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This page is dedicated to the Kerry Greyhounds who have crossed the rainbow bridge and who will wait for us there, loyal as ever. If you have lost a Kerry Greyhounds hound and would like to add their photo and story to the rainbow bridge page, please contact gallery@kerrygreyhounds.co.uk

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal who has been especially close to someone dies, that pet goes to the 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.

Animals who were 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 from times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one thing: they miss someone very special to them; the person they left behind.

All of the animals run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are focused and his eager body quivers. Suddenly he breaks away 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. 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, gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Now you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

Rocket

My husband and I had agreed to let Ruby (aged 9) have her first dog, we thought rescue puppy...she had other ideas. Ruby is my right hand doggie girl and helps me out with my KG work, she often looks at the website, I will let her tell you the rest..

I saw 'Mac' on the website and loved him straight away (although I thought it was a rubbish name!) I begged and begged Mum to have him, she begged Dad and we got a 'yes'. We then had to wait and wait and wait, it seemed to be forever until the next trip, I slept with his picture under my pillow and counted the days.

At last it came and Mum came back from the dog run with my Rocket, everyone said he was a funny thing and the least like a Rocket, I knew he was special and he would be a Rocket if I showed him how. He slept in my bed and we became friends.

From quite early on I knew something was wrong, Rocky kept bumping into things, we took him to the vets and were told that he was going blind. This made me and Mum cry, but I was determined to make sure Rocket lived up to his name and everyday I took him to the park where there is nothing for him to bump into and he ran and ran in circles...I was right I knew he could be a Rocket!! He dug a massive hole in the same spot every day in the park and we pretended it wasn't us!!

Then after Christmas, Rocket got very poorly he sometimes found it hard to stand up. We went back to the vets...Rocket's brain had not developed and he was dying, Mum and me cried so much, sometimes we found it hard to look at him as it made us so sad.

We made a trip to the beach and Rocky ran and ran, he was scared of the sea but loved to run. At the time I didn't know this was going to be his last happy day.

On January 4th 2007 aged 9 months Rocket died, he was too young and the best dog I could EVER have it really wasn't fair. I know he is not suffering but I don't understand why he couldn't have been an old dog. I got him a stone to put on his grave in the garden...'This rock of love stands firm and strong, as does my love for you belong', I sleep with his collar under my pillow. There is a song by Queen called 'you're my best friend' that always reminds me of Rocket. The hole in the park he dug has all gone away now. Rocket was my forever dog.

Please adopt a greyhound from KG, they deserve to be loved like Rocket was.

By Ruby Douglass aged 10