The best dog ever! The daughter of Sasha and Luka, Blaze came into this world on the floorboard of my mom's Chevy Blazer returning from the Pico Rivera Animal Hospital where her other siblings, Otis, Inez, Nikita and Katrina were born. Blaze was unresponsive, cold and not breathing when she was born. Her mommy, Sasha, licked her clean and continued to nuzzle her until she began to breathe on her own. At the age of 10 weeks she was adopted and named Sugar by a neighborhood boy, Raymond, who was 14 at the time. By the time he was 16 or 17 he had lost interest in Sugar and left her to his family who, fortunately, cared for her and loved her very much. When Sugar was 3 years old, she was days from giving birth to her second litter of puppies when by chance I stopped by her home to give her a bone from a barbecue I was returning from. Sugars mom, Susan, came outside to say hello and informed me they were in the process of being evicted and they were going to take Sugar to the pound the next day to be euthanized - I took Sugar right then and there and renamed her Esmeralda Blaze (after the Blazer she was born in). Two days later she gave birth to 5 beautiful healthy puppies who were all put up for adoption 3 months later and went to loving, wonderful homes. Blaze stayed with me for the next seven years, always at my side. She loved going for walks or rides in the car and slept beside me every night and was allowed to have free reign of the house. She hated water and baths and taking her to the groomer once a month was a huge struggle! Blaze was gentle around kids and loved attention. Blaze loved beef jerky (the real stuff, mind you) and cheese. Blaze wouldn't chase balls or play with toys, they were not her style. She was a real 'people' dog, everywhere she went people wanted to pet the pretty white dog with the painted red toenails. She was special and she knew it. Blaze was my protector - she chased away many possums and other critters in our backyard thinking they were a threat to me. In May of 2007, Blaze suddenly developed tumors on her chest and legs. Her age (70 in her years) was a major factor in determining that surgery was not an option. With a broken heart, I decided that Blaze was too wonderful to suffer from the pain the tumors caused, so I immediately decided to have her put down. I held her tiny body in my hands the day she was born and I cradled her in my arms when she slipped away. The last thing she ever did was turn upwards and look me directly in the eyes, knowing that I was doing what was best for her. In my heart of hearts, I know she was thanking me for giving her an exceptional life. The wonderful staff at Pico Rivera Animal Hospital left me with her in a private room for nearly an hour to say farewell to this precious four-legged creature that was such a big part of my life. On what would have been her next birthday, I set her free and scattered her cremated remains at Rose Hills Memorial Park, just beneath the large 'E' of the Rose Hills sign for Esmeralda. Nearly every day, I look up there and I'm reminded of what unconditional love is and how much she was a part of my life. I look forward to seeing my Blazey dog when I cross the Rainbow Bridge to be reunitied with her forever - never to be separated from my sweet, precious doggy.
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of many meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food, water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other.
There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches! The ears are up! They eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown...
My deepest apprecitaion to Judy Green for sponsoring this page. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of many meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food, water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other.
There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches! The ears are up! They eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown...
My deepest apprecitaion to Judy Green for sponsoring this page. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
The best dog ever! The daughter of Sasha and Luka, Blaze came into this world on the floorboard of my mom's Chevy Blazer returning from the Pico Rivera Animal Hospital where her other siblings, Otis, Inez, Nikita and Katrina were born. Blaze was unresponsive, cold and not breathing when she was born. Her mommy, Sasha, licked her clean and continued to nuzzle her until she began to breathe on her own. At the age of 10 weeks she was adopted and named Sugar by a neighborhood boy, Raymond, who was 14 at the time. By the time he was 16 or 17 he had lost interest in Sugar and left her to his family who, fortunately, cared for her and loved her very much. When Sugar was 3 years old, she was days from giving birth to her second litter of puppies when by chance I stopped by her home to give her a bone from a barbecue I was returning from. Sugars mom, Susan, came outside to say hello and informed me they were in the process of being evicted and they were going to take Sugar to the pound the next day to be euthanized - I took Sugar right then and there and renamed her Esmeralda Blaze (after the Blazer she was born in). Two days later she gave birth to 5 beautiful healthy puppies who were all put up for adoption 3 months later and went to loving, wonderful homes. Blaze stayed with me for the next seven years, always at my side. She loved going for walks or rides in the car and slept beside me every night and was allowed to have free reign of the house. She hated water and baths and taking her to the groomer once a month was a huge struggle! Blaze was gentle around kids and loved attention. Blaze loved beef jerky (the real stuff, mind you) and cheese. Blaze wouldn't chase balls or play with toys, they were not her style. She was a real 'people' dog, everywhere she went people wanted to pet the pretty white dog with the painted red toenails. She was special and she knew it. Blaze was my protector - she chased away many possums and other critters in our backyard thinking they were a threat to me. In May of 2007, Blaze suddenly developed tumors on her chest and legs. Her age (70 in her years) was a major factor in determining that surgery was not an option. With a broken heart, I decided that Blaze was too wonderful to suffer from the pain the tumors caused, so I immediately decided to have her put down. I held her tiny body in my hands the day she was born and I cradled her in my arms when she slipped away. The last thing she ever did was turn upwards and look me directly in the eyes, knowing that I was doing what was best for her. In my heart of hearts, I know she was thanking me for giving her an exceptional life. The wonderful staff at Pico Rivera Animal Hospital left me with her in a private room for nearly an hour to say farewell to this precious four-legged creature that was such a big part of my life. On what would have been her next birthday, I set her free and scattered her cremated remains at Rose Hills Memorial Park, just beneath the large 'E' of the Rose Hills sign for Esmeralda. Nearly every day, I look up there and I'm reminded of what unconditional love is and how much she was a part of my life. I look forward to seeing my Blazey dog when I cross the Rainbow Bridge to be reunitied with her forever - never to be separated from my sweet, precious doggy.
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of many meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food, water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other.
There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches! The ears are up! They eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown...
My deepest apprecitaion to Judy Green for sponsoring this page. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of many meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food, water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other.
There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up. The nose twitches! The ears are up! They eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
Author unknown...
My deepest apprecitaion to Judy Green for sponsoring this page. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
