Westie Rescue of California

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 that 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....

Together again - Michael Joins Babe at the Rainbow Bridge
Feb 14, 2008

She was Mama's Baby and Daddy's Little Girl and we miss her so. Who will write our Christmas Letters now that you are gone little girl? Be happy with Ginger and Louise and we know we will be there at the bridge to be with you again.

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May she be free of all her health issue.
Chasing the butterflies in the tall grass and barking at animals she saw on television set.

Marie Strange

Fang was not a rescued dog but he did rescue me time and time again. Whenever one of life’s inevitable disappointments came my way, he would always help me refocus on what was really important, namely him. His loyalty, generosity of spirit and unfailing ability to bring joy and laughter to all he met should be an inspiration to us all.

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DOONEY

November 30, 1993 - July 28, 2005

WR of CA placed Nov 1998

The little white dog no one wanted, who loved taco chips and opera.

Sweet Dooney how lucky we were to have had you.

Love, Joy and Ron

A wonderful little rescued sole. He brightened our lives, as we hope we did his. An absolute sweetheart, gentle, loving, even temperament, even when he didn't feel well. Gave wonderful kisses and loved his daily tummy rubs. He was a good little buddy and housemate. He truly left courageous little paw prints in our hearts forever. Until we see you again, my little Laddie boy.

Hi, my name is Missy and I have been at the Rainbow Bridge since October of 2002. Now this is a beautiful place, and my parents told me all about it before I left. However, they told me that as much as they loved me, I will have to wait awhile before they show up. So in the meantime I am back to running, playing and having a great time.

I would have been here a lot sooner, except my parents loved me so much they did something that most Westies don't get, and that is they gave me a pacemaker for my heart. I will tell you about it in a minute, but first you should know about my parents.

They used to have two Maltese and they are OK, but we Westies Rule! Sydney and Albondigas, the Maltese, are up here at Rainbow Bridge and having a great time. We talk about our parents a lot. When Sidney left for The Rainbow Bridge our parents were sad, and waited for two years to find me, as you naturally know I am so special. One day Mom saw me in a pet shop, where they say you won't get a good Westie, but what did they know. I was a scrawny, weak, nine weeks old and lived in an ugly cage. Mom bought me, and took me to meet Dad. He was so thrilled to see me, and I got so excited that I had a little accident on the floor, but that's what nine week old Westies do.

They loved me so; I played, and learned to be a good Westie. I used to run all over like a maniac until I was about two years old. Then I became my loving self, and brightened everybody's life for lots of years. We used to travel all over, and Mom and Dad took me everywhere, even to work lots of times. We used to go to New Mexico to their second home, and I loved it, especially playing in the snow! I liked everybody, even cats, ugh!!!!

I had all kinds of special places to stop along with way from California to New Mexico, and I always knew when my favorite spots were coming up. When I was about eleven years old I started to have some problems, and I would 'run out of gas' going to get the mail. When I did my potty business I was so weak I would fall over. My folks took me to Dr Wagner, and she told them my heart was only beating 30 times a minute. Now you know we Westies have a heart beat of 100, so I wasn't getting enough blood circulating to keep me going.

The choice was to send me to The Rainbow Bridge early, or put in a pacemaker. My Dad insisted that if it would help, the pacemaker was the answer. He took me to the Veterinary Hospital in Los Angeles, and Dr Barratt said I was a good candidate for a pacemaker. They cost a lot, but Dad and Mom loved me, so I was worth it.

They put a real pacemaker made for humans in my shoulder, connected the thing up to my heart, and with the exception of having to go back in to do some things, everything worked out fine. I became the mascot for the hospital, and had the daily job of waking everybody up. They told Dad that these are people pacemakers, and they are good for about five to seven years.

When I got home I was my old self again. I ran a lot, got the mail, went for walks, traveled again, and for three years I was the old Missy. Right after I had my pacemaker my Dad got something called cancer. He had surgery right after me, and we used to talk together for hours. I really think I helped my Dad get over his cancer, and he is fine today. He always tells everybody that I was the best medicine he could have, and besides he did not want to get to The Rainbow Bridge before me.

heard my folks are very sad right now, and they would like to get another Westie. One through Westie Rescue of California ANFPO would be nice. They feel bad for me, but I told them before I left them, that they would be the best parents in the world, and not to feel bad about getting another Westie. The 'new' Westie can't take my place, but he or she would be lucky to have my parents, and someday we would all be together again, even the new guys!

If you have a Westie like me, think about the pacemaker if the heart is the problem. My parents gave me three wonderful extra years, but they said I gave them a lifetime of happiness. Please look into this procedure. I'll be waiting at the Bridge for you.

Tillie was a rescued Westie who was placed by Jack Rennie, Founding Director, after she was found wandering the streets of Long Beach, CA. Her gotcha day was April 18, 1992, when she was lovingly adopted by her Dad, Richard Schatz. She was wearing a collar and ID tag, with only her name legible, all other information had been scratched out. When Dad Richard took her to the Vet they guessed her age anywhere between 2 and 4 years old at that time (1992). She was a very smart and once cleaned up and groomed a pretty little girl. Richard doted on his first Westie, always keeping her skin (yeast) condition in check, bathing and grooming her on a regular basis. Anything that she needed, she got. She always looked her best, just like in her professional photo here. She was the best companion and loving friend. Everyone just commented what a nice girl she was when Daddy Richard would take she and Oliver on Westie outings and events.

She was very much the boss of the other Westie Oliver and then later Kellie. She is survived by her other two loyal Westies; Oliver who is 8 yrs old and Kellie, 5 yrs and the newest addition to the 'Westie Family'. Both Oliver and Kellie are also rescued Westies who have found their 'forever' home.. Daddy Richard, dedicated to the cause, has helped Westie Rescue of CA finding adoptive homes and volunteers rescuing Westies in-need. Tillie had a long, happy and comfortable life with Daddy Richard. He loved her very much and she is the reason he has Oliver and Kellie now.

Tillie crossed over to the Bridge quietly and peacefully at home with Richard, Oliver and Kellie at her side. We will see you again when we cross Rainbow Bridge never to be apart again. Until we meet again.....bye precious darling.