This page is dedicated to the precious hounds we have loved and will never forget.
"Our big boned girl" May 24, 2000 - January 7, 2015
On January 7th our Zoe crossed from her home over the Rainbow Bridge with the help of Peaceful Passage."
I will always think of the first day I met Zoe with Peggy and Lew in Camp Hill. It was love at first sight for me with Zoe.
Thank you for letting me have her in my life."
Duster crossed the Rainbow Bridge on January 18th. He was a large, gentle red fawn who was 10 1/2 years old. He came to me after being fostered by a vet tech in York for several months after being rescued from an abusive situation. He was left outside in the winter, bullied by the other dogs and was very thin. At one point he ran away from the foster home and they found him in a field letting a farmer pet him. The farmer nursed him back to health. I took him about 6 years ago to keep Tessa company.
I found out later they (Tessa & Duster) had actually come up from Tampa on the same hauler, then 9 months later landed in the same home with me. He had issues with other dogs from time to time due to his history. He didn't realize the abuse was really at the hands of people, not other dogs. Luckily he never met a person he didn't love. In the last few years he'd deal with his fear of other dogs by just turning his head...."I can't see you so I'm not scared of you," I thought that was pretty clever.
He was my true Velcro dog. I was never out of his sight if he could help it. He was epileptic and on medication,
but it never slowed him down. He couldn't go to meet and greets but the last two years he "worked" Bon-Ton
with Tessa and was a customer and staff favorite due to his sweet disposition.
His racing name was Yo My Little Buddy, and he truly was my little buddy.
Duster crossed the Bridge on January 18th.
On January 24, 2015 we said goodbye to Phantom, Onaim Soulmate (06.08.2001--01.25.2015) (Fortress x Onaim Annie). His body was failing and it was time. He was with us for almost 10 years and David and Richard before he chose to make us his family. He was our first grey and our second we've seen cross to the bridge. Godspeed my foolish white dog.
Rebecca Firestone & Family
Feb 22, 2004 - March 21, 2015
Goodbye to our dear Sweet Sharon (racing name) aka Sharon Mary Claire Josephine Anne. You came to us 7 short years ago while on vacation. It seems like only yesterday you chose us from inside your kennel at the track. The last year has been hard on you with your seizures. The last seizure was especially different and took so much out of you. You kept a brave face for us with your gentle personality, but this morning you let us know that you were ready to meet your other brothers and sisters at the Rainbow Bridge. A very tearful Goodbye from your family. We all love you very much...until we meet again and cross that Bridge together.
David Holsopple and Richard Reigle
Abby was only with Dave and Colleen Miller, Goliath and Jet for a very, very short time. Less than 2 months after they adopted her they bid her farewell as the angels carried her across the bridge. Sweet Abby you were well loved and will forever be in the hearts of those you loved you.
OPHIE you were my first dog. I was so happy to have a dog because for various health reasons in my growing up people got ill from having dogs around them. Because of you I would be sick without dogs around me.
You were special, you brought joy and laughter and changed our home. You were the quintessential Greyhound! No unnecessary moving for you. You want to scratch my belly, oh, okay, fine. But once you start I’ll let you know when to stop.
Hey, hey you’re not paying attention to me. Let me just bump his arm, he’ll get the message.
What the…he just doesn’t get it. I’ll bump him again and again until he figures it out. Boy is my human dumb. Hey, hey it’s me Ophie give me some love here why don’t you?
And then our hearts were broken. It was the diagnosis from hell. We knew what needed to be done. And in your own way you told us it was okay you were ready. We did the best for you sweet girl, because, Ophie, you always did so much for us.
You came into our lives tired and scared.
You knew nothing of family life
You learned, you learned
What makes a nice life
And what you could do without
No room for small spaces
No need for fast runs
You’d done those before
I’ll take the couch
Thank you very much
Mind bringing it to me
For all that
For her wagging tail
and greyhound smile
We will love her forever
So no pain may ever stop
Her wagging tail
Good bye sweet dog
RIP Ophie Lissauer
Michael and Monica Lissauer 4/10/2015
JENNY McCanna went on her journey to the Rainbow Bridge on June 10, 2015. She was 16 years old. Jenny (MD's Georgia) was born on May 17, 1999, the 7th in her litter. We picked her up at Peggy's on May 13, 2002. I fell in love with Jenny the moment I saw her in Peggy's basement. She was whining, so I reached in her cage and she nuzzled her head into my hand. She was a sweet girl who immediately bonded to the family. She loved walks, bicycle rides (she actually relaxed in her doggie trailer, aka. "chariot", while Daddy, aka. "her mule", pulled her with his bike), ice cream, and, dare I say, McDonald's cheeseburgers. Most of all, though, she just wanted to be with us, no matter what we were doing or where we were going. We will forever hold the love we shared in our hearts. Someday, we will meet again at the Rainbow Bridge but in the meantime, run like the wind, Sweet Girl, and then lie down for a good greyhound nap. Our Forever Love, Daddy & Mommy (Jim & Robin)
May, 1999 - June 10, 2015
We lost our beautiful Isabel in November, 2014. She was almost 12. The 7 years we had with her went too quickly. Isabel was our first experience with a greyhound. We’d never met one before PG’s meet and greet. We were grieving the loss of our 16 year old weimaraner. The greys were so different! Elegant and gentle. So we asked for help and PG found us Isabel, a five year old who was fostering with Judi Kaufman. Izzie healed our hearts and we fell in love hard with our beautiful black girl. She was so funny - she gathered everything! If something was missing, Izzie had it. (I was putting together an Ikea desk when I thought I had lost my mind because my screwdriver disappeared. I found it under my pillow when I went to bed.) The first week she had to be rescued from the upstairs twice. Brad had to come home from work at The War College in the middle of the day to carry her downstairs after she had quietly followed me upstairs and I couldn’t begin to carry her down. She was crazy stealthy! We were all happy when she mastered going down the stairs. If you nuzzled her head with kisses she chattered her teeth with joy. She taught us all about rooing and helicopter tails. Such a happy, beautiful girl. She rescued us. We’ll love her forever.
REKO Thomas 1-27-01--5-30-15
We adopted our beautiful blue boy Thomas in 2003 at the age of two years old from Personalized Greyhounds. He had been in three homes before we found him through Peggy and Lew Levin. He has been our companion for the last 12 years. He adapted to us quickly and showed us that greyhounds are truly a special breed. Because of Thomas we now have four greyhounds. He gave us love and laughter. We want to thank Peggy and Lew for giving us Thomas and the chance to share our love with him. He will be missed. Thank You, Dave and Helene DiVito (personalized greyhound #A0609)
LINDY came to join our family a short month later. We weren’t fussy-we saw him on a website in Kansas where I had a friend, and when we found out he was cat-safe, we said we’d take him, sight unseen. Lindy became Dave’s buddy almost immediately, and he gave River the companionship she needed. The two dogs got along well for the nine or so years they lived together. She was bossy outside, and he was in charge in the house. So funny to see them act and react together. Just by chance, they were only a month apart in age, so they grew old together, slowed down at the same time and started their elderly years sleeping, mostly, a little running, and lots of "pet me" faces. They both got all the love and attention they wanted and needed. Now River is alone again. She’s outlived her two best friends. She’s quiet again, sleeping a lot and we’re soon going to bring another dog home to share what time she has left. She’s healthy and well, but she’ll be 14 soon and you just never know. We miss Lindy, and I know that those of you who knew him will miss him too. He was a real gentleman, shared his love at the Bon Ton and other gatherings. He was a wonderful friend to Dave and me during the years he lived with us. He died on February 18th, one month short of his 14th birthday. He is gone but never forgotten.
There's a hole in my heart where Goliath used to be.
He nuzzled my soul and was part of me.
The Greyhound I cradled eight short years ago was a ninety pound bundle of love
and I know that he'd lick away all of my tears if he could.
Goliath had a sense of duty to make me feel good.
It's my obligation to do what is best. The love of his "master" is put to the test.
It's a wrenching and sorrowful way that we part; it doesn't hurt less when the head rules the heart.
There's a hole in my heart where my Goliath has passed through.
When we said goodbye part of me was lost
In so much loving memory, we miss you ~
Dave and Colleen Miller (10/9/15)
Marilyn and Michael Kentch sent their beloved Capri to her final rest in December. Their home was a very lonely place without her.
How much loss is too much?
Sadly one month after the Firestone Family lost Phantom, on February 25 they unexpectedly had to place their
Pippa Molly Gator into the arms of angels to be carried across the Bridge.
Run free and fast, our beloved Molly Gator. You were so very loved and your paw prints will be forever on our hearts.
Gabby passed away on Dec 19, 2014 and was 12-1/2. She was our sweetie girl. Everyone that knew her, loved her. Everyday, rain or shine, we would put on our gear and take our walk, around the track, at the playground by our house. The kids playing, other dog walkers, joggers knew her by name and would stop and say "Hi" and would always comment on how beautiful she was with her black shiny fur. My husband and I would love to see her peek her head around the corner to see who was coming up the steps from the rec room. It was so adorable. We miss all the little things she would do.
Gabby brought a lot of joy to our hearts and we are forever grateful for the time we had with her.
I know, Gabby, our sweetie girl, has a special place in "Doggie Heaven". That’s one thing for sure!