You were my best friend, the best companion I could have ever asked for. I am so very thankful to have had you in my life these last 9 years. It’s hard not waking up to your beautiful face or receiving your warm, wet kisses and snuggling with you at every opportunity. You will be forever loved and forever missed. I am heartbroken. I know we will be together again. I look forward to the day I get to see you again. I love you baby girl! will forever be in my heart. You were my world. I am so very thankful for the 9 years we had together. I wouldn’t trade a single day. I miss you more than words can express. You are forever loved and deeply missed baby girl
Our Ruthie was a girl who never gave up. She was so afraid of ordinary things when we adopted her. However, over time, she became a fearless tree climber and squirrel and bunny hunter. Yes, she did climb our maple tree to chase squirrels.
Ruthie needed a disciplined routine for meals and walks.The routine kept her healthy. When I was recuperating from two very nasty hospitalizations, she made certain that I was out of bed walking at certain times and napping at certain times.She was my coach. She kept me healthy.
Ruthie loved to look out our dining room window with her brother Jasper. She was with him doing that very thing the morning that she passed on. She cared for him as she did for us. She is very missed.
I found Ruthie at an outreach place related to our local animal shelter. The day that I saw her was her last chance to be adopted. My vet and his wife had paid to keep Ruthie 6 weeks longer at the shelter. They just knew someone would want a sweet scared terrier-beagle mix one year old+ dog. They were so right.
I saw her, the right size and breed, being rocked by one of the volunteers. I took Ruthie around the place to see her reaction to different situations. She was just perfect. She loved to meet other people, loved to meet children and could climb stairs without a problem. So, home she came with us that day.
Ruthie had been a stray who had been very abused. It took her about two years to be ready for a companion dog. Ruthie was energetic and just so much fun. She was always with me until she passed on. She loved her walks and we had one on her last day.
Ruthie taught me that you can be broken, abused and homeless, but someone can save you and love you. You can learn to trust the one who loves you. Ruthie taught me to always stay with the one who loves you when that person needs you. You serve the one the best that you can for as long as you can with love. When that time is up, the one who loves you will do the best for you. Ruthie taught me that love with its related patience can conquer all.
We saw her while looking for my nephew (8 at the time) a little dog of his own to help with some issues that he had been through. My grandma spotted her at the shelter as the smallest and most scared looking pup anyone would have seen. At first, I wasn’t sure about it simply because she was so little and he was a child, but they bonded instantly.
She was so precious and so loving, she adored nuzzling against us and having us rub her back and behind her ears. Even though she always looked so done with the world and everyone in it, she was so happy–losing her is going to leave an impact on us that I didn’t know would be so big.
We only had her for a year but it felt like she had always been with us I’m sure that everyone here had a pet like that. These dogs weren’t just dogs to us they were our entire worlds and so much more, they were like children and I know nothing will ever replace them.
Our Priscilla came to us as a package with her brother. As sweet as Bubba was Priss was mischievous, curious and adventurous. She was the first to stay out all night, climb up in a dirty cattle truck or not ever come to you no matter how long you called or looked. Odds were she would have ever outlived our two dogs and two cats but she did. She was a tiny cat with a 2 inch tail (Mom a minx) but, she would drag home full grown rabbits, rats and snakes. We are going to miss her and her spirit. 20 years a full life for her on her own terms.
She ran out the house & a lady who lives 2 houses down. Who was going at least 40 mph ran her over with both tires & it took a few feet to even slow down. She went around the corner & came back & said ” why wasn’t she on a leash , I didn’t see her” she wasn’t up set or nothing (last picture taken of her)
Minnie was a gift to my mom from her employer. This was because Minnie saved my moms life. Mom fell at work dislocating her shoulder and she couldn’t get up. Too much in pain to call out. Minnie ran to my mom, ran upstairs barking away at her owner. Then again, ran downstairs to check on my mom. She did this at least two more times until the employer came downstairs to see why this ‘crazy dog’ was barking. When she was lead to where my mom fell. My mom was rushed to the ER. Minnie was my moms hero. She was then given to my mother. Minnie became the hero to all of us after my mother passed three years ago. She was that one special connection we had to our mom. When Minnie passed, it felt like we lost our mom all over again.
She loved belly rubs. For some reason she would never bark, only when one of us would hide in the pantry with a treat. She would sit there and bark and bark until we opened the door to give her the treat.
Minnie thoroughly enjoyed her spa day with Denisse at Petsmart. She would strut her stuff in the store and casually walk through the aisles. But she never played or liked squeak toys.
She loved naps with her Papa and car rides. She was always kind with her feline little sister Braska, even though her little sister wouldn’t have anything to do with her.
Minnie will forever be loved. But she will be terribly missed. But she is not alone for she is getting all sorts of love and belly rubs from our precious momma in heaven.
Thank You Minnie.
Not having a pet pass since I was a kid, I really was shocked at how hard this has been on me as an adult. Maverick gave me purpose and being a Collie, I brushed him every day, did everything I could to make his life getting older the best ever. I began to prepare myself that his days were numbered, yet I don’t guess you ever really are. Maverick was my buddy and had such an impact on our family. What was most special about Maverick is somehow he started to make me look at life differently. To slow down, make time for those you love, and to give all you have and you will never regret. I miss Maverick, he made me closer to God and I believe our family will see him again in heaven. I love you Maverick.
Magpie’s story begins with her rescue in January of 2006 by Southwest Collie Rescue. She came from the shelter in Wichita Falls with mange, parasites, and heartworms. Nearly hairless and feeling so sick, Dr. Wick Culp saved her life on that Saturday nearly 13 years ago. She healed and gained weight and grew fur and turned into a beautiful, gentle little collie that has been our rescue heroine. She was ‘in charge’ of the new foster collies when they arrived and told them how lucky they were and how good their lives were going to be now. She lived a very long life for a collie and we are grateful for every minute we had with her. We are now grateful that her spirit is free to run and play on the other side. We miss her terribly and know we will see her again. Love you Magpie my luv.
