Puddles
Puddles and I had been together since she was 2 months old. I got her before I started vet school a little over 3.5 years ago, and she became one of the most important "people" in my life. We did everything together around the barn, she slept in my bed, we played, we did obedience classes, took long walks on the Tobacco Trail, and many more activities. Puddles was a mommy-dog who took care of the two kittens I brought home, and the kitties still think of her as their mom (I'm just the food lady sometimes). Her best friend and brother was Dexter, my other GSD who she loved to play with. They all miss her greatly.

I had to send Puddles to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday afternoon and my heart is broken. I was not lucky enough to spend more than 3 and half years with, but I'm glad she had a great life living on a farm and had lots of opportunities to meet people who all loved her. She was my child, my soul mate, my heart.

RIP beautiful girl. 12-2-06---10-22-10

Bear
Bear died on November 11, 2007 in my arms 5 weeks before his 14th birthday. He moved in with me when he was about 6 years old. Bear was the sweetest dog. He never met a stranger. I made sure he was fixed and had his shots. When I learned he had heartworms, I made sure he got the treatment. I had to make payments. Second hand dogs are blessings from heaven. Bear knew how to get what he wanted. He was very vocal and he snored. I miss him. Senior dogs make wonderful pets!! Bear was the reason I got Baby ( my dalmatian mix that I still have). He didn't want to be the only dog. I have fond memories of Bear.

Riley
We are so very thankful for our time together with you. Your love, loyalty, and companionship will forever be in our hearts and thoughts. We were very blessed to have you choose us as your family and the smiles you brought to so many make you live on forever. We miss you so very much now, and always will. We love you Big-Head Dog, we so deeply love you.

Scooter
Lukas, or more lovingly named Scooter: The Animal Control Officer told my story as he knew it: A call came in of a bloody German Shepherd Dog found tied to a fire / rescue truck. They guessed I’d been shot. A Shelter Friend was given the choice to take me into their care or put me down. You already know the decision - and two vet techs began clipping my open wounds with tears streaming down their faces. The vet’s exam showed I was an older fellow suffering from severe malnutrition and decubital ulcers – bedsores – from laying in the dirt unable to get up. For how long he couldn’t say, and I’m not talking. It was five days before I could stand on my own. GSRA and two Angels named Andrea and Jon took me into their home. There I grew strong and happy. The love I got there made up for all the bad times in my life. This morning I decided that it was time for me to rest. Andrea and Jon were with me to the end and for that they will always be loved by me. You were my home, my light, my loves. I am playing on the Rainbow Bridge now with all the other animals you have loved and lost. We are happy now and one day we will see you again.

Kodiman
This is to my "main man" who passed away on June 4, 2010, from Degenerative Myleopathy and complications from colitis. The GSD is like no other breed, a self-proclaimed guardian and shadow to all. When you were in the backseat of our car, men would honk at us and scream out " that's one good-looking dog you got there" or "he's beautiful". My boy, I miss you so....my heart is breaking every night with tears......I am to dedicate the rest of my life as a volunteer to save as many of these faithful and loyal friends. God Bless those that spend their lives saving our beloved GSD.