In Memory

Of our babies at the

The Rainbow Bridge

Sidewinder 6/27/03

Sidewinder came to Fldr heartworm positive. Everyone made sure he knew lots of love for the short time he was with us. We know he is now happy and free playing at the rainbow bridge

 Dear Poohzer was rescued from a breeder and joined my family as my very first foster baby for just one month before he went to the Rainbow Bridge. But since it took about five minutes to fall in love with him, at the same time, it felt like I had had him forever. It felt so heartwarming to know that I was helping to get him to his forever home where he would be loved and life for him would be as it was meant to be. So needless to say, I was heartbroken when, all of a sudden, he was gone. One day he was fine and in the next two days, nothing could be done to help him breathe. Congestive heart failure had overcome him and he went to the Rainbow Bridge on November 16, 2003. I am grateful for the time I had with him and that I was able to show him a comfortable home and loving arms. In his last couple of days he spent time outside on a blanket enjoying the sun and the breeze by a tree in the back yard with my 10 year old daughter talking to him and petting him. That is the picture I will always remember of Poohzer and I know now that he is free and loving life with his friends at the Rainbow Bridge. Thank you FLDR for all that you do for these wonderful dogs and I am so proud to be a part of your organization.
Sassy was given to me 13 years ago as a surprise Christmas gift from my fiancé (now my husband) Harry. Sassy was a true Shih Tzu, 9 pounds of pure attitude and we loved every pound. We had to say good-bye to her several months ago; her little heart just didn't work anymore.  We got a little doxie, Rudy, to fill the hole in our hearts and to be company to our other shih Tzu, Cookie. Then I learned about FLDR and adopted another doxie, Pete. The saying "you can't have just one" is really true with doxies.

If It Should Be

If it should be that I grow weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand;
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years-
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so;
The time has come so let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend
And please stay with me 'til the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waived,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Please do not grieve-it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years-
Don't let your heart hold back its tears.

-Author Unknown
 
The photo shows Sandy (on left) and her mom, Binky (on right). I had these two precious girls for over 13 years. They went to The Bridge in '92 & '93, respectively. My heart purely aches when I look at their picture, but I was blessed by having them in my life. I now am owned by two other Dachshunds, Chloe and Sammie and work with a Dachshund rescue group myself.

Thx for this opportunity, if possible, to publicly thank my "Girls" for all the unconditional love they so freely gave me.
 		 We lost Katie today. She was 12 years old and went to the bridge today. I met her on Saturday and she was very frail and probably had the best days of her life living with Lynne Maddox these past couple weeks. We will see you again Katie.
Love all the members
of FLDR
R.I.P Jan 15th 2004

 
We lost Angel today. She fought hard to overcome heartworms. God called her home to the Rainbow Bridge. We will miss her very much. R.I.P Jan 20th 2004

"I'll Be Right There"

When my time on earth is done
And I'm called to the Place Beyond
Where my loved ones wait for me
Mom, Dad, brother, grandparents, and all of you who have gone before me
I'll see them all smiling and waving me on to join them
As once again we will be a family, I understand
But I have one stop to make before we are united once again
Please wait, I'll be right there
For there are others who have also gone before me
Ones that have no voice
Many that I have have loved and lost
Many I have never met
Waiting for me at The Bridge
So, I'll be right there
For first I must run and play with them
Throw a ball and roll in the dew-covered grass with them
Inhale their sweet, puppy breath, and be overwhelmed by their unconditional love once
more
They have all waited such a long time to be loved again
I'll be right there
For once again they are all young, happy, healthy souls
Now free of age, sickness and neglect
And as I cross the bridge to be with my family once more, I tell them all as I cross over,
"I'll be right here"

CHERYL
 
Let us not forget sweet sweet Sammy.
Sammy was only 3 yrs old but
he touched so many with his sweetness.
Sammy I love you still....Sammy I'll love you always.....my special little foster boy!!
 		 Our Dearest Emma,
We still thank the Lord every day for bringing you into our life. We
had you since you were six weeks old. Papa brought you to me for
Mother's Day, and you were my best Mother's Day present ever!! You
were the funniest, kindest, and cutest little doxie we had ever seen,
and we will be coming home someday to see you, your momma Duchess, and
all the other animals we have loved so long and so well. We know you
are with the Lord and all the other animals who are happy, free of
pain, and forever young. God bless your little soul (we know you have
one), and we send all our love and kisses your way. We have been
blessed to have another little tiny one like you, Sadie, to love and
laugh with and made friends with a whole bunch of other folks who love
doxies the way we do. Oh, by the way, your best little friend who
loved you and gave you great doxie kisses and baths, Winnie, misses you
too and will someday join you to romp and play together again!! God
bless you our littlest angel.

Momma and Papa
 
Weenie, you came to us an abused scared little 1 year old and you took to me right away, never leaving my side until the day you went to the Rainbow Bridge. You were with us for just under 10 happy years. I know the last few weeks when your back went the pain was excruciating even with the medication. I cried inside so that you would not see me and be sad. I held you that day in my arms with the tears streaming down my face while asking God that he take you fast so that you would be out of pain and running with your cousins and friends that went before you.

Poopie, I remember my Mom bringing you to me as a belated Valentine’s Day gift you were just 7 weeks old. So small you fit in the palm of her hands, such a beautiful baby doxie. You were with us for 16½ happy years. The only illness you had during all that time was a thyroid condition that was under control with medication. It broke my heart the day I came home from my sister’s house and your Daddy told me you had died quietly in your sleep. I held you and did not want to let you go, you were such a loving doggie. When we brought Weenie into our home you were not jealous even though you barked in his face for 2 full days I imagine putting down the rules, even though he did not listen. You and Weenie became such good companions and best friends and as good friends do, he was waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge to greet you his love so that you would once again run and play with him and all those who went before you.

It has taken us over two years to once again find happiness with a sweet Dachshund/Dalmatian mix from FLDR by the name of Heidi, she has taken over our lives and makes us old folks happy and keeps us on our toes. She is not taking either of your places, she is making a place for herself in our hearts. There is a verse in one of the poems I have read that I think of when I think of you, Poopie and Weenie it goes like this:

“If tears could build a stairway, And memories were a lane, I would walk right up to heaven, And bring you home again”.

Rest well my beautiful Poopita and handsome Weenie. We will love and miss you until that day when we are all together again.

Daddy (Jack) & Mommy (Eva)


Poopita (Poopie) 03/15/85 - 07/15/01 and Wiener (Weenie) 07/04/89 - 02/16/00 my precious fur babies.

 

God Speed Littleman
Born January 15, 1998 Died December 8, 2003
Dear Littleman,

Our snuggle bunny, do you know that from the time you were a 14 week old fur baby, your neck always smelled like fresh tortilla chips? Do you know that you were beautiful? Yes you were! You had a deep rich red shiny coat. But even if your outside hadn’t been so shiny, you would have still been a beautiful boy to me, daddy and your sister Red. My precious fur baby, why did we have to say goodbye? We miss your snuggling as you tried to find the most comfortable location, as close to mommy and daddy as possible, to take a nap with us. I miss your laying down on the bath mat waiting for me to finish my shower because you just couldn’t bare waiting anywhere else. I miss your nose appearing at the bottom of any door that separated you from me. Yes, you were my shadow but I never minded, no, not at all. Before you left  to the Rainbow Bridge, I used to wonder sometimes how I would deal with losing you or your sister Red in your senior years. The thought was difficult and I would push it aside. However, the time to say farewell came much sooner….I was crying, daddy was crying, and I heard Dr. Robert’s say he was sorry. I held you as tight as I could without causing you more pain, I smelled your neck, smelled those fresh tortilla chips, I held your face to mine and asked you “to give mommy a big kiss,” then, like you always would, you nibbled and licked my nose. That was our special fur baby and Mommy kiss - Just between you and me. It was the last time I saw you. I left knowing I couldn’t stop your pain. Mi nino lindo (my beautiful boy), mommy and daddy are so, so, sorry they couldn’t take you home again – It broke our hearts. You will always be with us, in our hearts and in our memories. You are even in Mommy’s dreams... Littleman, if you can hear us in Rainbow Bridge, we love you and we wish you God speed Littleman…Sweet dreams Littleman. Our love will fly to you each night on Angel’s wings. (Mommy, Daddy and Red).
 
Hanna went to Rainbow Bridge this morning. She is playing with her brother Sam and the rest of the "Magnificent Seven". She was 17 and lived a full life. She will be missed
 

 

Love Doreen aka Mom ,Sister ,Friend

February 29th 2004

August 13, 2003 our baby went to heaven.


It was very sudden that his disk ruptured.
Our hearts ache. Our home is not the same, our lives have changed forever.
He taught us what unconditional love is.
We Thank God for the time that we had Frank.




Lil' Franky Dondl
9/22/91 - 8/13/03


 
Pumpkin

March 2004

On the day she died, a beautiful rainbow appeared out of nowhere. I knew it was a sign. We know she is okay, and out of pain now. It was her time, and sometimes I think this world was not good enough for her. She deserved better. We ill see you again at the rainbow bridge.

Love your Mom & Dad
 

 Our Beloved Boo-Boo died this morning. We got him as a rescue dachshund in September 2002, so he had 1.5 years with us. He will be missed. Here is one final picture of Boo - Boo (the black dog) with Roxy licking his face and Liz'Beth in the upper right hand corner. An unidentified dog tail is in the lower left hand corner.
R.I.P. April 2004

 
Maxine in her Easter Bonnet
13 ½ years old
Miss Maxine, our Blind Doxie Foster, crossed the Rainbow Bridge yesterday. She crossed pain-free at home in her mom’s arms with Kisses next to her.
She used her nose, ears, and most of all, her heart to see what her eyes could no longer see. She touched each of our souls in so many ways during her brief time with us.

We miss her so much.
Kisses, Roscoe, and Mom Diana
 

RIP Scrappy,
January 2002-April 12, 2004
********************
Scrappy lost the fight for his, all to short, life, leaving us on Sunday,
April 12, we don't have a picture to place with his memorial because he was
with us for such a short time, however we don't want him to pass unnoticed..
Scrappy was a baby black and tan mini dachshund, he came to us as a cruelty
case in Fort Walton Beach Florida, where, his former owners neglected him
horribly, to the point of him being nothing but skin pulled over bones, to
add to that they fed him cigarette butts and marijuana, apparently as a
cruel joke, Animal Services took Scrappy (Then named Weed) away from them,
and called us to try to help him out, but it was to late. His little body
gave out, probably from toxins in the cigarette butts, and he went to the
bridge at our Vets office....For the few days that we had little Scrappy in
our care he was an extremely loving little guy, always wanting to give
kisses and snuggle into whoever would hold him, or he lay quietly with his
little stuffed animal, in the cage at the vets office, when he wasn't being
treated. All of us at FLDR and the wonderful people working at WynnHaven Animal
Hospital in Mary Esther Florida were extremely saddened by his passing, he
touched us all with his love and bravery, we wish we could have gotten to
him in time to save him. It is unimaginable to us how someone could have
treated such a sweet little guy in such a inhumane manner. And he still be
so loving till the end, but he was.......I hope in my future days of rescue
I never come across another Scrappy and see another doxie suffer the way he
did because of human ignorance.


 
Little Cain came to FLDR a very very sick little 9 pound 4 ounce boy. He was picked up at a kill shelter in Clanton, AL, where he had been given no treatment and we were told his owners turned him in because he had seizures - and they didn't want to deal with them anymore.
Cathy, a wonderful lady, who works at the vet in Montgomery, AL, who assists in our Doxie rescue efforts (and she is also a friend of Armareaha Brock, one of our fosters) went and picked him up and took him to the clinic where tests were run and treatment was begun. He probably never had seizures but some of the other problems he had could have appeared to be seizures. This little boy was diagnosed with severe pancreatitis and could hardly be touched - it hurt so bad. He also had severe difficulty in breathing and his liver enzymes were badly out of control.
In spite of the fact that he was picked up on Tuesday, May 4, 2004 and passed over the Bridge the night of May 7, 2004, he knew he was loved for those last few days. He may have come from a place where he was not taken care of, but that tiny little boy had a very big heart and he stole Cathy's heart in just those few days. Even though it was painful for him to be touched, Cain welcomed Cathy's touch and somehow knew she loved him. His time with FLDR was very short but I believe he knew Cathy loved him, wanted to help him and maybe even knew that she planned to take him home with her forever. His tiny little body was just not strong enough to endure all his health problems that had been allowed to go not just untreated but undiagnosed. Little Cain, you were loved and someday you'll see Cathy again.


 		 Here is a picture of my beloved doxie, Bob. He was almost 12 when he passesd away on March 14, 2004. He had diabetes for about 3 years and stayed as strong as he could till the end.
I miss him so much. Bob was a happy and strong little doxie and he is still alive in my heart forever. I love you baby and miss you so much, but I will see you again one. Miss you baby

Your mommy ~ Caterina
 
FLDR Lost one of our Babies today. She is now playing at the Rainbow Bridge. Brandy was 13 years old Rest in Peace sweet Girl we will miss you.

6/8/2004

 

 In Memory of our beloved Lily who passed away February 17th 2004 of congenital heart failure She was only 6 yrs old.

I miss you so Lily I know your waiting at the bridge for me and we will be together again .

Love your Mom Sandra
Frisky, you loved and were loved for eighteen years.
I miss you, your fresh peppery scent, and your sweet
nose love nips. Thanks for finding me when you did.
Love always, Courtney
 		 We put our beloved CindyLou to sleep on October 7, 2004. She was born on August 23, 1987 and lived to be over 17 years old. Ah CindyLou, the things you loved to do:

* Chase squirrels, lizards, kitties and bunnies.
* Climb trees (CindyLou doesn't want anyone to know that the trees were on the ground).
* Pester your two brothers Nicklaus and Alexander.
* Insist that the driver's window is always down and your nose is always sniffing outside - even when it was snowing.
* Munch on hamburger - your favorite food.
* Snooze in the sun.

You will always have a warm spot in our hearts, CindyLou. We will see you again one day in heaven. Run and go play with your brothers Boo-Boo, Nicklaus and Alexander who are happy to be united with you again.
 
Jo Jo in the middle of Ginger & Dakota. He has crossed the Rainbow Bridge- welcomed by all his family that had gone before him. I will always cherish the memory of his kisses and his tail that wagged constantly.

WE WILL MISS YOU JOE BEAR
Love, Momma, Ginger, Dakota, Pepper, Jasmine & Chloe
 

 April 5, 2005

I know I only had you in my life for 2 short years, but you made an impact. You were such a stoic little creature, with a little imp inside. I always knew you were feelin' "froggy" when you'd give your little snort before rolling on the floor.
When you came to me you were nothing but skin and bones. You always looked so pitiful, and even though we tried, you left the same way. I could never get you to gain any more than one pound, but I knew you were happy and your coat became shiny. We found out that your poor little heart had a huge murmur, and I think all your resources went to fuel your "slushy" heart.
You really didn't know many "doggy" things, and it was a year before I got my first "kiss". I really thought we were making progress last week when you lifted your leg so I could rub just the tiniest part of your belly!
We guessed your age around 10, two years ago, but they must have been long hard years. I wish I could have had you in my life sooner so those years wouldn't have been so long or so hard. I know you had much more love to give, if only someone had showed you how.
The doctor thinks sometime on Monday night the little "strings" that hold your heart valves together broke, so that's why you had such labored breathing. I thought for sure you were going to cross the bridge that night, but you just kept on fighting. I knew on Tuesday how tired you were, and that I would have to help. My heart "strings" broke for you then. I love you.

Be happy.....be healthy....my little Darlin'.
WE LOST A BELOVED MEMBER OF FLORIDA DACHSHUND RESCUE and there is no better place for us to remember him always than to place him here on the rainbow bridge page of all the doxies that passed before him. He loved them and helped them so much while he was here on earth with us.

Tribute to Tony

Maybe someday soon I can be young again,
When my fate seems less tightly sealed.
When my heart feels less heavy from the loss,
And I discover a life yet to be lived.
Maybe someday soon I can be young again,
To awaken to another life I had put aside.
I will yet again find the strength,
To play the games of youth and faith.
Maybe someday soon I can be young again,
For now I must endure this broken heart.
The tears come to older eyes so quickly now.
I may yet dream of strength and courage and love.

Love John

For Tony,
January 11, 1955
April 19, 2005

18256 days of life


 

 I held Jesse as he passed to the Rainbow Bridge, but his being sick is not his whole story. I received a call from the Humane Society and went to see about him. Once I saw the mental condition he was in there at the shelter, I could not bear to leave him there. He had been so badly mentally abused that he was afraid of all people and would bite whoever he thought was a threat to him. He never once tried to bite Linda or me, but he was allowed to come to us on his own terms. Once he knew he could trust us, as well as Johnny, Linda's husband, and my husband, we could handle him with no aggression of any kind being shown. He was so very, very scared of the world around him because apparently for 4 years this little beautiful soul had been so mentally abused. He was very scared of the dark, so, of course, Linda always had a light turned on for him. The first night she took him home he was outside in the dark with her and went under her terry robe for safety. When they went inside Linda gave him her Terry robe and he cuddled up in it where he slept except the 3 days he was at the vet on triple i.v.'s for what we thought was pneumonia, not the distemper he contracted (most likely at the shelter). Bless his heart, his last day of life was such a struggle for breath, but now he can breathe and run free and know that no one will ever be mean to him again. Linda and Johnny have made a final resting place for Jesse at their home next to their other beloved fur babies that he joined at the Rainbow Bridge.

I know I will once again be with Jesse, as Linda, his forever foster mom, will also. We had him for only a short 2½ short weeks in our lives, but he was constantly on both of our minds ... and I must say still is. Many tears have been shed over Jesse ... it is really strange how much love can come to one in such a short time. Bless each and every one of you for helping all of these lost little ones out in this mean awful world we are living in today ... Thank God for each and every one of you!!!!

P.S. to Jesse,
We Love You Jesse, and you will never be forgotten, and you carried a part of our hearts with you. Thank you for the kiss that you gave Linda Sunday, the day before you left us. You must know by now how much that little kiss meant to the one who loved you so.

Your forever family: Linda, Johnny, Terri, and Ron

 
Ivan Browning - March 2007, 17 years, 5 months old

Ivan was my shadow for more than 17 years. He was the sweetest and 'easiest' dog, bringing me so much joy. So when he became frail and faltering the past few years, I did everything I could to repay him. Finally, though, I had to let him go. I hope I did enough. I think he'll tell me so when we meet again.

Love Dad
 

 Beloved, gentle, funny, happy Calvin. He left us on the 26th of May 2006, at the end of a long and courageous battle against kidney problems. Calvin was one of the “flood doxies” that FLDR took in, in the fall of 2003. There were about a dozen or more, male and female, young and old. I saw a picture of Calvin on the web site, sent it to a friend, and her comment was …."such presence”! Calvin was 12 ½ years old at the time he came into rescue, and suffered from heartworms and horrible teeth conditions. Rather than letting him live out his life with these ailments, I adopted him and brought him to Pensacola. What a love!! The vet treated his heartworms slowly, and he was free of them in 2005. His dental situation needed several major procedures, but he could still chew! Calvin had the most “love” eyes of any dachshund I’ve been around; one look, and you were a goner. His little feet would sort of flop outward when he trotted on a walkie, and he would bark so hard while his breakfast and dinner were being fixed that his front feet would come high off the floor. If I admonished him to be quiet, he would duck his head down and pretend nonchalance while gazing off into the horizon, until he thought it safe to bark again! Calvin had a very, very special place in my heart, and I am so grateful that we had a few years together. He followed me wherever I moved to inside my home, always the first one there. His ashes will join those before him, in a large urn, with his nametag on the front. He will always be in my heart, and I just wish he was still in my home. Calvin, I know you are in a better place, where we will meet again. I love you. Your mom, Pat.

We may not be together in the way we used to be,
But are still connected by a cord no eye can see.
So whenever you need to find me, we’re never far apart;
If you look beyond the horizon and listen with your heart.

Author unknown
 
Chance, the FLDR legend, peacefully crossed the Rainbow bridge about 4 PM, Monday, October 24, 2005, at home in his mother’s arms surrounded by all of his best friends. How do we adequately pay tribute to such a strong, determined, smart, and loving soul? He was left at a kill shelter by his parents of 12 years and rescued by FLDR. He succeeded in getting himself kicked out of several foster and forever homes. He tried to do the same here, but with the support of his FLDR friends and a very good Vet, who determined that he had considerable cognitive and physical issues, we were able to outwit him long enough for him to decide our house wasn’t so bad, even if he wasn’t the only Dog. Roscoe and Kisses let him be the Alpha Dog. Neither of them wanted the job anyway. He admitted to The Pet Psychic that he was badly behaved when he first came here. He was proud to tell her that he was now very well behaved. With half a brain, he was smarter than any animal I have ever known. He was our protector, supervisor, and Roscoe’s best friend. Roscoe sits on his grave every day and tells him what has been going on. He is running pain free in a field of flowers. All I can say is God help whoever thought they were Alpha when he arrived. Our hearts are broken.



Mom Diana, Roscoe and Kisses		 Kisses peacefully followed her brother Chance across the Rainbow Bridge on November 22, 2005. They crossed just four weeks apart. She was at home, in her mother’s arms, with Roscoe at her side. She was the glue that held our pack together. She was its heart, soul, and Roscoe’s love. Even though she was 14, deaf and blind, she still had her wits about her. She never ran into anything. She knew where all her beds were. She could still go to the door, go outside, do her business, and come back in…all without hitting anything. Not only did she know where her food bowl was, she knew where Roscoe’s and Chance’s were. She was amazing. She was one of the Flood Dogs FLDR rescued in Tampa. No one knows how many puppies she raised or how many grandpuppies she never knew. She survived heartworm treatment at age 12. She beat the stuffing out of Chance every time he attacked her. He never tried to sleep in any of her beds or get under any of her blankies. Her ‘boys’ (as Roscoe and Chance were known) took good care of her in her last days. Chance stayed with her in spirit form all the time accompanying her across the Bridge and Roscoe gave her long nose-to-nose nuzzles several times a day. We miss her gentle soul and loving kisses. Now our hearts have two holes in them.


Mom Diana and Roscoe

 

HEIDI the Exquisite

2001 – June 27, 2007



Heidi you came to us from FLDR on September 20, 2003 at 2 years old you were such a beautiful Doxie/Dalmatian girl you were with us for 3 years 9 months and we loved every minute of the time spent with you even though it was cut short so unexpectedly when your little heart stopped. We know that you are now running free without pain with your friends and family. Your colorful antics were always an amusement to us jumping fences and climbing trees so high we could only imagine no dog had done before. You entered our lives and it was such a happy day. Little Heidi Girl you were such a loving Daddy's girl constantly with or looking for him. We miss you dearly our sweet baby and know that we will see you again someday. Thank you Heidi for the unconditional love that you gave to us, you will be forever in our hearts. Until we see each other again at the Bridge.

Mommy and Daddy who will always love you

as do Romeo & Cleo too.

 

 Our Little Fred  2007

Freddie came to us this past summer as our first ever rescue dog. He was very overweight at 25 pounds, un groomed and clearly not shown the love he deserved. It only took a few days for Freddie to impact our lives in so many ways. Although he tried his best to keep us at a distance with his grumbles and growls and his old grumpy man nature it made us love him even more. We rescued him and watched as he turned into the funniest little dog in the world. With help from another foster home we were able to get five pounds off his overweight body and show him the love and affection every dog deserves. It became so clear to us that the only home that would fit for Freddie was our own but just before we could adopt him, his disk blew out and we had to make the toughest decision in the world to let him go. Through the years of neglect and over feeding, Freddie's body couldn't take the extra weight he carried and at 13 years old a blown disk wouldn't allow Fred to live out the rest of his years happy and pain free. Freddie, we know you are at the Rainbow Bridge eating anything and everything you come into contact with, taking long baths every day because bath time was your favorite time (next to eating), marking everything you come into contact with and barking for no reason seconds after everyone else is done barking. We know you are happy and pain free and we imagine you have the biggest fluffiest bed that you meticulously fluff everyday just so you can roll and roll from one side to the other for hours of fun and we know you have the coolest biggest toys you could find to snuggle with. You were absolutely one of our favorite things about life and we all miss you very much! Because of the change we saw in you from the first day we got you to the last day we had you, we know you felt loved and happy the last six months you were here and we are so happy we got to have you as a part of the Preston Family!
Love,

Amy, Chris and Sophie