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BUSTER 5/18/07

Buster was my foster dog. He had been in 3 other foster homes before he
came to me. I needed an old dog after Addie passed away so Michelle gave
him to me to foster. It was hard to let him go until I met his new
family.
Kim and Baylee were very eager to adopt Buster but had to wait
until they moved into their new home. Kim sent me pictures of the family
which included Shiloh, their other beagle, just so Buster would know
what they looked like when they met him. I consequently received
pictures of Buster, Shiloh and Baylee at least once a month. Buster was
the laziest beagle I have ever met so most of the pictures were of him
on the couch, chair, and bed lounging around. The best picture sent was
of Buster in a fluffy pink sweater Baylee must have dressed him in. He
still looked dignified as he sat there. He died of cancer in May. All
who knew him mourn his loss. Buster is the only foster dog that rates a
picture on our fridge. He was a dog with an old soul who was glad for a
warm bed and regular food. He didn’t ask for much and appreciated all
that was given to him.
Wally is now keeping Kim, Baylee and Shiloh company and yes, Kim is
sending pictures of him also. - Kathi, Omaha NE
MAX
4/23/07
Max
came to us late in 2004. He was a senior boy whom we had "traded" an
incompatible foster for during our foster experiences with another
rescue. The rescue was full, and while we could not keep his predecessor
because of our other dogs, we agreed to bring this patchy, stinky,
grumpy old male home with us for "just a short time." His name was Max.
A.K.A. "Mr. Bumbles" as his prior elderly parents called him. He would
cry out whenever we called him Mr. Bumbles, like he knew about and
missed his old parents. Well, it was not long before we knew we could
never let him go. He got along with our other dogs well, ok, mostly, and
wiggled his way into our hearts. Max and I could "talk" like Bassets do.
I could howl at him, and he could howl back at me, right on pitch. I
could change the pitch or howl longer/shorter, he would follow suit.
That was some of the best times with him. We called him "Maxer Blaster"
because, well, the special food we gave him came "blasting" out after
his meals. But we loved him nonetheless, and during his stay with us his
patchy coat filled out and got very soft, his allergies went into a sort
of remission, and he was as happy as he had ever been. We never knew how
much we loved him until he was gone. My wife had the misfortune to come
home and find him in the yard, by the gate, waiting for us to come home.
He could have been anywhere in the house, but it seemed like he knew
things were bad, and thought that he would wait for us to drive down the
road. Max has a memorial in our back yard, where he will remain near to
us forever. It took us about 9-10 months to find that we missed a 3rd
dog, and we got Max's successor, MacGyver. It seems that Mac knows about
Max's legacy, he is already talking to me like Max would. And he
respects the memorial in the yard. Arooooooo! Max went to the bridge,
and forever in our hearts on April 23, 2007. He will be forever missed.
- J.T. and Brenda, Merriam, KS
DOLLY
10/21/06

Dolly
came into rescue because she no longer had the ability to do stairs. Her
family had her for years, but due to her age and mounting health issues
they felt that she needed to find a one story home where she could live
out her days in comfort. I am lucky enough to have just such a house, so
Dolly arrived at my door on June 11, 2006. Dolly was a wonderful girl
who just fit right into the house. She spent her days in the kitchen
with a large dog bed and her evenings curled up next to the bed. She of
course got plenty of attention in between. Dolly passed to the bridge on
October 21st, 2006. She was lucky enough to have two families that loved
her dearly; she is very missed by all. - Eleanor, Peculiar, MO
MORTON - 6/22/06
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Morton aka Morty what a boy. He came to our home the
first part of March. We were given very little history. After the
first few days we knew we were in trouble. Morty was a nightmare.
We began evaluating his behavior
and decided he had separation anxiety. This little bundle of love would
pee on the floor and rip up anything in sight if left alone. We tried
crating him and he would howl and bark. It was so bad one evening we
decided to put him an outside kennel. This kennel has a concrete floor
and chain link fence. Morty ripped through the chain link fence and
escaped. Another occasion he ate through our wood fence, just a hole
big enough for him to fit through, because I was on the other side and
he wanted to be next to me. He had a fear of men so when my husband
would try to work with him he would cower in the corner or run from him.
We tried all the homeopathic
meds and worked with him. Little by little he improved but not enough
to make him adoptable. More than a month later I decided either Morty
needed medication or I did. This couldn’t go on. Oh my, we should have
medicated him earlier. Morty just blossomed. He could roam the house
freely at night. He went to his crate no problem. If he did follow us
out the door he stayed close and came when we called him. He would even
run up to my husband and roll over for a belly rub. Our toddler loved
Morty. You would here our son giggling as they played. We were so
excited about Morty’s progress and finding him a home.
3 months later life was good. I
told Morty someday soon he would be going to a great home where he would
get more love than he ever knew. I was right only not in the way I
expected. Morty went into seizures that wouldn’t stop. On June 22nd
Morty was put to sleep. Morty will be forever in our hearts, may he
rest in peace. - Jason & Angela, Ellsworth, IA
POTTER 5/19/06
Potter
came from the Chillicothe Animal Shelter. I took him in as a foster, but
knew quickly that he would be staying with me for good. Even though
Potter had been treated for heartworms, the damage had been done and he
was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. While we only had 10 months
together, he was my best little friend and went everywhere with me. He
loved to ride in the car and I think the only time he stayed home was
while I was at work, and even then he let me know what he thought of me
leaving him home. He insisted on riding in the passenger’s seat for all
of our journeys. On one trip to Pittsburg KS my mother came along and
dared to ride in his seat, making him ride in the back. On the way home,
he panted and fussed like he was on death’s door until we finally pulled
over to rearrange. He slept soundly the rest of the way home in his
rightful seat while my mother fumed in the backseat about that spoiled
rotten dog. Potter went to the bridge on May 19th, 2006. He was my
little angel who is missed everyday. - Eleanor, Peculiar, MO
DERION 4/24/06
Derion
came into our lives on August 2, 1998 as a puppy and immediately became
my best friend. For years we played ball, walked and went everywhere
together, especially camping. It was Easter of 2002 when Derion was
diagnosed with canine Diabetes. It about broke my heart. I remember the
vet asking what we intended, and I stated we intended to treat the
disease. So after many weeks of daily vet visits and countless blood
tests, we were able to get the diabetes under control. Daily injections
twice a day, everyday, as well as a special diet and exercise kept
Derion healthy and active for two more years. That is when we adopted
Katie, a special beagle friend for Derion. The two bonded immediately
and became friends. Two months after having Katie enter our lives, the
diabetes took Derion's eyesight completely. We were devastated. We
bought a book on living with Blind Dogs. We worked daily to get Derion
familiar with the paths of the house. Installing rugs at key locations,
and gates on the deck. It seemed that Katie knew her sister could not
see and she took over, becoming Derion’s eyes. After several weeks,
Derion could run and play all through the house. Friends would visit and
comment on how active she was. Life went on as normal. Daily walks,
playing, and camping continued. Then on April 23. 2006 Derion had a
seizure caused by the diabetes. Our vet, attempted to get the diabetes
under control to no avail. We had to make the decision to allow Derion
to join the angels in heaven. At 1:08 in the afternoon of April 24,
2006, I kissed my best friend goodbye and held her as she went to the
angels waiting on the Rainbow Bridge.
We love you, miss you and think of you everyday Derion, and we know you
will be waiting for us. -Rohn & Dave, Omaha, NE
ADDIE - 2/13/06
Miss
Addie Banana crossed the Rainbow bridge on February 13th, 2006. Her
heart stopped at the ripe old age of 14, but her spirit lives on. She
became my baby girl on October 18, 2004 when I said I would take her
home overnight from the Nebraska Humane Society, but I wasn't going to
keep her. I took her back but I never put her back in adoption. I just
wandered around with her for an hour then took her home. She was almost
deaf, severely arthritic, and had hardly any teeth, but she was my
beautiful baby girl. From the first step into the house she told the
boys (Riley, Toby and Jack) and me who was boss. She wrapped me around
her little beagle paw so quickly I didn't even realize it. For those her
knew her, she is stomping her feet about ready to bark to tell me she is
waiting. See you on the other side Miss Addie! - Kathi, Omaha, NE
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King - 1/20/06
I
received an e-mail from a volunteer at Kansas City Missouri Animal
Shelter about a sad old beagle named King who had been relinquished by
his owners to the shelter. When I saw his picture I had to go get him.
After being neutered (required by the shelter even at his ancient age)
and his multiple tumors removed, King made an amazing recovery. He loved
to be held like a baby and have his belly rubbed for hours. If you dared
to stop even for a second he would start hitting you with his paw to
make sure you remembered that you had a job to do. He was very demanding
in all things which I am guessing is how he got his name. King went to
the bridge on January 20th, 2006. He was my first senior boy and is the
reason why I foster the seniors today. I didn’t even get to have a year
with him, but everyday was a joy and I am very thankful he came into my
life. - Eleanor, Peculiar, MO
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