Golden Bond Rescue of Oregon

Crossed the Rainbow Bridge August 15, 2011

Honey #1173 crossed the Rainbow Bridge on August 15, 2011 due to kidney failure. She was our media darling as she was featured for a day in The Oregonian with her foster mom, Kathleen Howlett.  When her future daddy-to-be first saw her, he just had to have her. We were very fortunate that the Golden Bond Rescue agreed. She lived up to her name in every respect. Honey was very afraid of men when we adopted her, but she soon loved and trusted her daddy and she was not afraid of men after that.

Shortly after we broght Honey home, we took her to our vet for a meet and greet as well as an exam. His office was very busy that day so, after checking in, we had a seat in the waiting room. Then a woman came in with her two early-teenage daughters. One was carrying a huge basset hound. It immediately became obvious that they were there to have the basset hound put to sleep. Honey got up and walked over to the basset hound and sniffed his nose. She then gave the two girls a stare and went back and sat down next to her daddy. Next a man and a woman walked in. They did not have a pet with them. The man stood back by the door and the woman got in line at the reception desk. She was very rigid and stoic. Honey was staring at her intently. My first impressin was that Honey knew her. I told my husband to give Honey full slack on her leash because I was curious as to what she would do. She stood up, walked over to the woman, sat down and lightly tapped her leg with her nose. The woman looked down, gave her a pat o the head and then resumed her position. It was then that I saw her lips quiver. Honey then came back and sat down next to her daddy. When the woman's turn came at the reception desk, no words were exchanged. The receptionist handed her a box that I knew well. It was ashes. The woman left in tears with the man's arms around her.

After Honey's exam, she wanted nothing more than to get out of the office. As we entered the waiting room, the girls and their mother were still there with the basset hound. As we walked past them, Honey stopped and acknowledged each of them. It was at that moment that her daddy and I knew that we had a very special girl and we anticipated what the future held for us.

In loving memory, her mom,
Barbara