Today We Rescued Your Dog
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.
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.
Did you know they were going to keep him outside? At least it was a pretty mild winter. There were no heavy snows, not much heavy winter rain and only a few days of bitter cold. But for all of those weeks he had no companionship, no care, and no love.
For some reason, your grandparents took him to the shelter. Maybe a neighbor complained about him or maybe their own health gave out or maybe they just got tired of him. You know the local shelter is a kill shelter, don’t you? You know that their own statistics indicate that about half of the dogs that enter are killed, don’t you? Maybe your grandparents thought he would be adopted quickly. He is a purebred, after all. No one was interested in him, though, maybe since he’s an adult dog and not a cute little puppy. No one contacted the purebred rescue group either. They probably would have placed him quickly, since he really is a great boy. The shelter is a clean place and they take good care of the dogs. They get good food and they’re bathed and brushed. It’s still a shelter though, and is noisy and chaotic and frightening. He spent two months there in that confusion, away from everyone and everything he had known.
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.
The way we heard the story, you moved out of state and didn’t want to take him with you. You left him at your grandparents. Maybe you thought a lively, handsome dog was just the thing for them, and under better circumstances it might have been. Maybe they have been cleaning up your messes for your entire life and an unwanted dog was just another mess to clean up.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.
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Nearly nine years ago, in May of 2005 our hearts were captured by a young guy named Cisko. We did not realize at that time what a treasure he will become to us. He was the most loyal and loving companion till his last day. He filled our lives with joy, energy and happiness. We would like to thank you for giving us a chance to be rescued by such a wonderful dog. With saddened hearts we would like to let you know that he went to heaven where All God’s Creatures go on April 12, 2014 as his third occurrence of cancer and was beyond a healing point. He was loved very much and is missed tremendously.
Clara was a beautiful and brave girl. We are forever grateful to Lone Star Boxer Rescue for giving us our little boxer girl. She was only with us for four years but we were her forever family and she passed over the Rainbow Bridge in her forever home. She too, like so many on these pages, lost her battle with cancer, though she fought it to the very end. She was loyal and smart, as all boxers are, and so sweet. We miss you so much, sweet girl. Run free.
In Loving Memory of Brazos Queen Cleopatrata, "Cleo"
1990-2000, "The Original Grunge Poodle"
From Cleo's family and friends
LSBR Archive 2002 and earlier
We rescued Clifford from you guys in September of 2005. At that time we were stationed in San Antonio. We moved to the coast of Virginia in 2007 and then to North Carolina in 2010. Throughout this time, Clifford was my best buddy. He lived a very happy and comfy life with his adopted sister boxer and later with his Great Dane brother. He was silly, brace and very sweet. I hope he knew how much joy he gave us and how dearly we loved him. Sadly we lost Clifford to lymphoma December 6th of this year. We are deeply saddened by his passing. We just wanted to thank LSBR for allowing us to have 11 wonderful years with the best dog anyone could ever ask for. Dave, Megan and Aubrey Durham
It is with sadness that I come to you, for today My Clovis left us. I want to take this opportunity to thank LSBR for allowing us to be a part of this beautiful baby's life. For allowing my husband and me to fill our home with the love of a Boxer once more. The last 6 weeks Clovis was in our home I learned many things. I learned one cannot be selfish, you must make sacrifices because these beautiful creatures depend on us 100 percent and LIVE for us. I had to clean our baby's stomach wounds every day, help her get up to go outside and my husband religiously prepared special meals for her every day (she stopped eating dog food after the second week). Despite her physical state, her heart NEVER faltered. She wiggled her little butt every time she saw you. She was my velcro dog. She followed me around the house like a shadow, and watched me and studied me every morning as I got ready for work. I am convinced she had eyes to my soul and knew all my secrets. I hope she never tells... I had forgotten that death is a part of life. I forgot how tough it was. How even though you move on, that hole in your heart is never filled again. I am at peace knowing that Clovis knew the other side of the coin before she took that last peaceful breath. That there were people that really cared for her , that loved her and that would never have abandoned her. Again, from the bottom of our heart, we thank LSBR for granting us the opportunity to make Clovis not our forever foster, but OUR DOG, our friend, and a part of this crazy Stanley family.
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