In Memory of Phinneas

In Memory of Phinneas



In Memory of Phinneas – June 7th 2021

Last week we said Good Bye to Phinneas, a nearly 50-year old Donkey rescued by our friend Celine Myers of the Ark Watch Foundation and placed at Red Bell Run several years ago.  He was many things…a bit persnickety (food was to be served in an appropriately warm or cool feed room on his special table,) opinionated (at his age he probably thought our drama and fussing over his many physical infirmities was ridiculous,) and he was possessed of an earsplitting bray that left no doubt about his feelings at any given moment.  He suffered from Cushings Disease which causes the inability to thermoregulate body temperature so he had an extensive wardrobe of various weight sheets, blankets, coolers, and raingear which he wore with dapper aplomb.  Sadly, he had lost his mate, Phoebe, before coming to Red Bell Run but became a companion to Miss Amanda, another Ark Watch rescue who is a character in her own right.  They shared a stall, raised an orphan and generally fussed, grumbled and loved their way through several happy years here at Red Bell Run. 

His great Donkey heart finally gave out on him and we had to let him go.  As heart sore as we are at losing Phinneas, we know that he is in Donkey Heaven, braying up a storm and knocking on the Heavenly Feed Room door demanding his supper.  We’ll see you at the Bridge, dear Phinn.

Phinneas and Amanda



Dear Lord, we are sending you our Phinneas today.
Please take him into Your loving arms, restore him to health and reunite him with his beloved Phoebe.  Give him silver wings to soar on golden winds.  Let Heaven reverberate with his loud, proud (earsplitting) bray and his feet dance in the Clouds so that we may see them race across  the skies at Red Bell Run and know he is with your Heavenly Herd.
 Look kindly on those of us who will miss him daily.  We are grateful for the years we had with him and that we had the strength to let him cross the Bridge in his time, for it is the final kindness that we can give him.
Please Lord, give Phinneas a special place in Your very finest Meadow,  let a friendly Sun warm his bones, a sweetly shining Moon ease his  nights and a gentle Wind to ruffle his shining coat.  We know that someday, when we cross that Bridge ourselves, we will hear his earsplitting bray, welcoming us Home.

In Memory of Phoebe

In Memory of Phoebe


Did I hear someone say it was time for a tour???

In Memory of Phoebe, December 2, 2019  

A word or two about luck…today we lost our Phoebe, possibly the most engaging, life-loving, bad a$$ dog that ever lived. Phoebe wasn’t just a child of God, she was a force of nature. She wrung every second of life out of her 19 years; she was the epitome of going out with a bang and never giving up or giving in. She used up every bit of that great big Wolfhound heart of hers and in the process she stole all of ours.

So what’s lucky about a loss that’s leaving all who knew her with such a sorrowful heart? It’s that we got to have her in our lives, that she taught us all about mind and heart defeating physical infirmities, and that we were the lucky recipients of her unconditional love. It was a mighty love, a universal tail-wagging, in your face, kind of love that chewed through doors and fences to get where Phoebe wanted it to be. So we were lucky…lucky that the universe gave us Phoebe to love and learn from.

The wind is howling across Red Bell Run right now and I’m quite sure it’s our Phoebe racing through the gates of Heaven. Good job, Phoebe, and thank you. See you at the Bridge, sweetheart.


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