A LIGHT IN THE WORLD WENT OUT

The world got a little smaller today . . .




Little Bella-Boo came into our family a little over a year ago, about the day after I picked up this latest contract and left for parts unknown.


I didn't even know we had a new doggie, until I came home a couple weeks later and wondered what the hell did a raccoon come into my bathroom and crap all over the place ? ? ?



Bella was a Carolina RedBone CoonHound - an extremely rare breed, cousin of the Bloodhound, widely used for hunting bear, raccoon, and cougar in the Carolinas.



My daughter rescued Bella from a cardboard box on the side of the road by Jerry's Quickmart in Whispering Pines, North Carolina. Bella was covered with ticks - her mother had been hit by a car, and there was nobody to take care of Bella.




My daughter raised Bella from a pup.

Bella was a good member of the pack.
Here is Bella hanging out with Tiny, the Jack Russel Terrier.

I was out with Bella today - it was her off-leash time - then she broke and ran for a squirrel.







She never saw the truck that killed her.

All Good Dogs Go to Heaven. Bella is in Paradise now, chasing squirrels . . .

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 . . . .

Puppy Dog wonders where is Bella-Boo . . . ? ? ?

I was going to do a Halloween post, with all those goofy photos of the doggies in their Halloween costumes. Due to this death in the family, Blog STORMBRINGER is suspending operations for 24 hours.


SEAN LINNANE SENDS



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