Biscuit's birthday was September 5th. 1994 and she died March 12th, 2006. Her illness was sudden and unexpected, showing us no signs of how she must have felt, 'till she fell over on March 9th.
Our many thanks to Dr Plummer again, for being there for us, but there was nothing more he could do.
Biscuit as a puppy
We shipped one of Gamble's daughters to Calgary, as a puppy. Later, I was interested in her litter from Maxx, so we got a female puppy. She arrived at Toronto airport, from Calgary, October 28th 1994, at 7 weeks, and was a delight to us all for 11 short years.
Biscuit gave us two beautiful litters and was a demo dog at Can Do ObedienceSchool. She lived to retrieve! She was show-pointed, her handler Sue Betts.
Taken the morning of March 12, 2006
Biscuit slept beside our bed "as the mistress of the house" even though Shasta, her grand-daughter, thought that she was!
This is golden #14 that will be at RainbowBridge, waiting for us..........
Just this side of heaven is a place called 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 RainbowBridge together....
A Pet's Plea
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this, the last battle, can't be won.
You will be sad- I understand Don't let your grief then stay your hand For this day, more than all the rest Your love and friendship stand the test.
We've had so many happy years What is to come can hold no fears You'd not want me to suffer, so When the time comes, please let me go.
I know in time you too will see It is a kindness you do to me Although my tail, it's last has waved From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Don't grieve that it should be you Who has decided this thing to do We've been so close, we two these years