Abigail, Weeble,, Dusty, Rex, Prince, Taylor, Corky, and Star


Abigail ( Abbi ) Marie Salyers

May 21, 2005


My dearest friend, I can not express the loss that your

family  feels, the sadness, is overwhelming. Your boys

look for you all the time,  "Abbi, please come out and play".

I look for you, needing the one thing that only you could give,

your love. I never knew that an animal could be so loving

and loyal until I met you. I will keep your blanket by my bed,

and always a prayer before I close my eyes, that someday

you and I will meet again in a better place. With all of our

love we say goodbye.









The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.

-- Unknown


Weeble  June 8, 2005

Godspeed, Weeble.... Also known as Ladybug, long ago called Vixen, a puppy mill mom. Retired with a family & 2 little girls. Allowed to free feed, she quickly became overweight, unable to play with the little girls. "AKC Sheltie Free to good home", the classified ad stated. Replaced by a Christmas puppy. The mother said a tearful goodbye as we drove away. Somewhat sad at first, Ladybug quickly fit in with Josie & Spencer to become part of the Bare's Den. Weeble, as we soon nicknamed her because she wobbled but didn't fall down. She survived cancer & the passing of all the original Bare's Den: Penny, Josie, Prince & Spencer (Annie too). Nurse Weeble.... always concerned with her ill brothers & sisters, always with a sorrowful look when they passed. She was the sweetest & most caring soul. Her illness came quickly & took us by surprise. A little before 5 this evening, she quietly passed to the bridge. Tonight she's with the rest of the den, running & playing, pausing to look down... A new star shines brightly tonight. Our little Weeble, you will be missed.




Dusty 1995 - June 8, 2005

I was privileged to adopt Dusty from SRCI in 1997. He wasapproximately 2 years old at the time of adoption, so he was only 10 years old. Dustywas a puppy mill survivor, who came into rescue bald from mange mites, heartworm positive, full of intestinal worms and mentally shutdown. It took many months for him to become physically healthy and much, much longer to gain some semblance of mental health.  Dustyhad been dealing with some health issues for the last couple of months but seemed to be doing well in general. The decision to release him to the Rainbow Bridge was very unexpected.

Please love on the pets you've been entrusted with and hug them until they squirm, because you never know when they will have to leave you, sometimes very unexpectedly


Rex 1997 - February 20, 2006

Little Rex - adopted by Larry and Beth York in September of 2002.  Little Rex came to us an overweight, lethargic dog with sparse fur, due to his underlying thyroid imbalance.  During his two-and-a-half years with us, we came to appreciate not only his perky ears and teddy-bear button eyes, but his sense of humor and his sensitivity to certain sounds.  We loved his funny mannerisms, the way he had with corn on the cob, and his laid-back style.  Little Rex passed away on February 20, 2005 with bone cancer.  Too soon to the Bridge, little guy, but we miss you and look forward to the day we will join you. 

Love, Mom and Dad


Prince September 25, 2004

Websters defines "Prince" as: 
1 a : MONARCH, KING b : the ruler of a principality or
2 : a male member of a royal family; especially : a
son of the sovereign
3 : a nobleman of varying rank and status
4 : one likened to a prince; especially : a man of
high rank or of high standing in his class or

He may have been any one of these but he will always
be remembered as one of the Bare's Den. Prince didn't
have it easy until he was rescued. He spent the
beginning of his life outside. He spent his remaining
years inside, as a member of our family, free to come
& go as he wished. Cared for and dearly loved, Prince
passed to the Bridge Sep 25, 2004, due to
complications of cancer. "In time we will meet again
at the Bridge"


Taylor January 21, 2005

Taylorcame into rescue in 2003. Her elderly owner who had MS passed away. At the time Taylor came into rescue, she was 14 and there was a 12 year old Belgian Tervuren with her. Taylor and Kindle went to the same foster home. There wasn’t an active Belgian Sheepdog rescue group in Indiana, but the breed club was willing to help rehome Kindle. However, someone who had been looking for a Tervuren heard through the Collie Rescue grapevine that Kindle was available. The equivalent of an adoption fee for Kindle was donated to Sheltie Rescue and Kindle went to her new home in Ohio.

Taylorhad multiple fatty tissue tumors removed when she first came to rescue and she stayed with Dr. Baker through recovery and then returned to her original foster home. It was determined if the tumors returned, no more surgery would be attempted due to her advanced age.

Taylor was a loner because she didn’t like the young whipper snappers in her foster home to jostle her and knock her down, but when none of the other dogs were around she liked to get pats and hugs.

Towards the end, Taylor lost weight rapidly and it was decided to release her to the rainbow bridge on Friday, January 20, 2006 to be reunited with her owner.



 Wednesday, January 25, 2006

We lost our sweet Corky late this afternoon. His kidneys had failed him to the point he was in pain and unhappy. We were with him and we buried him on the Barton's land with Hank and Teddy and so many others. Our Corkman, as we affectionately called him will be remembered forever... his adorable face, his funny little walk and the fact that he never met a stranger will stay with us always. We are so honored to have had him in our family.






Star was born in May, 1990, the last of a litter of 16 puppies.  She was bottle fed and hand raised by her first owner, Ruth Weinbrenner, for 2 yrs.  When Ruth had to move into a nursing home, she gave Star to me, and Star became my first dog that I had been waiting for all my life.
She came well trained and devoted to her person.  She loved car rides and accompanied me everywhere.  She gave me a world of knowledge in her 12 yrs with me.  She was top dog and matriarch for many rescue dogs to follow.  I miss her bright eyes and shadow behind me everyday.  Star loved her Grandmommy and Grandaddy second to her Mom, and then her tennis balls, chewie treats and dog biscuits.
I and the Pups miss you, Star!
Star passed in 2004