care was not going to be enough. Her paws had deteriorated and the hopes of some of the veterinary team began to diminish. Could we save her? The options were weighed and a tough discussion took place. Grace had already given all of us so much trust, hope and love, we had to do everything possible to save her. So the team was rallied to push forward and fight as hard as possible to save this little girl. Four different veterinarians examined Grace and stated that they had never seen anything like what was being faced, but radiographs of all four feet showed no serious bone infection or fractures so a surgery team was put together to try to repair the damage. At least 2-4 toes would need to be amputated and there was great concern about one of the rear feet as much of the tissue was sloughing including the pads. Grace was anesthetized and her wounds cleaned and prepped. Once in surgery, the doctors began working with the most severely affected foot, the left rear foot. Multiple attempts to find viable tissue deep in the wounds proved fruitless, and it was realized that she would have to lose the limb. The veterinarians moved onto the other feet to determine what could be done to save the other three. The next foot, the right front, was encouraging, only requiring amputation of one toe and stringent nursing care, it would be a healthy foot for Grace. Hopes were rising in the surgery room. Knowing that she would be losing her left rear limb the right rear foot was evaluated as it would be the remaining leg to bare all of her weight in getting up and down and about. One toe for certain had to be amputated and was so done. Slowly, hopes started to sink as each toe was evaluated, and each toe showed no signs of life. The base of the foot was looking poor as well. The team discussed all possibilities of what could be done, how could we save this foot, how could we save this limb. She could not go on with both back legs missing, and to leave only one toe on the right rear foot to be responsible for all of her movement in the back end would subject her to a life of such crippling pain, she may not be able to walk. The doctors stopped and looked at the final foot that had not yet been surgically evaluated, maybe in hopes of finding a way to give Grace a quality life, maybe because the decision that they were facing was too much to handle at that moment. But, once the final foot was examined, it became much clearer as to what the outcome would have to be. Grace’s final foot was not going to be able to save her. Left with the knowledge that after all was said and done, Grace would only have one viable foot. It was clear what needed to happen at that point. The staff that had grown to love Grace and call her their own were called in. One by one each person said their goodbyes, gave their final kisses and pets, and thanked Grace for being in their lives. After the last person left, the surgical team said their goodbyes and Grace was allowed to slip quietly, painlessly away. Grace’s life with us was only a few days, but the lessons she has imparted on each of us will go with us for the rest of our lives. The animals to come into our care will forever be benefited by the absolute unconditional love Grace showed each and every one of us. And, already, Grace’s life is touching so many beyond the SpokAnimal family. Grace was a kind, gentle, loving spirit who taught all of us what the true meaning of grace is. Thank you, Grace. We will meet again.
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
Through thick and thin, you were always there with us. Whether we were camping, or just hanging around the house or taking walks. Griz, you are missed and we send you off to the Bridge with all of our love. God speed Griz. Love Mom and Dad (Tam and Billy)
From the time Gus entered our care in the spring of 2013 he was a happy, heathy young Rottie. Then, on a late November afternoon, his foster dad found him vomiting, with a slightly distended belly and in obvious pain; by the time they got to the vet’s office, the pain had increased greatly. Gus received emergency care to stabilize him and was admitted for overnight observation; the tentative diagnosis was the beginning of bloat (gastric torsion) and he also had a fever, thought to be originating in the GI tract. Gus was well enough to come home the next day to recuperate and he seemed to be recovering satisfactorily until on January 4, his foster dad started the evening feeding and found Gus in his run, sitting down and yelping in pain, necessitating another emergency trip to the vet where he was again hospitalized, x-rayed, and a host of other procedures performed; once again he stayed the night for observation. We are sad to report that this time, Gus did not recover – he passed away the next morning from what the post-mortem showed to be septic peritonitis, cause and site of origin unknown; he was cremated and his ashes taken home by his foster.
Haley came to us from a shelter where she was dumped. She found an awesome foster Mom in Kelly and lived happily for a long time. Haley was helped to the Bridge so that now she no longer has to deal with HD, or torn ACL’s and pain. She is running, jumping, and playing with all the other dogs, waiting for her her turn to cross the Bridge. God speed Haley – until we meet again…
Hanna stole our hearts as soon as we picked her up from BSRR. She spoiled us rotten with her gentle, easy going, sweet demeanor. She loved her Wubba and running circles throughout the house (especially after bath time!) On sunny warm days, she enjoyed sunbathing in the grass. She loved her girls and grew to love Dad and Grandpa after learning not all men were abusive. She followed us girls everywhere we went, she had to be a part of the action! Although, if the action involved hiking the mountain behind our house she’d much rather pass! She definitely preferred the neighborhood strolls. She was very protective of us, even scaring off some intruders! She loved her family and we had a very special connection with her. She lived a wonderful life full of adventures. We are so grateful for the 8 years we were given with her. We love you Hanna Banana!
Years ago BSRR was asked to intake a blind female Rottweiler. Since we are a group of volunteers and foster all dogs in our homes, we were sadly not well equipped to help Helen. We asked Rolling Dog Ranch for their help to intake Helen. They were apprehensive to intake a Rottweiler as they had never had one before. Happily for Helen, they agreed to take her in. Well, Helen, or as everyone has come to know her, Blind Helen found her forever home with Rolling Dog Ranch. She was a wonderful ambassador for Rottweilers, and enlightened new people all the time to this wonderful breed. Sadly Blind Helen was diagnosed with cancer 2 years ago and one of her rear legs was amputated to prolong her life. She had another great 2 years until finally she had had enough. She passed on to the Rainbow Bridge a few days ago. Blind Helen will be sadly missed by all that knew her – especially everyone at Rolling Dog Ranch. We (BSRR) is grateful to RDR for giving Blind Helen a wonderful home filled with love for over 8 years. God speed Blind Helen – until we all meet again.
If “Aloof” was a name, it would have been yours, buddy!! I wish I’d had more time with you, we all miss you so much ! I feel like I let you down…. and I don’t think I’ll ever get over it.
“Jake was as sweet and loyal as a Rott could be. He slept by my bed every night with his head up on the bed so I could stroke his big sweet face. He was a clown, he loved to chase thunder, and helped the kids get out of piano practice by barking and biting at the keys when they played. We all miss you Jake and we know you must finally have caught that thunder up there in doggie heaven.” – Tina (Jake’s Mom)
My Beloved Jasper, In 2013, you came to live with me after your timely rescue in New Mexico. You were near death and had lived to be a middle age dog in deplorable conditions. When I came to pick you up that day, you barely resembled a dog. After nursing you back to health, I then started to realize the true torment you had lived through. Over the next year, every person who met you told me that I was crazy to try to rehab you. At times, I admit, I believed that they were correct, but perhaps, that is why Jasper, we were ultimately meant to be together: we were both too stubborn and perhaps, too hopeful to give up. I thank you for giving me the gift of both perseverance and courage to make up my own mind. I am so blessed that you were ultimately meant to be my forever dog. Since you left this earth, thoughts of your torment and daily fears still haunt me, but as much as I miss your darling demeanor and goofy daily antics, I am so relieved that now, my sweet boy, you are finally free of all your demons and fears that tormented your daily life when you walked this earth. I love and miss you, sweet Jasper, more than you will ever know. Thank you for teaching me that in the end, love, patience and kindness truly can conquer all the darkness of this world. Love, Mama Elizabeth (and your Rottie sisters, Lily and Abby who taught you so much)
I saw a picture of Jerome on The Big Sky site and something resonated. But while my husband and I were talking Jerome (aka Capone) went from available to adoption pending – then available, pending, available again. I finally wrote to see what was going on and was told it was not the dog, but the people were changing their minds. So, I thought it must be a sign and we immediately filled out the application and on a cold Dec. 7, 2008, drove up to Laramie, Wyoming – Kathy Hooper drove him down from Riverton to meet us. We had a wonderful 6 years, 7+ months with him, until he left for the Rainbow Bridge on August 24, 2015. He was perfect for us – an absolutely perfect match. He was our gentle giant, an exceptional Rottweiler – and that is saying something, as all Rottie lovers know. He always wanted to be with his family and he always tried to please us – all the way up to the end, even though we know he was in stress and pain. He was, as a friend of ours said, “one in a million”. My husband and I miss him terribly – he leaves a huge hole in our hearts and a huge void in our lives at his passing.
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Kaiser, We loved you before we met you; and we loved you even more after that. Your first four years before us were very difficult. When we adopted you, you were scared of everything. I remember the weekend we brought you home; you leaned down to sniff a pipe and your tags bumped into it, startling you so much you squealed and shook and hid behind my legs. In the four months we had you, you helped us to appreciate the simpler, quieter things in life like a nice walk and napping in the sunshine in the back yard, cuddling in my lap. It breaks our hearts that our time with you was so short and we can’t wait to be with you again -emotionally healed- across the rainbow bridge. Kaiser May 28, 2011-August 14, 2015 We love you, Karen and Daryl
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.
Kirby was a young pup when his family took him in ‘temporarily’ until he could find a home. But Kirby grew on them. They took him to obedience where he became the ‘class clown’. When he did something he wasn’t supposed to and got caught he would look at them as if to say ‘What, are you talking to me?’ and stick his tongue out. He gave them love and laughter. On December 25, 2005 Kirby went to the Bridge at the young age of 6 with liver failure. Kirby will forever be with the people he loved.
In our early days together, Libby love to run through the house and play with her toys. She loved it when I would toss a toy in the air so she could grab it and go running around. She always sensed my needs and was there for me. When I was not feeling well, she would put her head in my lap and patiently stay by my side. When I felt frightened when we were at home alone while Gene was away during hunting season, should would stay by my side with her head up alert to any noise or change. Libby seldom barked, but when she did, there was a reason for her bark. And what a big bark for such a pretty baby girl. When we had to travel back and forth to California before the business was closed, she was such a good travel companion. Oh how she loved to go bye bye. When I asked her if she wanted to go bye bye, she would do her happy dance. I would say give me a kiss if you want to go bye bye and she would touch her nose to my cheek or my lips and give me a kiss. She never did mouth my hand or lick me, but she would give me a kiss when she wanted to go bye bye. Whenever I returned to her whether it was returning to the car or returning home, when she saw me her face would light up and she would wiggle with happiness and do her happy dance at seeing me again. During the last couple of weeks, when she tried to do her happy dance when she greeted me, she fell a few times because her hindquarters would not cooperate with her desire to show me how happy she was that I was back with her again. I know you understand the heartache and pain I feel now. I know I had to let her go because she was in such pain but oh how it hurts to not have her physical presence with me but I do feel her spirit with me. She will always be in my heart. Thank you, Kathy, for rescuing Libby and keeping her safe until we found each other.
We first met Lilly at the Riverton, law office where Kathy Hooper, a Big Sky Rottweiler Rescue foster was taking care of her. Kim and I immediately knew that Lilly was a great companion for us. We continued on the the Oregon coast, one of two trips that Lilly made with us. She loved the outdoors and sunning herself on the deck. In our neighborhood, everyone knew Lilly, she was a great ambassador for the breed, Lilly won over many who thought rottweilers were as shown on tv. She developed osteosarcoma, which is common for rottweilers and was suffering. On Monday, August 31, 2015, we helped Lilly to the bridge and look forward to seeing her again.
Lily “Davidson” In November 2009 while on my way to Oregon, a snowstorm hit and I chose to stay the winter in Bozeman, MT. At the urging of BSRR member Troy, I reluctantly agreed to foster “Bashful”, a young and painfully shy female Rottie from the Idaho Falls Humane Society. While up until that point, 2009 had proven to be a very sad and tragic year for me, deciding to foster Lily was one of the greatest gifts I have ever received. A few weeks later, Bashful and I became inseparable and I decided to rename her “Lily”, in honor of her beautiful and gentle spirit. It was at that time I also decided to officially flunk my first BSRR foster and officially adopt her. We had a mere 4 years and 43 days of precious time together before she went to the Rainbow Bridge, in my arms and in her favorite place in our home. Thank you, Lily, for being the most amazing soul, and the best friend I could ever ask for. I will always remember your sweet spirit and darling sense of humor. You could always made me laugh, even on the darkest days. I will love you always and will forever cherish all our beautiful memories together. I will miss you all the rest of my days on this earth, until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge…
Lola was a beloved foster of Kathy. She was fortunate to find her loving forever home with Norman and Donna. She was well loved, and loved well in return. Safe journey Lola – until we all meet again, we send our love with you to the bridge.
Max, You were only with us a little over a year. You fit right in from the start and filled a spot in my heart that was still aching from the loss of another friend. You are and always will be my “kissing dog”. We had several affectionate names for you, Misser, MR.Max, Maximus, Mr. Wiggles, Das Helmet. I think I needed you just as much as you needed us. My only regret is that we didn’t have you longer. Say hi to Raleigh and Sweetie for us. All our love. – Mandy, Todd, Samson & Simon
Odin, you came to us when it was near time to let go of another great Rottie, Ceasar. You only had a short time with him but you learned so much. You have brought so much joy to us that letting you go is so very difficult. You were too young to leave us but we know you are with all of the other Rotties we have loved. You have a new pack now Odin, we will see you again. We love you. Thank you BSRR, Wendy Troutman Cheyenne, Wyoming
Otto was a loyal and loving companion to Peter Mead for 12 years. Otto was fortunate enough to be with his person longer than most of our wonderfull Rottweilers. We wish Otto a safe journey to the Rainbow Bridge and know he will be missed here on earth.
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
He was a one of a kind Rottie who was not only a fantastic competitor but a wonderful family member. He loved to work and he is sorely missed. He was born May 25, 1993 and died July 24, 2000.
When I brought you home from the shelter we spent an entire week staring at each other. I’m not sure if that was a test of the mind, will, or heart. I think the heart – you stole mine! I’ll see you at the Bridge sweetheart!
Pandi was adopted from BSRR in 2005. For 10 years she was loved and cared for which is all a rescue can hope for. Bone cancer forced her departure on April 17, 2015.
From a horrible past you came to BSRR and we promised you that you would find your forever loving home. You never suffered again, instead you were dearly loved and well cared for by your new Dad. You have gone to the Bridge, and you have taken a piece of his heart with you. Until you meet again big boy. God speed Prince/Gus.
Q – you came to me to teach me trust, respect, perseverance, adoration and loyalty. I learned it all from you. But how I miss your big brown eyes looking up at me so trusting and loving. Your body limited you on this earth, may your mind be free forever. Q – I love you and miss you deeply. Rest well big boy and wait for us at the bridge. Love, Mom Kathy
Raleigh, We were 20 years and 1 day exactly apart in age. I knew you were the one when I looked down to see your little self looking straight up at me. I picked you up and never put you down. I think of you every second of every day. The house is not the same without you. I say next time I’ll be the dog you be the person. Until we meet again….Raleigh Eban Maximillion 1/12/98 – 5/29/07. All my love….Mandy
Rio – rescued and helped to ease his fear aggression, he blew out his knee and was diagnosed with hip dysplasia. After two falied surgeries to help him, he was helped to the Bridge by his loving family. Rio was only 3 years old – much too young to leave us, but he now waits at the Bridge for his family.
Rocky went to the bridge on December 7, 2012. A clown at times who loved to chase shadows and play with the kids he was also a faithful friend and vigilant protector of his family, especially the children. He will be dearly missed.
See you at the bridge sweetheart!
Sadie May Ball, born 5/15/2008 who crossed the Rainbow Bridge 1/13/2019.Sadie was cremated 1/15/2019 and is resting in a beautiful cedar urn sitting or our bookcase. Sadie was adopted by Jim & Sharon Ball March 11, 2012. Sadie is survived her two best friends Buddy & Benji plus her adoptive parents Jim & Sharon Ball. She was the light of our life, and seemed to love people. She was a very protective mother and when at the dog park she would get right in and break up a fight between other dogs especially any dog harassing Buddy or Benji.
Whatever was done to you at such a young age before BSRR saved you, was unable to be undone. Angel’s wings to you Samson. May you finally be at peace.
My last days….(were AWESOME!) Mom and dad learned I was sick (progressive bone cancer in my rear leg) and to top it off I broke it on Saturday when I chased after my brother who was chasing a cat (dumb kid, he’ll learn). The vet said it was the most painful and I shouldn’t have to suffer past Friday…. So they spoiled me!!! I had bacon for breakfast and ham for lunch! I heard dad tell mom not to tell Squirt cause he’d be jealous! Lots of people came to see me: Grammy and papa (Grammy came twice cause she was super sad), uncle Dave (I scared the crap out if him when I was new to the family, I used to bark a lot and because I have such a big head, he was scared!)( was sad too, he let me out everyday for years, I think I was his favorite), Shannon, Cameron and Payton came too! Payton scrubbed my head, I’m gonna miss her! And Sheryl came, she brought TREATS!!!! Dad took me for a ride in the truck and let me stay in for 2 hours….that’s one of my favorite things ever. I got to lay in the sun, thank god there was sun☀ I got tons of tummy rubs, scoobies, and my mom even spooned with me (I thought only people did that, but I let her cause she was sad ) The best day of my life was when mom and dad adopted my from Big Sky Rottweiler Rescue in Idaho. The second best day was when they brought Samson home, he’s super cute and full of energy. I think he kept me young (when he wasn’t annoyjng). But now it’s time. I want you all to know that my life was amazing and I’m headed over the Rainbow Bridge! Dad said that my brother Oden is there and I can’t wait to meet him! Samson has the watch now, he may not look tough but I taught him everything he knows (he’s still working on his howl do don’t poke fun at him). Until I see you
It is with a very heavy heart that I share important news with you today (8/4/15). At the noble age of 12 1/2, my beloved Shay is no longer with us. I enjoyed sharing the last 8½ years of my life with her, and sharing her with all of you along the way! Though I know it sounds cliché, she taught me more than I could have ever imagined. Words can’t express my gratitude for her lessons on loyalty, love, friendship, fortitude, and resilience. She was by my side during the brightest and darkest moments of my adult life. We tackled countless adventures together including: tree climbing, camping, hiking, fishing, road tripping, ocean swimming, lake-boat tubing, and even a couple Manitou Incline ascents to name a few!
Sierra was my first rottweiler.I had no intentions of adopting a rottie.(She was in the animal shelter on her last day before being pts)She stole our family’s hearts.She was just 1 year old when we got her in Dec.1998.She was my rock!She was diagnosed with bone cancer April 2004,she had her rear leg removed June 2004.Vet said there was about a 70%chance the cancer would come back,but said it could be 3 months or 3 years.Sadly…….it was just short of 3 months before it came back.I lost Sierra Aug.2004.I love you girl!I’m now helping your brothers and sisters,The Rottweiler.
Taken from a shelter in to rescue in his senior years. He was fostered in a loving home until his adoption. He finally was able to know love, until his time came to cross the Bridge. Until we meet again….
Sweetie passed away after overcoming cancer but sadly due to age she was overcome with bloat. Sweetie was a scared young Rottie on death row in horrific conditions at a small town shelter in Idaho when BSRR saved her. She was adopted 8 years ago by her best friend Julie. Together they shared a love and devotion to one another that can only be experienced between a Rottweiler and their owner. God speed Sweetie, you have many Rescue Rotties who have gone before you waiting to play and wait together for their owners to join them.
She was always referred to as “Karla’s Syd”. She was 6 when she died and had lived in almost as many different homes as her age. She was a quirky dog and quite a comedian. She loved her tennis balls and would lay for hours just chewing on one as if it were a wad of bubble gum. She loved to play ball and would chase balls until too exhausted to move and then lay down on top of her pile of balls trying to hide them so I wouldn’t throw them again, VERY protective of her tennis balls. She lived her life in fear, always afraid, and together we faced her fears as our love grew and our bond strenghtened. She is greatly missed and will never ever be forgotten by her human. She crossed over on May 24, 2006
He was picked up by the Sheriff’s Department out in the County and his owners did not reclaim him so he was scheduled to be euthanized. A Rottweiler Angel stepped in and rescued Tank. She found him a wonderful home for the rest of his life. Tank was much loved by his new family. Sadly, he has gone to the Bridge. We all miss the big guy.
E.O.W. 21-July-16 Tasha was a referral from BSRR. Her owners, Steve and Rose, adopted her from the shelter in Bozeman and for eleven years were blessed to have her in their home. Tasha was their when their daughter Alex came into their lives, and was with them on many adventures. She is truly missed.
Tico February 1997-March 2006. Sweetest boy and best friend in the whole wide world. You are greatly missed. …Until we meet again – Joe
Tish was a sweet girl and just loved to go for walks and be with people. She was very quiet and loving. Tish passed on with bloat on Nov 03, 2003. Tish touched everyone she met with her gentle personality.
Worf had been doing very well since moving in with us. Worf does anything you tell him to do and responds to any little training he was given. He was a sucker for treats and that decreased his learning curve. Worf had had missed his original master and when I came into his life he grabbed onto me like a life preserver. Pleasing the boss is priority #1 with Rotts. Worf will be missed. He reminded me why I love the breed- and the species. I thank the gang at Bijou Animal Hospital and the ladies at Big Sky Rottweiler Rescue. Larry Clayton
Zoey arrived as a rescue dog – adopted by her foster Mom and Dad along with brother Tiny. Zoey was also known as Zoomy! She wanted to always be with her Dad, wherever he was, she was. Life was an adventure for Zoey, no matter what it happened to be – going into Petsmart or going with Dad to cut winter firewood – Zoey loved to go along and see what was over that hill or behind that bush or around that tree. She was loved by her family and extended rescue family – she left us too soon.