Fred age 16, is resting this night at the rainbow bridge. The last few weeks I saw him decline as the old ones do. Thank you GRRoW for allowing me to foster this gentleman. He was a joy and was much loved by his pack and many friends, especially intake volunteer Jane Babcock who visited him often in the past 20 months and shared his passing today. Many thanks to the BOD who approved his many treatments for ears, and teeth. Once he was well, he just radiated happiness. Thanks also to Dr Marold at Elm Brook who patiently coaxed Fred’s ear infections and handled his dental care. His clinic was very generous with GRRoW and I appreciate this consideration.And lastly a big thank you to my friend and veterinarian Pete Gaveras who handled Fred’s meds and ongoing care and who was with him today to ease him towards the bridge.Fred shared his last hours with his pack and that crazy cat who would under no circumstances leave his side today, not even to eat.
I just wanted to drop GRRoW a line. Last week I lost the love of my life Cody. Cody was my first foster whom came in with his brother Casey. Cody was 4 and Casey was 14 they were surrendered by an elderly couple. Casey ended up staying with me as a hospice boy and I adopted Cody. Casey spent 10 months with us before he passed but Cody stayed 8 years. He was the happiest soul I ever experienced. He was forever by my side. All he wanted was me. He would sit next to me and he just wanted me to hold his head in my hands forever. Cody was a mentor to his 4 year old sister who has anxiety issues and depended upon him greatly. Unfortunately Cody broke his shoulder just going down the stairs and after rushing him to the er they found bone cancer. He didn't even wimper when he hurt himself. Thank you GRRoW for letting me fill my heart with all Cody gave me. He is dearly missed. Yours in Sorrow, Beth
We recently had to put Spencer down. We enjoyed the past year chasing balls, swimming, and snuggling. He was the biggest goof and would frequently end up falling over stuff just to pop right back up and continue his journey. He loved to steal balls from Huey and carry them around outside. When a ball would go under the couch he would paw at it and try to get it.
I am a former GRROW volunteer and I adopted Mystic in 2001...time sure does get by us! She left my side this past fall and I miss her everyday. I can't believe that even as I write this I am still moved to tears. I am attaching some pictures of her and wanted to thank GRROW for all the blessed years with my girl. I am also including a little back story I wrote the day she left.
6 months ago I laid my dear friend, Mystic, to her rest. I was fortunate to have met Mystic 15 years ago when she was my GRROW foster dog. With her beautiful brown eyes she won my heart and I fell in love! As it is said...who rescued who? After doing some math I realized Mystic has been with our family since my children were was 6 and 11! Where did that time go? Mystic has just always been here and even now I am lost without her. We always find that the time was too short! Mystic had "that golden smile" mastered even when she was wearing cat litter on her nose. We would ask her "Are you sassy?!" and she would put on her best smile as she knew anything she had done would be overlooked because she was adorable. There is nothing more to say....she will leave a big hole where she used to be. Godspeed my love.
When we first decided to adopt the golden retriever you know as Hawk, we wanted to give him the name we would have chosen had he been ours for his whole life. We called him Thrond, a Nordic name meaning to get on well, enjoy, prosper. The name turned out to be more perfect for him than we knew, as we soon discovered that he always enjoyed life to the fullest, loving every moment with more vigor and energy than our two younger dogs put together. We thought when we decided to bring Thrond into our lives that we were the ones helping him by offering loving care and a forever home to a dog in need of both. We didn’t realize that he would be the one giving us what we needed. He brought so much joy, laughter, and activity into our lives. Whether flipping his dog dishes or barking at our four-year-old giant pup as he chased the big “baby” across our yard, Thrond always made his presence known with a spark that brightened our lives. Though Thrond’s health issues remained a challenge and mystery, despite extensive diagnostic efforts, we were able to make great strides in making his life easier and more comfortable. We discovered he had many allergies and were able to make changes that eased those and his digestive problems. Through trying many different treatments, we were also able to eventually get his seizures under control. In the nearly two years we had Thrond with us, he was one of the happiest dogs we’ve known and shared that happiness with us and our other pets. Our time together was far too brief, but Thrond’s funny, sweet, perky, stubborn, and sometimes even sassy personality quickly won our deepest love as he grew to love us. He lived life so large, that the absence of him now has filled our house with an aching emptiness that we and our other dogs can’t ignore. We had hoped to be a blessing to Thrond, but it turns out that the Lord gave US the biggest blessing by giving Thrond to our care and choosing us to provide his forever home. We are comforted to know that Thrond is with his Creator, no longer suffering. He will always have a forever home in our hearts.
Kenai crossed the rainbow bridge unexpectedly, and we are devastated. Three weeks ago he collapsed and was conscious but unresponsive. We took him to the emergency vet (WVRC-Waukesha) and they found he had fluid in the sac around his heart, putting pressure on his heart. They were able to aspirate it and he was back to his normal self. The vet there said that there was almost a 90% chance it was a tumor on his heart that was leaking and that it would happen again, soon. We took him home and took him to his vet for further testing. The original diagnosis was confirmed with an ultra sound and the time line given was within 10 days.The treatments available were invasive and wouldn't prolong his life more that a month if we were lucky. The following Sunday he again collapsed, and we took him back to WVRC, this time the fluid was leaking into his lungs. There was nothing they could do, if they tried to aspirate his lungs would collapse. So we took him home again and tried to keep him comfortable. He passed early Monday morning, I fell asleep at 12amand he was gone when I woke again at 3am. We had him cremated. I cannot put into words how much I loved him. He was the perfect dog for Tim and I, and such a blessing to our family. He had so much personality, sassy, gentle, patient, and a love bug, I cry everyday for him. I miss him so much.
Thank you for the opportunity to have him in our family, even for such a short time.
Dexter came to our family in Summer of 2010 as a senior Golden. A very big boy, Dexter had a unique personality from the start. There was a confidence to his stride that suggested how much he must have been loved by his family before us. He learned to adjust to city life, fenced yards, and walks on leashes. Dexter loved his Kong, oranges, bananas, and could fetch—obsessively! Sadly arthritis set in over the years and Dexter passed in April 2015. As someone else here said, “Love big, hurt hard,” and loving a senior golden means saying goodbye sooner than you’d like.
We miss him every day still, but wouldn’t have missed the chance to get to know this wonderful goof of a dog. He was so loved and I am grateful that we had the chance to love him through the end. Dexter in Five Words: King Kong. Comical. Orange Joy.
He was absolutely one of the sweetest and smartest dogs that we've ever had. We knew from the start that he was a gift and that we couldn't control the amount of time that we would be granted with him. Because he had lived in a breeder's kennel for 12 years and his surrendering owners had said that he was14 (he turned out to be 12 from his AKC paperwork), we adopted him so that he would have a loving forever home and we had the wishful goal of his reaching his 14 birthday. With great vet support from the Lodi Veterinary Clinic, he celebrated his 14th birthday last week on January 22nd. He was healthy and happy up until this past week. I guess you can't ask for more than that.
Princess came into our family July 4th 2006 when she was four years old. She fit in very well with our family and touched everybody's heart. She loved every one she met and was calm and gentle as well. She always loved being petted and playing with her many different toys. She still is a big part of our family and even after this time without her we miss her everyday and still expect for her to meet us at the door. It was a very sad day when she left us on April 18th 2015 due to lymphoma. The GRRoW organization was the best to work with and maybe someday we will get another. Princess's Loving Family
Meg came into GRROW at a time when I was the foster coordinator. Due to some undesirable traits (per the owner) I couldn't find a foster home for her. Since I recently had to put our beloved family dog down, I took Meg. What can I say, within a few days I knew I had become a "Foster Failure". Meg was ours. She had no undesirable traits, she just needed love and attention.
Late this fall Megs health began to fail. After many tests and consultations with specialists, the only diagnosis they could come up with was the dreaded Mast cell tumors. With some medication and pain pills Meg was able to spring back a little bit and was with us for another few weeks or so. That last weekend she told us that she was tired and it was time to go. She went to the bridge to join all the others before her on 11-23-15. She is missed everyday.
Meg's Loving Family
I adopted Marvin (renamed to Reagan) in 2004. He died December 2, 2015. He was part of our family for 11+ years and was the best dog I have ever had. Thank you very much for entrusting me with this very special dog. The Kromm, Family
Mack came to us 7 years ago as a foster and found his forever home with us. His early months were challenging! Huge energy level, no manners and he didn't know how to interact with us . . .. we all worked extremely hard to guide him to be the "golden" we knew could be. He was worth it!
He was a handsome, dark big boy who loved and protected us. He traveled great and liked to ride with his head our the window. He operated with gusto at the lake chasing geese, swimming, and chewing sticks. He enjoyed his back yard at home and pestered us to go in and out and in and out. He loved the snow and made "dog angels" rolling in it and was so happy when we threw snowballs for him to chase.
He hogged the bed, followed us around the house not wanting to miss a thing and appreciated a hand or foot touching him.
We miss our dear Mack. Love big, hurt hard. We were taken by surprise at the aggressive cancer diagnosis at his young age. In 1 week he went from being fine, to us needing to say good-bye. We consider it a blessing he was not in pain long. Dr. Bonnie and the rest of UW Vet Hospital staff were excellent.
We carry the memories of happy times with Mack . . .and appreciate he was part of our lives.
- Dog ID: 15-001R
Sadly, Summer is no longer grumbling and greeting me every morning. She had a great last 7 months, with walks three times a day, REALLY!!!, my compulsive fiancé comes home every day at lunchtime to walk Rosie, his golden, so Summer accepted that benefit gladly. When we stayed at their house, she had the run of the "savannah" as Ed likes to call the fenced in back yard full of very tall weeds and scrub trees. And she loved being out there. Clearly she had spent a great deal of time in her previous life in the great outdoors. She and Rosie played rough and tumble whenever we came home from work, just to gain our attention. And the cats... I don't believe Summer had ever seen a cat before, much less the two of them who reside in Ed's house. She stalked them as if they were rodents, attacked them, but could never catch them. Ed was sure she would eat them if she caught them, so he tried putting a baby gate up between the "cat room" and the hallway, with the idea it would keep Summer out of there hair. Hah! Summer just sat there watching the cats tease her from the other side, then would spring straight up and over without ever touching the gate, to pursue them. Needless to say, she didn't eat them, and by July had learned they were acceptable in the house. In late August Ed and I were married, Summer and Rosie had their own photo shoot with us, and off they went with us on our honeymoon to Door County. We hiked the parks every day together, swam in Green Bay, and slept like babies every night. When we returned, we noticed Rosie was looking heavier than she'd been. The next morning, Summer didn't move when we called her for a walk. The tests were completed by the end of the day indicating cancer. She was on methadon for pain fortunately, and we let her cross over the Rainbow Bridge, while resting comfortably on my lap. I miss her terribly. Summer's Mom Kathleen.
Gary and I want to thank everyone at GRRoW for bringing Brandy into our lives. She was the sweetest girl, making herself at home from the day she stepped foot (paw) into our home. She was my constant companion, friend, confidant, and I could not have asked for a better friend than her. In the short time she was with us, she enjoyed many camping adventures, but her favorite thing was taking her spot on the couch after lounging in the screen room! She was loved so very much, soaked up being spoiled, and enjoyed her evening massages while watching TV. Everyone who met her absolutely fell in love with her sweet disposition and those soulful big brown eyes. And of course, the lean! How can you not pet her when she would lean against you, rest her head on your knee and look at you?!?!?
Unfortunately her health took a turn for the worse about 7 months ago. After being diagnosed with diabetes requiring twice daily insulin shots, she lost her sight shortly after that. She managed though very well, with giving her sounds cues she never missed a step getting around the house, still loved rolling in the grass and following me into the kitchen. Last week her stomach became very distended and it was determined that her heart was failing her so we had to make the decision to end her journey with us.
I picked up her ashes today and they have a prominent place on my desk. I loved her so much and cannot ever thank God enough for bringing her to us.
Thank you again,
Gary and Sue
- "Too" Molly
- Dog ID: 03-030
Our 15 year old Golden "Too" passed away on Sunday. We took her in as our GRRoW Foster in Jan. 2003. Her name was Molly 03-030 but our first Foster/adoptee was Molly so we called her Molly2 as we fostered her. With medical & behavior issues to work through we decided to adopt her and named her "Too". It fit her spunky, not always golden like, personality. She was a funny entertaining dog that made lots of friends along the road of life. Her beginning was rough but GRRoW gave her a second chance. We were blessed to have her for 12 1/2 years. She has gone to heaven to chase frogs & hang with our other 2 adopted Golden girls and many other special friends. We will miss her and will hold on the the memories of her life her on earth. Sincerely Sheri