Felicia

Mamie

Still sad and missing her, but better each day. Thank you for asking, and for your support.

Tito you were a faithful friend and companion for 19 years. Rest in peace and you will forever be missed.

RIP Shadow. You were a wonderful companion and friend. Fly high with the angels.

Mr. Wilson – You were my first rescue dog! We were with us for a short time, but will forever hold a special place in my heart!

Our Mocha was recused from Delaware Puppy Rescue in 2007 at 8 years old. We felt as if God had sent her to us. n November 25, 2014 we sent our dear Mocha back to the hands of God, at the age of 15. She had a glorious life with us and we look forward to rescuing another dog.

What a touching song for those who have lost a faithful friend
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The first time I met Shey, she had just turned two weeks old. My friend’s dog had the litter, so as soon as they were old enough, she invited over to see the puppies. She said I could hold one and spotted Shey. She was the smallest of the bunch and so cute. So we sat down and talked for a while, my friend holding a crying pup and me holding Shey who immdediately fell asleep in my hand. She told she had never seen a puppy choose someone that early before, that was my dog and she wouldn’t give her to anyone else. That’s the day I named her Shey.

Because Shey was my first dog ever, my friend helped me get her house broken before she came home but I went visited just about everyday. Like every relationship, we had our furry ups difficulties – Shey learning to be a companion and me learning to be good dog mom.

We drove truck over the road together for a while, so Shey had been in all lower 48 states and Canada. And when a blizzard shuts down the freeway and you’re sitting still for hours there’s nothing better than jumping out of the truck to go have snow fights in the median. Shey loved to have “snow fights” with me. She loved to lick the cinnamon off the donuts and leave them in box on the dashboard. She wouldn’t bite them, just lick off all the cinnamon! She was also fiercely protective and so gentle at the same time.

The vets she saw over the years have all told me she is not a typical husky. She’s very laid back and quiet. She hardly ever barked unless I got her worked up and she was telling me stories. She loved her stuffed animals and would actually take very good care of them. There were a few that she would sleep with (her monkey and her elephant).
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Dhorstp found herself on my front door in November of 2009, about a week before Thanksgiving. I had no intention of saving her because of my commitment to Baby and Reggie. So, I eventually took her to the pound and a week later, changed my mind.

Bringing her to the Vet, I had her cleaned up, shots given and within a week, her little body just rejected the treatment. She passed away within a week’s trip to the Vet. Furious, angry at me and the vet I made the error of trying to help too much, too fast.

Dhorstp was cremated and her remains are in a beautiful cat sculpture and she is with me every day and night. Upon my death, she will along with the other two, be buried with me and my remains when the Lord calls me.

I will forever remember her sleeping right by my head. Even in her last hours, she struggled to live. My heart still is heavy with grief as I recall her in this memorial. I do not have friends, so these creatures are my family whom I adore.

Dhorstp was a reminder to me of what it means to care of someone or something other than myself. What joy I have knowing that at least she did not die alone, but in my arms. It gives me peace knowing that although in body she is not present, her spirit lays close by all the time. And I pray she knows how much I loved her even in the short time she was here with me.

In memory, Dhorstep My Friend and Companion.

Our beloved Molly was a gift from God who came into my life on March 18, 1999. She was about a year old, and presented herself just when I needed her most. Her devotion and love was enormous, even though she had been abused before I rescued her. With love, kindness and support from our family, she evolved into the most outstanding and confident girl. I saved her and then she saved me, as she stood by my side during a difficult time in my life. Awhile later, my daughter arrived – from day one they were sisters. She lived a wonderful life and will forever by a part of our hearts and family. Molly passed away on May 21, 2013. She battled osteoarthritis, and her limbs just eventually gave out. With everything we did to make her feel comfortable, it just became her time to be returned to Jesus. The loss is devastating, and we feel so empty in our hearts and in our home. We’ll never ever forget her … she was the most wonderful four-legged daughter and we miss her so much.
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