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| Rainbow Bridge Continued......... |
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| CH. Bandor's Pieces of Dreams. I vaguely remember her, I mainly remember her mother "Happy" whom I learned to walk with. I don't have any pictures of "Happy" just Sandy. |
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Vennessesse's Above the Clouds "Kelly" is the granddam to "Rueben" and she didn't care much for dogshows. She made mom WORK really hard for the points. I miss seeing her smiling face in the kennel and laughing at her laying on her dogfood. Kelly was so sweet and loving, I miss her so. |
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Ch. Bandor's On Wings of Silk. "Sally" or as she became known to her fans, super Sally. We all thought she could do it all. This little bitch was from a hand raised litter and was my (Sarah's) best friend. She won multiple awards of merit as well as top rankings in her time. I still have dreams about meeting Sally on the other side of rainbow bridge. Sally and I grew up together. The day she died in Sept of 1990 I was crushed, devastated. Words cannont describe the loss of a dog so special and close to my heart. |
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| After the death of Sally I concentrated on my show rabbits for a few years. It wasen't until 1993 that I allowed another dog to be so close my heart. That dog was Ch. Cadenza Bandor Res'nble Doubt. |
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Ch. Bandor's Ever After (Ch. Bandor's Only Time Will Tell x Overland Summer Breeze) "Evan" was the result of my (Sarah's) first collie litter. Mom loved him from the get go. I knew there was no use in arguing with her about whether or not she could have "that mahogany male". Once she gets her head set on something, arguing with her is useless. I sold all the other pups and mentally kept Evan aside in my head for her. Evan FLEW to his championship. Those who have been in the collie world for a while swore he looked JUST like a "Prize" puppy. (Ch. Two Jays Hanover Enterprise). He was put up by "Parader" and "Fluffy'' judges alike. Evan was mom's heart and soul. I wish I could relive the day he opened the gate. |
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I still relive the tragic day this goregous young dog opened the gate. If only, what if, it would have been different. I wish I had known the school bus coming.......I couldn't get down the drive way fast enough, and like his sire he loved to chase cars, esp big ones. I screamed at the top of my lungs and he wouldn't come. I ran, but not fast enough. To this day, the dogs that were with me that horrible day still won't go near the gate. I sat in the middle of the road holding Evan and bawling hysterically until someone stopped and literally dragged me out of the road. They also helped me carry his body back onto the property. Within days we changed the gate and made it more "dog" proof. Sometimes it is people proof too. I never want to see or hear of something like that happening agian. I still have nightmares over it. |
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