by Pat Closher
Today we rescued your dog. We don’t know where you got him from - maybe you saw him in a pet store window or maybe one of your neighbors bred a few litters a year just to make some vacation money or because they loved their dogs so much that of course they wanted to have puppies. We don’t know much about how you cared for him either, although our vet thought that for such a young dog, his teeth were in pretty bad shape.
One day, we saw him on the shelter web site. We called and asked about him. The shelter workers were so happy to hear from us and were delighted to agree to bring him to a local pet store where they do adoptions. Do you want to know why they were so accommodating? He was scheduled to be killed that afternoon. He didn’t know that, but the shelter workers certainly did. It hurt them and he felt that, so he knew something was wrong. All of a sudden, though, the shelter workers were happy and excited and so was he. They bathed him and brushed his coat. We think they probably told him this was it - his big chance, or maybe he just knew it somehow. When we met him, we all fell in love.
He had to go to the vet to be neutered, of course, but then he came home. He has his very own 13 year-old boy. You know, it’s almost like watching one of those old Lassie movies, seeing how well they’ve bonded. He’s got good food and his own toys. He’s taken on walks three times a day, is regularly groomed and is taken to the vet for needed care. We’ll be with him always, even if we have to make that last, difficult decision, because, you see, he is our dog and we are his family.
He has a good heart you know, but then he is a dog, so that’s to be expected. He’s probably forgiven you and, with a dog’s grace, doesn’t even remember you dumped him. He’d probably even be willing to greet you at the Rainbow Bridge. But you know what? He’ll greet us and go with us at the Bridge, and then he’ll be with us forever, because he’s our dog and we’re his family.
"Rest in peace Tango. He was a good dog who never missed a meal. He loved to chase Opposum. He was an expert seeker at hide and seek. His favorite part of a walk was to go home and see his Momma. He loved the occasional speed run. He is survived by his fur-sister Angie."
Tank, aka "Fat face" - we made fun of your slobber and chased you down with those rags...but I promise you we didn't mind one bit. I know baby boy, you hated having your face wiped. For daddy & I it had become entertaining...to see who could catch you first. Thank you for letting us love you, for overlooking our bad habits too, and for sharing each day of the last 1 ½ years of your life with us. You must have known you were getting sick honey and we're sorry we didn't know sooner. We didn't see this coming and we just weren’t ready to say good-bye. We know you weren't either. Thank you for hanging on...for waiting for us to return from our trip so we could hold you and comfort you as you passed over the Rainbow Bridge. We will never forget you and you will never be replaced. Please don't feel lonely for we will see you again some day. We love you and miss you so horribly.
Mom & Dad (Paulk family)
Thank you LSBR for taking Tank in and for giving us the opportunity to love him!!
- Marty & Wendi Lindquist-Paulk
Tasha was adopted from LSBR in 2006. She left us too soon when she lost her battle with cancer. She will live on in our hearts along with the memories she left forever.
Tasha, one of Libby's pups, has passed away. She did not live long but she was safe and loved while she was with us.
Theo is missed. He was the sweetest dog I’ve ever known. He was so good at being happy that he inspired us. He wasn’t even food aggressive even after being starved. We always thought that was amazing. We really missed Christmas tree shopping with him this past Christmas. He always came with us and wore his Santa suit. Naturally, he was the hit of the tree lot. This is a photo from Christmas of 2015. He’s wearing his Christmas collar, laying on his favorite bed, of the 5 we had for him. He may have been a bit spoiled. We think all the photos we have of him are cute, but of course that’s because he was a cherished member of our family. The Kuhn's