r/RainbowBridgeBabies

This is a grief rant post. My buddy, my friend, my homie Jax is being put down in 9 days due to his diminishing health.

Wife and I had a very hard decision to make on this, and we ultimately decided we'd rather seem him go on a "good" day, as good as that day can be at least.

Hes been my best friend since I was 10 years old, and 17 years later he will forever be the my friend.

Today, we went and got his favorite naughty snacks, ice cream and whipped cream. He did not enjoy the dairy free whipped cream (sorry buddy) but had his fill of some vanilla.

Hold your furry friends close to you everybody! How dare time finally come to take my best friend.

My mom and I had to make the hard decision to put my childhood dog down today. It was just the three of us for 14 years and I cannot believe she is gone. She was so smart, silly, and sassy. She was the best part of everyday for me. The fact that I will not be greeted by her wiggles and hops anymore kills me. She was the best dog ever, truly irreplaceable. She was the reason I kept living when I didn’t want to anymore and I would like to keeping living in her honor even though times are extremely difficult right now. My precious angel Mallory Jean🪽 15 years old- chihuahua/jack russell mix

i had to say goodbye today to my baby much earlier than i ever thought possible. she became ill and fought so hard for a few days but it was time to say goodbye and let her rest. idk how to go on, she has grown up with me and idk what life is now, but i know i have to keep going and find joy again cause she would want me to. all she knows is joy and love from beginning to end. never a bad day for miss cleo. i am forever changed by her love 💙

REQUEST: This is my Oscar. Had to say a final goodbye on 10 March 2026 at 15 years of age. He left eating the forbidden KFC chicken because hey, there were no more worries about diet were there? That was a comfort, however odd it might sound.

A friend who’s benefited from your selfless service told me to consider it when I am ready. Just finding an image has brought me to tears but seeing Oscar hand painted is something that I can treasure for the rest of my days.

Thank you for considering painting my beloved Oscar.

No specific requests as I am the antithesis of an artist and trust the talents of your good folk. Just a painting will mean the world. Thank you

https://imgur.com/a/nOK8IC3

Cheers
Oscar’s human
P.S. happy to pay for postage

Willie.

Yesterday, my beloved and amazing baby Willie passed away. He had gotten neutered and must've had a reaction of sorts. I lied with him for 4 hours, petting him.

He was the sweetest boy. He bounced all over the place and would follow us everywhere, including every single bathroom visit for all 3 of us in the house. He would be overly aggressive while playing in his "tube" (yes, it is a tunnel, but tube is funnier) and would frequently slam into walls.

He was less than a year old, my beautiful Willie. He didn't deserve this. I'm still in shock, as this is my worst nightmare come to life.

He would watch me play my video games, and I had a little song for him. I find myself wanting to sing it, but the house is empty without his love and energy. Those last hours were awful and I'm still recovering from those, but I'm trying to remember the good times.

I love you, Willie boy. The short time we shared the earth together was wonderful and beautiful. Thank you for your love.

For any potential artist, you can choose as to include the Christmas decor or not. I'd love to pay for shipping and have the painting or what be it. Thank you

I have been trying to write this request for over a month now. It's been so hard to choose which photos to use and what to say without flooding this post with pictures and words. I'm an over-explainer by nature and both of my fur babies were such huge parts of my, my partner, and each other's lives. I met my partner when Sierra Bear was about a year and a half old and they instantly fell in love. Sierra was always slow to warm up to new people but not him, she literally threw herself at him 🤣🥰I'll try to keep this brief, but no promises 😅 I just can't put this off any longer.

Sierra Bear was the light of my life. It's cliche but I rescued her and she saved me from myself. My world revolved around her puppy-face, every song became about her and I would serenade her relentlessly. Rylee-kins was my constant shadow, my grumpy little sidekick always prancing by my right foot staring up at me excitedly and wondering when nap-time is. In many ways my babies were complete opposites but they were also the perfect pair. When Rylee passed in November of 2022, it was hard on all of us, Sierra very obviously mourned his passing and missed him greatly. I still had my Baby Bear though, and that helped a lot.

In November of last year Sierra Bear was diagnosed with Metastatic Cancer and on March 22nd of this year, we had to say goodbye to our Fluffy-butt Princess. The last few months with our girl were rough because she was on hospice care but I wouldn't trade them for anything. Now that she's gone, so is the light from my life. I'm trying hard to learn how to live without her, we both are, but every day is still a struggle.

I would be beyond grateful if someone would create portraits of my two loves. I would like to have the physical artworks, to hang above their memorial shelves, and will be glad to pay any shipping costs. Please send me a direct message and we can exchange the necessary information.

Thank you so much for reading, your time and energy, and for all that you do to bring a little light back into the lives of others.

Imgur photos linked below:

[Princess Fluffy-butt Sierra Bear](https://imgur.com/gallery/some-favorite-sierra-bear-photos-YbLDXDi)

[Prince Prancy-pants Rylee-kins "The Whiney-kins" Coyote](https://imgur.com/gallery/all-rylee-coyote-all-time-Z9bWrLa)

[The Puptastic Duo](https://imgur.com/gallery/puptastic-duo-sierra-bearra-rylee-kins-whiney-kins-UKzychO) Sierra Bear weighed about 45lbs, Rylee about 20lbs.

A little extra about Sierra Bear:

My girl was with me from 2 months old until her last day at 15 years, 7 months and 6 days. Sierra The Bearra was always the happiest, sweetest, most energetic, and sensitive girl. She was super smart, curious, and always ready for adventure! Her fur stayed super soft her entire life, especially her face and ears, everyone that touched her commented on it. She was entirely unmotivated by food but would do anything for snuggle and ball throwing sessions! She loved watching TV, being outside, camping and playing in water as long as her feet could touch the ground 🤣 She was OCD over lights and shadows and could not be allowed to play with them for her own safety, and everyone's sanity. She had the fluffiest face and butt in the whole wide world but couldn't thermoregulate well, so got shaved every summer. She once guarded a full plate of my dinner (while I was out of the room) from two large, hungry dogs that thought it should be theirs. She went kayaking at Lake Powell, met Herman the Sturgeon at Cascade locks, investigated the shipwreck on the Oregon coast, soaked at Bagby Hot Springs, camped in many Oregon Forests... Her dad had to teach her how to swim, and to howl - it still took her a while to figure howling out though, and she used to snort in between each howl, it was the cutest thing ❤️

A little extra about Rylee Coyote:

Rylee-kins, my Old Man Baby was the grumpiest seeming dog I have ever encountered, think of the most toxically masculine dude that just wants love and snuggles but doesn't want anyone to know he wants/loves it 🤣🤣🤣 He would climb up my chest, press his face into mine for kisses, and snarl like he was going to eat my soul the entire time! When I would introduce him to people I would tell them to pretend he was a cat purring instead of a dog growling, it was his happy sound ❤️ He would paw and whine at you until you covered him with a blanket so he could lay down and nap. He would literally come find me in a crowd (like when we had our house warming party) and bark, paw, and whine until I took him to bed and tucked him in 🤣🥰 Even in the summer, he wanted nothing more than to be napping under a blanket while touching me. It was normal to see him laying on the couch with just his face shoved under a blanket and one back foot outstretched to just barely be touching me, that was his happy place ❤️ Rylee-kins The Whiney-kins hated water and would avoid it even on the hottest days at the river. He would pace and whine at the waters edge if I went swimming and if I swam "too far" away from him, he would plunge into the water to swim out to me and force me to hold him 🤣 Rylee-kins generally hated being away from home, especially camping, but he would much rather have been with me than anywhere else. During his last years, he became inconsolable when I wasn't home. He would refuse to interact with my partner and just lay in bed and cry. As soon as I got home though, he would run and jump into Chris' lap and smother him with loves. When I became a Truck Driver, Rylee became my Truck Dog. I even had a little backpack to carry him into warehouses, etc. that didn't otherwise allow animals inside. He was my constant companion those last years.

Our beautiful Grace passed at 17 ❤️🌈

I want to thank Ursula_Wuffles and Amellor_Watercolor for the wonderful artwork of our sweet girl. We are so grateful and will be printing these to put next to her urn. Thank you for helping us memorialize our good girl. 💕

Mi gordote cruzó el puente del arcoiris hace tres meses...no hay hora en el día que no piense en él.. lo extraño muchísimo..se llamaba Golfo, y vivió una larga vida hasta los casi 17 años..

Me encantaría si me pudiesen hacer un retrato de él, cuando era más joven y lleno de vida..aqui estaba subiendose a mi falda a pedirme salir a pasear, con esa carita quién se resiste?? Te amaré siempre, mi rey precioso✨

What a beautiful tribute to a beautiful dog 🤍 forever grateful

It has been one year since we made the painful decision to put Rattle to sleep. He was one month shy of 15 years old and was a survivor of thyroid cancer in 2020. Vets determined he had a brain tumor that caused seizures that escalated very quickly over two days.

We had him since he was 10 weeks old. He was with us through our wedding, the purchase of our home, two job changes and multiple exciting hurricanes. He was headstrong and stubborn. I miss my baby boy.