"LAYLA "

Layla struck gold with her new home this past week (May 2007).  Rumor has
it that she is living like a princess with her "subjects" well under control.
 A fitting end for this royal red girl!

"SAM"

Sam was barely two years old when he arrived here.  He had already sired several
litters.  He was filthy, skinny, smelly and matted.  He had severe ear infections, and
several types of worms.  He was extremely shy and unsure of everything. He was put on a
healthy diet, bathed and groomed, we got his ears healthy, got rid of all of the internal
parasites and microchipped him.

 Then we just worked on learning to trust.  It took awhile before he would even come to
me on his own. But once we crossed that threshold, we had FUN!  He learned to play
with toys, walk on a leash, go for walks, get lots of good rubs and just hang out.  Sam
became a new man, he won us over with his soft eyes and warm heart.

 Sam lived with us for about 6 months.  One day, a great couple arrived and wanted to
meet him.  He now lives with his wonderful new Mom and Dad, on a small ranch near
Yosemite National Park.  He takes RV trips and goes for long walks with his family.
He continues to learn to love and trust.

"MEGAN"

Megan did not have a good life.   She arrived in terrible condition, so matted that
she had to be shaved to the skin. You could smell the ear stink from yards away. Her
nails were so long that her toes were raised up off the floor and bent to the side. Megs
had learned to just roll with the punches and come up and try again.

She is truly a special soul.  You could not help but smile when she looked at you with those
amazing eyes. It was a gift to wake up in the morning with Megan's head resting on the side
of the bed, looking at you and welcoming the day. It took me a long time to find the perfect
home for Megs and it happened by beautiful accident.  She now lives with Barry and Nancy
and has the life she has so deserved..
 

"ELLA"
Picture coming soon.
I saw Ella advertised for quite some time as a "good breeder". Her picture was of
this obvious new Mom, looking so anxious and unhappy.  I "watched" this ad for some time.
I somehow felt very drawn to this dog and could finally take it no longer.  I contacted a
good friend and asked her if she could "house" this dog if I bought her (I had a brand new
litter and couldn't risk bringing an unknown dog in).  She happily agreed and thus we came to
have Ella. She came from a Puppy Mill, had several litters and was sold when she was no longer
producing up to par.  Ella learned everything quickly and became a loving member of her foster
household.  I found a wonderful couple who were searching for a companion to fill a gap in
their lives.  Ella has fit the bill.  She is now the queen of her domain, ruling her new parents
with a soft touch and lots of love.

ONE BY ONE ...

One by One, they pass by my cage, Too old, too worn, too broken, no way. Way past his
time, he can't run and play. Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.

A little old man, arthritic and sore, It seems I am not wanted anymore. I once had a home,
I once had a bed, A place that was warm, and where I was fed. Now my muzzle is gray,
and my eyes slowly fail. Who wants a dog so old and so frail?

My family decided I didn't belong, I got in their way, my attitude was wrong. Whatever
excuse they made in their head, Can't justify how they left me for dead. Now I sit in this
cage, where day after day, The younger dogs get adopted away.

When I had almost come to the end of my rope, You saw my face, and I finally had hope. You
saw thru the gray, and the legs bent with age, And felt I still had life beyond this cage. You
took me home, gave me food and a bed, And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.

We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low, You love me so dearly, you want me to know. I may
have lived most of my life with another, But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
And I promise to return all the love I can give, To you, my dear person, as long as I live.

I may be with you for a week, or for years, We will share many smiles, you will no
doubt shed tears.

And when the time comes that God deems I must leave, I know you will cry and your heart,
it will grieve. And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new, My thoughts and my heart will
still be with you. And I will brag to all who will hear, Of the person who made
my last days so dear.

Author Unknown
 
 
 
 

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