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HANS SOLO and yes it's from Star Wars. Had to come up with a good German name and so there it is.

As a puppy.

HANS

At one and one half years old.

 

 

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JUST THIS SIDE OF HEAVEN IS A PLACE CALLED RAINBOW BRIDGE

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers.

Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling togeher in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your facr; yourhands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

 

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together...

 

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HANS SOLO

At one year. Born Feb 28,2009

He comes from a long line of Best of Show at Westminster Dog Shows. His Dad was 125 lbs and Mom was 85 lbs, he'll be a big boy when he grows up. He is absolutely fearless and is afraid of nothing and is very protective of me. Twice I've had to hold him back from an attack when he thought I was being threatened. Note: both of his ears are standing.

 

 

WOLFGANG

He was the love of my life for those 7years and 10 months. I could never get his left ear to stand up and so all the guys in Chico said he was "gay". But he was my "gay" dog and I loved him like no other. The day he died, he romped in the school yard, came to class that I taught, begged for food from the people there and when we came home he layed down at my feet and quietly went to sleep. He was always at my side in life and in death. I was heart broken, but happy I allowed him to be the dog he was meant to be. This is him at the Day of his death.

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May 25, 2001-born
March 27, 2009-died