Hope Went to the Rainbow Bridge

I couldn't blog for a while Mom was too busy and upset. Hope the paralyzed dog mom and dad rescued from a filthy pit died on Friday. She was very sick and Mom and Dad couldn't help her anymore. Emmy says she is doing fine at the rainbow bridge and can run faster than many others there now. I cried because she made me laugh. She had a good sense of humor and didn't mind my little jokes. Mom cried a lot. Emmy made a special journey back to try and help mom. Mom didn't know she was there but I did. Mom and Dad found Hope living like this.

She was covered in her own urine and feces and her face expresses the misery and discomfort from being burnt by urine and sore all over. She was extremely thin and lost all her fur on her rear end.

She was soon looking much better although the cancer couldn't be cured. She had two tumors removed but there were more and more growing. She was happy here.  

Here she was recovering from surgery

She smiled a lot.

This was her on Christmas day. It was a special Christmas for her. The first and only one with love.

Now she is gone and we all miss her. Emmy says she is free of all the health problems she had. Mom's friend Sarah did this beautiful painting of her so we will never forget the beautiful Hope who came into our lives briefly.

Hope we all loved you. 

Hope is there,

When I lay in the dirt
my back sore and bare..
you were there,

When I needed a hug
and someone to care..
you were there,

When I needed a savior
an angel on earth..
you were there,

When I couldn't walk another mile
when I'd long forgotten how to smile..
you were there,

When I hear you crying long into the night
when everything's wrong and nothing is right..
I am here,

When a days work never seems done
when your hands are sore from being wrung..
I am there,

When you miss my head upon your lap
when all the other dogs have their nap..
I'll be there,

When the storm winds blow
and the nights are so long..
please don't grieve for me..life goes on.

Although I'm at the bridge and out of sight
you'll hear my gentle paws on the floor at night,
I'll drop back and see you, when I'm strong
That's when you'll know 'Hope' lives on.

R.I.P Hope angel baby...run free in the fields of gold xxxx

Written by June Burden

We will be back tomorrow with part two of this blog. Mom's crying again so I have to go and comfort her. We have three new dogs which I will tell you about tomorrow.