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In Memory of our Beloved Bostons that have Crossed the Rainbow Bridge
What is the Rainbow Bridge? Just this side of Heaven, is a place called Rainbow Bridge... When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them; who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. THEN YOU CROSS THE RAINBOW BRIDGE TOGETHER...
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Memorial Donation or sending a check payable to Boston Buddies to the following address: 19051 Goldenwest St. #106-145 Huntington Beach, CA 92648 Please let us know for whom the donation is being made. All of us at Boston Buddies thank you. Emily Beverly Bemmerstein - June 26, 2008
Emily was rescued from the Downey shelter by Judy just a little bit over nine years ago when she was just three or four years old. Emily had been bred far too many times and was in bad shape. Judy nursed her back to health and during their years together a strong and special bond of love was forged - when you saw Emily look at Judy you felt how very deep Emily's love for Judy was. Judy always said that Emily was a bit like Greta Garbo so she gave her a stage name, "Vivian DeLongpaw" a diva who just "vants to be alone!" Emily shared her home with Judy, her Boston brother Chumley and the occasional Boston Buddies foster dog. She also enjoyed the daily company of her friends Mikey and Dugan. Emily, Chumley and her late Boston brother, Bones, were the featured dogs for the month of May in Boston Buddies 2008 Rescue Calendar. Emily's health started failing in the past year and after numerous tests and vet visits Emily was diagnosed with Cushing's disease and an inoperable liver tumor. Judy did everything she could to make sure Emily was comfortable during whatever time she had left and her friend Mikey was always good for a random kiss on the head. Emily now joins her late brother H. Bones Mahoney and her human boyfriend Mik Mikkelson. She will be greatly missed. Special thanks to the following people who have made donations in Emily's memory: Tammy Stevenson Sugar - June 21, 2008
Sugar came to Boston Buddies from the Lancaster shelter three years ago. When our volunteer picked Sugar up at the shelter she found an extremely skinny, sick dog with nails over an inch long and on top of all that, Sugar was blind. Sugar was taken into permanent foster care by Kelly and her wonderful family. When Sugar passed, Kelly shared these memories with us: Our little Sugar came to us badly malnourished, with broken teeth, arthritis, and blind due to trauma (the vet's suspicion). It was hard to tell how old Sugar was but our guess was 12+. We took her in, loved her madly, and let her little personality come to life. She bumped her way around, learned to use the doggie door immediately (she never had an accident in the house), and her favorite thing was to snuggle and be held in our arms like a baby. My daughter, Ava, was very close to her and just asked me this morning if she was Sugar's mom - of course I told her yes. Our little blind Sugie is free of her fragile body and I'd like to think that my dad met her in heaven and she is frolicking - full of life again, with all our other Bostons who have passed. Please say a little prayer for our darling girl. Boston Buddies will be eternally grateful to Kelly and her family for opening their hearts and home to Sugar and showering her with love and kindness for all those years and letting Sugar know that she was a treasured and valued member of their family. They were truly Sugar’s angels on earth.Billy - June 20, 2008
With heavy hearts and tears in our eyes, we share the sad news that Billy, one of our Special Needs Buddies - lost his valiant fight and made his journey across the Rainbow Bridge this morning. His adoptive mom held him in her arms and rocked him while he passed peacefully from this world. Test results from a few weeks ago had shown that Billy was losing massive quantities of protein from his kidneys. Boston Buddies took him to an internist in San Diego where he was diagnosed with glomerulonephritis - an inflammation of the filtering units in the kidneys. A kidney biopsy confirmed the diagnosis and Billy was started on a special diet and medication to treat the effects of the GN. Notwithstanding the new treatment, Billy’s health started to drastically decline – he was walking in smaller and smaller circles, not eating, had uncontrolled shaking and continued lethargy and lack of awareness of his surroundings. We knew we had to do the respectful and correct thing and made the very difficult decision to allow Billy to pass gracefully. We know Billy is in a better place now and we know Billy and his story touched hundreds of hearts – we received so many messages of support and love from the public. Billy made one last trip to school to say goodbye to his adoptive mom’s students – over 100 high school students who had met Billy and become involved in his life’s struggles wept and said their goodbyes to this brave little dog. And while Billy lost his valiant fight to come back from the cruel and unthinkable things done to him – we take some solace in knowing that Billy had a soft, warm bed to lay his head on for the last few months of his life and that he felt the love and kindness of those who cared for him and those who were touched by his story. Boston Buddies will be forever grateful to his foster mom for her unconditional love and vast amounts of compassion and care for Billy during the months he was with her. Without her, Billy would not have known kindness, a gentle touch and pure love. And there are no words that can adequately express our deep respect and admiration for Billy’s adoptive family. They adopted Billy knowing there were no guarantees of improved health – although no one expected him to take a turn for the worse so soon. They loved and pampered Billy during his far too short time with them and provided tremendous support to us while we did our best to do what was right for Billy. As we were struggling with the decision to let Billy go, his adoptive mom told us this: I believe he came to me, to help him cross over the bridge to a beautiful play area with green grass, wonderful smells, blue sky, lots of toys and friends to play with forever, while God watches and laughs. Thank you for Billy, we love him and are touched by him. Through the despicable treatment he endured at human hands, Boston Buddies has yet again amazed me at the amount of unconditional love for these forgotten beautiful black and white beans God has given. Boston Buddies rocks. I am honored to be affiliated with such a valiant group. Each of us who were touched by Billy is a better person because of Billy and his presence in this world. We look forward to the day when we will be reunited with a happy, healthy and playful Billy. Rest in peace Billy – you will not be forgotten. To Read Billy's Special Needs Buddies Story Click Here Special thanks to the following people who have made donations in Billy's memory: Gabe Ugolini (aka Snicker's Dad) Tammy Stevenson Zappa - June 16, 2008
Zappa came to Boston Buddies in early 2007 when his original owner died. Zappa was quickly adopted by a wonderful couple who was looking for a special dog to bring some sunshine into their lives. They met Zappa and knew immediately that he was their new family member. They showered Zappa with love and kindness. Zappa knew he had a special job to do in his new family - he strived each day to lighten the spirit of his new mom who had been battling a long term illness and to provide love and support to his new dad. Zappa excelled at his job and brought overwhelming joy to his new family. Zappa's mom and dad marveled everyday at the simple, little, funny things Zappa did to amuse them and bring smiles to their faces. When Zappa started having seizures and turning in circles they rushed him to the emergency vet and despite heroic efforts, the difficult decision was made to send Zappa over the Rainbow Bridge. His mom and dad are heartbroken to lose their special friend and family member, but they know that Zappa is running and playing with abandon in the beauty that lies beyond and they will always treasure the time they were blessed by having Zappa with them. Rest in peace Zappa. Marvin - April 25, 2008
Marvin and Stan Three years ago I met Judy Marks and adopted The Marvin from Boston Buddies. Judy is a remarkable woman and thankfully let Marvin come and live with me.
Marvin's Shelter Photo
Marvin and His Louis Vuitton Collar I've never met a more entitled dog. Marvin was convinced the world was here for his control and enjoyment. Although he could barely walk he was the alpha dog in my house of a pit bull and german shepherd.
Baxter, Marvin and Sophie He was so smart he would figure out ways to thwart me. It took clever planning on his part and I was always amazed at how creative his disobedience was.
Marvin at Home
A Word From Boston Buddies Marvin touched so many lives in his short time here on earth. Marvin was happy, beautiful and loved every day of his life once he was rescued by Judy and adopted by Stan. Boston Buddies will be forever grateful to Judy for getting Marvin out of the shelter and to Stan for all the love and care and kindness he gave to Marvin during his time with him. For those who don't know Marvin's fantastic, wonderful and heart touching fairy "tail" story - we invite you to visit Marvin's Page - Click Here Paddy Boy - January 2008
Sweet funny little Paddy Boy was a beloved member of a very special family. Although small in size at only 11 pounds, Paddy had a BIG heart and shared his love with everyone he met. Even though they had just lost their senior Boston boy Winston a few months earlier at age 15, Paddy's family agreed to foster Charlie, a ten year old Boston whose owners had taken him to the shelter to be euthanized because he was too old. Paddy was a very gracious host to Charlie who sometimes liked to butt in when Paddy was being loved on by the family. When the family decided to keep Charlie it was fine with Paddy and the two senior guys hung out and snuggled together on the couch. At the end of last Summer, the family moved back East taking Paddy and Charlie with them. Paddy's liver started to fail and even though at 13 years old Paddy remained alert the family knew it was time to send him on his journey across the Rainbow Bridge. Paddy's spirit lives on in his family and all of the lives he touched. Mickey - February 2008
Mickey was a senior boy whose dad had recently passed away. The rest of the family had no time or room for him and asked Boston Buddies to take him. When we saw a photo of Mickey we were horrified to see his condition and our volunteer, Betty, ran right over and rescued him from the cold, dirty backyard that had been his home. Mickey was incredibly emaciated and had painful cataracts and ulcers that had been left untreated for years. Mickey was very unsteady on his legs and when we asked when he had last eaten the family was not really sure as they said he had not been hungry since his dad had died. Well, Mickey gobbled up two treats from Betty with gusto and when he arrived at Kathy’s home he gobbled up his dinner and had a ravenous appetite but he was so weak he kept falling over. Kathy spent the night with Mickey on the couch with Mickey wrapped in a warm blanket and on a soft pillow. Mickey loved to have his ears rubbed. When we took him to the vet the news was not good – test results showed that his body was filled with cancerous tumors and there was nothing to be done for poor Mickey. Mickey’s motor skills were deteriorating rapidly, his organs were quickly failing and he was in tremendous pain. Summoning all their emotional strength, Rachael held Mickey in her arms and Kathy cradled his little head as we released Mickey from his pain and he transitioned to the Rainbow Bridge surrounded by love. We know that Mickey is now running pain free to join pals he knew before and sit in the lap of his Daddy, whose spirit had already passed. Here is Kathy’s tribute to Mickey: Mickey was very sweet, a sliver of a dog with a tenacious little spirit that kept him going long past the time when his body was useful as he was filled with cancerous tumors, one of which was on his liver. I think Betty, myself and Rachael were chosen to meet this little one at the end of his earthly life so that we were there to give him a soft comforter, a lap, great treats and ear rubs at a time when his spirit was about ready to journey beyond his frail body. Without us he would have died alone in a cold backyard, dirty, and with no one nearby to say, “I love you, go and do what you have to do in peace.” “Run and meet your Daddy, who did love you and is waiting for you.” Without Boston Buddies to take Mickey he would have suffered alone. Instead, he passed with caring arms around him. We will remember you with love Mickey. Bruno - February 4, 2008 Scott and Brunie Bruno came to Boston Buddies in June of 2005. Bruno was lucky to be fostered by a wonderfully compassionate man named Scott who had recently lost his beloved Keeshond. Bruno was originally adopted after spending only ten days with Scott but he was returned to rescue a month later when he was diagnosed with Progressive Retinal Atrophy - a genetic condition that would render Bruno blind in six to 12 months. Scott welcomed Bruno back into his home and decided to adopt "Brunie" as his own - Scott recognized that he and Brunie had formed a special bond and that they each needed the other at that time in their lives. Scott worked at home and Brunie became his "receptionist," greeting visitors and clients and sitting on Scott's lap while he worked at his computer. Brunie was always ready to play ball or was quick to cuddle up next to Scott. Recently Brunie became quite ill with a kidney infection that could not be stopped from progressing despite intensive vet care and medications. When Brunie was no longer interested in getting up nor playing ball, Scott knew that in spite of Brunie's bravery, it was time to let Brunie go and release him from his suffering. Scott shared these fond memories of Brunie with us: Even though I wasn't looking for another dog, Bruno came into my life in June of 2005 at a time when he needed a Foster Home while the Boston Buddies rescue group tried to find him a permanent home. About 10 days after I got him I thought we had found him a loving family to spend the rest of days with. However, that didn't work out, and about a month later he came back to me. I found it to be a time Brunie and I both really needed each other so I adopted him to be my own. He and I had a fabulous and adventurous 2 1/2 years together. I will get my comfort in knowing he won't be in pain anymore and can play B-A-L-L 24/7 (I had to spell it out because he's sitting here on my lap!). Maybe he'll even be able to SEE the ball while he's playing in doggie heaven! I'll always have my fond memories of going to the beach with him to chase sticks or "dig to China", wine-tasting in Paso Robles and Santa Ynez as he became the star of the tasting rooms, traveling the state together to see friends and family, playing "ball" for hours in the backyard and/or Entryway Hall, and just cuddling on the couch and/or bed. And, thanks to the wonderful portrait of Brunie that Kim, my sister-in-law, painted for me, I will have a constant reminder of this special dog. Thank you for your prayers of love, sincere concern for his recovery, and compassionate emails and phone calls. Brunie was truly a gift from God. Letting him go was very hard but the right thing at the right time. When Brunie went to the Vet's Office for the last time, he couldn't even walk. As I carried him and set him on the table, he clutched my arm. He didn't just lay his paws across me; he clutched me as if to say "It's 'okay' ", "It's time so, Scotty, don't blame yourself for this", and "Thank you for our adventures together". Even as his lifeless body lay there on the table, he was still grasping hold of me. All of us at Boston Buddies extend our deepest sympathy to Scott in this time of sorrow and we share these words of hope and comfort from Kathy, one of our devoted charter members: Bruno was a beautiful boy who will take all the love he and Scott shared with him on his journey beyond the Bridge where, when he's not busy playing ball, he'll be basking pain-free in a Sun more gorgeous than we can imagine. His spirit will live with his beloved master in heart and mind forever, and maybe one day, on earth, Bruno will send another little Boston boy who is not quite, but just enough like Bruno to fill an empty spot in Scott's life. Chance - December 2007 At the point in his life when he should have been enjoying time on the couch in front of the fire with the master he had loved and cherished his entire life, for reasons unknown to us, 11 year old Chance found himself sitting in a shelter up in Northern California. When he arrived at the shelter Chance was suffering from severe gastrointestinal issues and had two collapsed disks in his spine that had been left untreated. It is horrible to think that the person that Chance had devoted his entire life to could leave him sitting alone in a shelter to die. Even though Chance was located up in Northern California Boston Buddies volunteered to take him into rescue and provide him with a chance to recover and find a forever home with someone who would give him the love he deserved. Sadly that was not to be. Although Chance was seen by several specialists and provided for by several caring rescuers after he was taken out of the shelter, Chance was not able to recover from his several ailments. Two days after Christmas Chance was sent on his journey across the Rainbow Bridge surrounded by the love of his foster mom and another big hearted rescue volunteer. Chance touched so many lives in the few weeks he was in rescue. There are many hearts hurting and tears fallen for him and the sorry plight he was left in by an owner that no longer cared what happened to their faithful companion. Rocky - November 2007
Rocky was only 9 years old when he came to Boston Buddies earlier this year after an apparent reaction to routine vaccines caused him to suddenly go blind. Rocky, who had been with sight his whole life, found himself struggling with everyday doggy duties due to his vision loss and his elderly owner could no longer care for him. The extended family asked Boston Buddies to take Rocky into rescue and find him a new home that would be able to deal with his blindness. Boston Buddies was not ready to concede that Rocky’s blindness was permanent so we took him to our ophthalmologist for extensive testing and then to the neurologist for an MRI to try to determine what had caused the blindness and to hopefully find a potential cure. Sadly, none of the attempted treatments restored Rocky’s vision. But don’t feel sad for Rocky – he was taken in by one of Boston Buddies most special foster families who loved and spoiled Rocky each and every day. As time went on Rocky adjusted to his blindness and he truly lived each day to the fullest. Rocky was doted on and taken on all sorts of adventures by his foster family. He even had his own pages on Dogster and My Space where his foster mom chronicled his good times and shared photos of his life with the world! Rocky had many fans and followers who visited his pages often for a quick pick me up or whenever we needed a smile! Rocky loved his walks, playing with his Kong or squeaky steak toy, rolling around on the grass and cuddling with his foster mom and dad. But most of all, Rocky loved having his butt scratched! The faces he would make when his foster mom and dad would give him a good scratch were priceless! Then in the blink of an eye everything changed. Rocky started having seizures that were resistant to control. After spending the weekend at the emergency vet his foster family rushed Rocky down to the neurologist for an MRI. To everyone’s dismay the MRI showed multiple lesions on Rocky’s brain. With heavy hearts, many tears and much love we sent Rocky on his journey over the Bridge where we know he has regained his sight and is running around with his squeaky toy and enjoying unending butt scratches!
Rocky was a special boy destined to find special people to live the rest of his life with – and he found them in Lili and Wes. Boston Buddies will be forever grateful for the love, care, tenderness and warmth that Lili and Wes showed Rocky while he was part of their lives.
Rocky is the inspiration for Boston Buddies’ holiday card this year. We consider it a special tribute to a special dog. Sweet dreams little Rock star! Sparky - October 2007
Sparky came to Boston Buddies in 2005 when he was ten years old. Sparky was a darling little man who knew how to shake a paw with the best of them. He was adopted by a wonderful lady who has a home filled with senior and special needs Bostons. Here is what she had to say about Sparky: Sparky was an exceptional dog in every way. Usually even the best dog has something, one trait, you would like to change but not Sparky. He was absolutely perfect. I really did not think I was ready for him when you brought him over; it was too soon after Buster. I would never have imagined that I would bond with him the way I did. But he really became my best friend. Thank you so much for the perfect gentleman.All of us whose lives were touched by Sparky will remember him with fondness. He was truly the Boston Gentleman! Quincy - September 2007
When Colleen first brought you to me, she & I were both pretty sure that you were a goner. So thin, so frail. That first night you hopped right into your little bed and curled up. I tucked you in with a soft blankie and told you that I would take care of you. You looked up at me and sighed. You had a faraway look in your eyes… You surprised us in those first few weeks! We went to Dr Dave & he fixed you up with some meds. They made you feel better, but we still had some adjustments, you sure were a poopy peeing machine, remember? It took quite a while for your tummy to adjust. Colleen even brought us some doggie diapers, how embarrassing. After the meds kicked in, we started walking, you & I. Just short walks to begin with, then longer & longer & LONGER! We started walking hills, going down to the beach, walking to the park, you never tired. You just wanted to run run run. And the car rides! Oh boy, you sure loved them. I’ll never forget the first time we went to Taco Bell, you could not BELIEVE that such a thing as Drive-Thrus existed. The bestest thing in the whole wide world, right, Q? I had to leave you alone on Sundays when I worked, I know it was a long day for you, but you knew that when I came home I would be carrying a paper bag with a plain chicken taco or a plain Carl’s burger for my boy. You went absolutely CRAZY! Way too cute… You stayed with Judy when I had to leave on vacation. She was awesome, there were other dogs there plus she took you to her office! Kewlness! Judy kindly emailed me about you, of course I was hungry for any details about my boy. When she said “sometimes he gets a faraway look in his eyes” I knew exactly what she meant. And I realized that I hadn’t seen that faraway look in your eyes for many months. I knew then that we were meant to be together. That was about 6 months ago, when you returned, we settled once again into our routine, late nights & long sleep-ins in the mornings, many many walks & adventures. Now just exactly how many times did we play the “Where is your cookie?” hiding game in the middle of the night? We woke Liz up more than a few times with both of us racing around & you barking in the middle of the night. SO cute & so much fun! What a couple of nuts! Then all of a sudden you went bad. Your vision & hearing were gone, & you were in pain. It was a big ordeal for you to get off the big bed at night for your many potty breaks, then when you finally got off you hated the steps to go outside, they were scary, you couldn’t see. And I couldn’t pick you up ‘cause your poor tummy hurt so bad. We had a terrible couple of weeks. Colleen finally slapped some sense into me, she knew that I couldn’t make a decision. You know what happened next, you went to the vet a few times, but even the pain pills couldn’t make it better. Finally we went for our last visit, I had to wrap you up in a towel to get you in & out of the car. And that black asphalt scared you so much, it must have seemed like a big black hole to you. I’m sorry, my boy. The tech carried you in to the examining room in a soft blankie, your favorite. Dr. Dave asked me if I was sure, I sobbed out yes, & he gave you the shot. Oh Quinny, your little face just relaxed, finally pain-free. I know that you know that you were surrounded by people who loved you . Everybody asks about you, boyo! Tony, the old neighborhood gardener (85 years old & still mowing lawns) can’t believe you’re gone. Remember, he is the one who always said “why don’t you put him on a skateboard, he can tow you!” And that little boy down the street who always asked “can I pet him?” And Lucky, that tabby-cat down the street I’m sure is waiting for you to walk by with a kiss. Also Linda next door totally broke down when I said you had gone, she was sobbing away, I had to comfort HER! She loved you… And Auntie Janet on the next block who always gave you a biscuit, well, she’s upset too. We made a lot of friends, didn’t we, Little Q? Thank you, little boy, for giving me so much. We had issues & you did complicate my life, but I adored you & I will miss you always. Now I too have that faraway look in my eyes…. Love from Mummy P.S, your ashes are on the table by the window, sunlight streaming in. I put your little crown charm & pic on top, you will always mean the world to me, you know. I sure loved you. I look forward to seeing you again! Howard – September 2007
Howard, a nine year old Pug, came to Boston Buddies with his companion Samantha, a nine year old Boston terrier, in July of 2007. A new mom and a new baby had brought many changes to their lives and they were not doing well living outdoors. Their original owner made the decision to give them up to Boston Buddies in the hopes we could find them a new forever home together where they would be allowed to be part of the family again and snuggle on the furniture with full run of the house. Howard was not in good health when he came to Boston Buddies, weighing only 12 pounds. His owner had taken him to the vet and the diagnosis they received was IBS brought on by stress from being segregated from the family life he had known. Howard and Samantha were taken in by a wonderful foster family who have had Bostons for over 40 years and have cared for many Boston Buddies. Howard had good days and bad days – on good days he was a fun loving guy who always wanted to be in your lap. On bad days he would become lethargic and have bouts of explosive, mucousy and bloody diarrhea. We had all sorts of tests (blood, fecal, pancreatic) run on Howard trying to discern the cause of his distress – we even had an ultrasound and an endoscopic biopsy of his stomach and intestines done. The biopsy revealed that Howard had atrophied cells in his large intestine and post parvo virus bacteria in his small intestine. The good news was that we had a diagnosis and it was by all accounts treatable and survivable. He was put on medication and he started doing much better. Howard’s foster family always had the kids and grandkids over on Sunday afternoons for lunch after church and on Sunday, September 9, one of the grandkids observed the usual chaos of kids and dogs running around and commented on how happy Howard was. Grandpa heard the comment and said “We celebrate the good days because we don’t know what tomorrow holds.” The next day Howard seemed to be having another good day, dancing in the kitchen for treats with the rest of the dogs and taking an afternoon nap – but later that afternoon Howard crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Howard’s extended foster family grieved his loss, but also found comfort in the fact that he knew happiness and love while he was with them and they are honored to have shared his last weeks with him. Howard will always be remembered by all of us at Boston Buddies – he was an honorary Boston gentleman of the highest order! Princess - September 2007
Princess was a sweet 12 year old girl who came into the shelter in September 2007 as a stray. Boston Buddies went to the shelter the day she came in but we were told that Princess had to stay there for the required number of days for her family to reclaim her. Sadly, no one came looking for Princess as she sat all alone in the cold shelter cage wondering where her family was. Boston Buddies adopted her out of the shelter the first day we were allowed to do so. No one knew her name but we called her Princess. When our volunteer first met Princess she noticed the distended belly and sad look in her eyes – she knew something was wrong. Princess had a fresh scar from some recent surgery and had had all of her mammary glands removed. Even in this condition Princess was a sweet, friendly girl who was so thankful that someone was showing her kindness. We took Princess to the vet where she was examined and x-rayed and our worst fears were confirmed. Princess’ body was full of cancerous tumors and her heart was failing. Princess was shaking from the pain of the tumors surrounding all her organs. We put her on pain medication to reduce her discomfort, gave her a warm bath and Rachael took her home with her for one last night of love and comfort. Princess had a nice evening with Rachael and her family eating a warm meal and spending the evening nuzzling and sucking on a new plush toy. She snuggled with Rachael all night in a comfy bed. In the morning Rachael took her for one last walk and then took her to the vet and sent her over the bridge. This is the saddest part of rescue. We are forever thankful to our volunteers who time and again make sure that these abandoned souls do not leave this world alone and frightened. Please light a candle for Princess and give your own sweet dogs a hug in her memory. Buster - August 2007 God brought Buster to me on January 30 as a foster. I had been very reluctant to foster as I knew it would be too hard to release a dog to someone else. But this guy needed some temporary help, so I reluctantly said yes. I told myself not to get attached, because he would be leaving to another house. That lasted about three minutes. I picked up this very sad, deaf, skin and bones boy from a shelter up north. He had just had several tumors removed and one more to go. After a rough start (he ran away the first day) he settled down and started to eat and play. He rarely ever spoke, but he had a big smile on his big round face. Buster became such a happy man. He loved his big friends so much. He would get into their beds and lick and stare at them. They would growl and growl at him, but since he couldn't hear he just kept looking at them and eventually they gave up and let him love them. Buster did what he wanted to do and no one could stop him. He was obedient and had lovely manners and could not hear a thing. So there was a great deal of arm waving to call him!!! My Buster didn't know love the first part of his life but he sure knew it during the last part. He
warmed up to everyone that visited and everyone loved him.
The other day, the gate was wide open, so I waved to him from the end of the driveway trying to get him to come. He stared at me and I knew he had no plans of leaving his home. He had come a long way in a short time. He was home forever. When his last tumor removed, I was told that all the tumors were two different kind of cancer and that it would come back and he maybe had one and a half years.. It came back voraciously. I noticed a BB-sized bump on his thigh one month ago. Two weeks ago it was the size of a pea. I went on vacation and came home last friday and it was the size of a quarter. Three days later it had grown to a half dollar size and his belly was covered from the last rib to his rectum with a mass of tumors ranging from dime to quarter size in less than five days. I took him in for emergency surgery on Friday. The doctor called and after a tearful conversation I knew he was not coming home. I went to spend my last moments with my little man. As I held this happy loving doll he kissed me several times and peacefully slid off to sleep. Buster was with me seven months and one day. During that time he brought a great deal of love to me and my family. He did not hear my words but he knew what I was saying. Buster knew he was loved. Buster is now hearing the wind, running and playing with Bosley and hearing his own beautiful voice. He left a happy man and will be happy forever.
God bless you Boston Buddies for allowing me to have two lovely senior, men in my life. My life will never be the same. Thank you for my Buster, he is sadly missed. Davey – July 2007
The day after Molly crossed the Bridge, Boston Buddies saw an online shelter photo of an old crippled Boston who had come into the shelter in very bad shape. We immediately contacted the shelter and were told that this boy was in extremely poor condition with a possible spinal injury and ulcerated eye. The shelter asked Boston Buddies to take this boy in, again on a foster basis. Kathy raced over to the shelter and picked him up. Kathy named him Davey. Davey’s eyes were clouded by pain and sadness and he winced at being touched. During the drive to our vet Kathy spoke soft words of kindness to Davey. X-rays revealed that Davey had suffered severe spinal damage with six severed disks that had developed scar tissue causing paralysis. He was also suffering from an ulcerated eye, an old injury that had not been treated. The vet indicated that Davey had been in severe pain for some time. We consulted with our orthopedic surgeon who told us that surgery would be difficult and stressful on Davey’s emaciated body and the chance for success was slim. Drugs could not mask the pain that Davey was suffering. Rachael had left work but drove back to spend some time with Davey. Rachael made a soft nest of blankets on the floor for Davey to rest in – it was too painful for him to be held or petted. Rachael gave him a few bites of food, but sadness engulfed Davey and he could not stand or raise his head. We knew it was Davey’s time to cross over and Rachael lay down on the floor next to Davey offering soothing words of love as he was relieved of his pain and sad life. Unlike most of the Boston Buddies dogs, neither Davey nor Molly had a second chance at finding a loving forever home. But they both knew the deep love and caring that all of us who rescue and adopt feel for these special dogs. Please light a candle for Davey and remember his brave spirit. Molly – July 2007
On July 16, 2007, Boston Buddies received a call from a volunteer at the shelter asking if we would take in a sick female Boston on a foster basis. The shelter thought the dog, who had come in as a stray, was pregnant and in light of the fact that she was failing they asked for rescue to take her. Rachael left work and drove to the shelter and took the little girl she named Molly to our vet. Molly was unable to stand and was having trouble breathing. X-rays revealed that Molly was not pregnant, but instead her body was engorged by tumors on her lung, spleen and kidneys. Our veterinarian recommended that an ultrasound be performed to determine the extent of the tumors and whether they could be surgically removed. Sadly, the ultrasound revealed that the tumors had metastasized and the cancer had spread throughout Molly’s body and there was nothing to be done for her. We gave Molly some pain medication to make her comfortable and Rachael took Molly home that night and loved her and fed her special meals of cooked hamburger and treats and snuggled with her in bed. The next morning Rachael tenderly held Molly in her arms as she crossed the Rainbow Bridge, no longer in pain and having spent her last earthly moments being loved by Rachael. GiGi - June 2006
Our adorable little GiGi, alone and covered with sores all over her body was abandoned at the Orange County Shelter. Thanks to the loving people at Boston Buddies she was rescued, given prompt medical care, and placed with loving foster parents who showered her with love and affection.. Within a month GiGi was healed and ready for a new forever home. I believe God works in mysterious ways and we were guided to " Boston Buddies Rescue" web site. The sight of all those wonderful homeless, helpless little ones moved us. We sent an adoption application that very night and on April 10, 2005 we met GiGi. We fell in love with her immediately. She was so sweet and loving you couldn’t help but love her. GiGi helped us improve our health by taking us for long morning and evening walks. She also liked to ride in the car and was a great camper. All our family and friends fell in love with her immediately. . In September ’05 we discovered she had heart problems and was put on medication. For a while that seemed to work well. Then in May 2006 she had a seizure that left her very weak, unable to walk and unwilling to eat. On June 6, 2006 I held her in my arms and with tears in my eyes I watched her quietly cross over the Rainbow Bridge where she will run and play with friends of her own kind until we meet again. Even though she was with us for only a very short time we loved her dearly and miss her every day. In Memory of our Beloved GiGi Sugar Ray - June 2006 Spunky senior Sugar Ray was found wandering lost, blind and unable to find his way back home. Sadly, no one came for him at the shelter and so we took him in. Ray always gave the sweetest little kisses and loved to fluff his blanket around and around until it was just right before laying down. He may have been blind but he always found the most comfortable spots in the house with no problem and if there was a warm lap anywhere nearby, you could bet he would be in it. It was no surprise that he found his way into our hearts as easily as our laps. He only lived with his foster family for a short time before his time came to cross the bridge, but he charmed everyone who met him and made every day brighter with his sweet personality. We'll always remember and love you, Sugar Ray. Mia Rose - April 2006
Mia Rose came to us two years ago from Boston Buddies. She had been through alot. Mia had a double hernia, someone had really abused her and she was emaciated. We saw her picture in the shelter in Orange County and we fell in love! We picked her up on Valentines Day which we designated her birthday! She gave us two wonderful years of love and companionship. She loved back yard BBQ's and people. Her favorite place was on Daddy's lap. She will be missed and we are sure she is playing ball with other Bostons in a special place. From her loving parents, Philip and Candy, we will miss you! Argus - March 2006
Argus came to us from Boston Buddies in July 2005 along with his younger buddy Rascal (now Razz). Argus was 15 years young with the spirit of a General and a heart as big as the whole outdoors. Argus & Razz settled into our home along with our other two; a 13 year old pug, Otto & 9 year old Japanese Chin, Bonsai within hours of arriving after the long drive from Southern California to San Jose, CA. Argus was a strong old man who insisted on his walks, always knew what he wanted and would look at us with his “General Attitude” and “Master & Commander Bark” until we figured it out for ourselves. He loved the dog park where he would walk the perimeter ensuring safety for all the “puppies” playing inside. He greeted us every day with his dignified and insistent presence but in the evening and at night, the softie would come out. He’d spend time with Dad on the couch, under the blankets of course, watching TV, only later to sneak into bed with Mom, slip right under the covers, head on the pillow next to mine, snoring quietly happy as could be. Over the winter we had many fires in the fireplace and Argus loved to lie stretched out warm and toasty. We knew when Argus came to us he would be with us only a short time, but 7 months was too soon to lose your wonderful soul. Argus found a special place in our home and in our hearts and will forever be our Little General. Mr. Brown - November 2005
Mr. Brown came into rescue at the tender age of 10 weeks old. He came to us with parvo and coccidia. But Mr. Brown was a little fighter and after several weeks of living in isolation at the vet he was able to come home and given a clean bill of health. Unfortunately it was soon discovered that he had another problem, he had a non functional sphincter and no mobility. He was unable to go to the bathroom on his own. Boston Buddies kindly took him to several vets and a neurologist and we all prayed that there was something that could be done to help him. Sadly all the vets agreed that there was nothing they could do. I had the pleasure of fostering Mr. Brown and I loved him dearly. He was my spunky little man and he fought so hard. Harder that any dog should ever have to. He was in pain but always happy to see me. Always more worried about licking my face, making me laugh, cuddling next to me, playing with my dogs, being my shadow, and most importantly brightening up my life with his presence.. His final day came on November 4, 2005 and in my arms he crossed the bridge. He is missed terribly and he will never be forgotten. I love you Mr. Brown. Rachael Edith - November 2005
Edith was a sweet girl who came to Boston Buddies in her final days. She was originally rescued by a group who rescues Rotti’s and Pit’s. While in their care they removed two cancerous tumors from her face and once recovered, Boston Buddies helped facilitate the adoption of Edith to a Boston Buddies adopter. Edith filled a void in her new mother’s life and gave her lots of love. Unfortunately just a month after her adoption Edith became very ill and on a Sunday night I rushed her to the emergency vet where it was quickly determined that she was in right heart failure. After a couple of days of trying everything possible it was determined that she had reached her end and it was her time to cross the bridge. On October 26, 2005 Edith crossed the bridge in my arms. In the short time she was in our care is became loved by many. She loved lying in the sun and laying on her back for belly rubs. You are missed and loved Edith! Rachael Scooby - November 2005
Scooby was found as a stray and ended up at the Downey City Shelter, SEAACA. Betty, a kind-hearted and loving rescuer, picked him up and said he was the most neglected dog she had ever seen. Although Scooby was a very senior brindle and white Boston, he appeared to be completely black – black from soot, grease, grime and life on the streets. He had horrible skin and was bald in areas, he had lacerated eyes and a constant stream of green slime running from his nose. He was incredibly thin – scarecrow like, really - and walked with a definite tilt. He was taken directly to Dr. Birr’s office and fed, watered, bathed – twice – given a thorough exam and all medications necessary. Vickie, Dr. Birr’s amazing nurse, treated Scooby as her own, attempting to stimulate him physically with ear rubs, tummy rubs and back rubs. She also kept him with her in the office, attempting to engage Scooby in play in an effort to stimulate his mind and desire to socialize. Then I met Scooby - once he was healthy enough to be around my two girls, Nikita (my Boston) and Peggy (my Pug) he came home with us. At first he appeared quite curious about his new surroundings, inspecting everything, and of course, marking wherever he deemed necessary. He joined us on my bed surrounded by down pillows and thick, soft down comforters. Frankly, I even put a down comforter in his kennel – he deserved it!!! Unfortunately, about a week after he came home he developed a serious case of kennel cough and had to return to Dr. Birr’s office. Scooby became sicker and sicker by the day, refusing to eat, refusing to drink and having to be forced to do everything. It was finally decided that Scooby’s quality of life was non-existent and that he wanted to move on. So, for one last night, I brought Scooby home, I put him on the bed with me and the girls for some TV time and a good night’s sleep on the down pillows and comforters. The next day, my 18-year old son, Cory, bravely took Scooby back to Dr. Birr’s office where Vickie held Scooby in her lap as he went on to the Bridge. Although we knew Scooby for a very short period of time, I am deeply saddened by the life he experienced at the hands of other humans on this planet, but my spirit is buoyed by the fact that we were able to provide him with love, food, care and as much comfort – and comforters - as possible during his last weeks here. I can only hope he went to the Rainbow Bridge knowing that he was loved, if only for a short period time, and that he will be in my heart, always. Misty - November 2005
Misty came to Boston Buddies in April of 2005 at the tender age of 12. One of her owners had developed Alzheimer’s and the family was moving to a place that would not allow Misty to come along. Misty was a sweet little girl of only 14 lbs. with one brown and one blue eye. She was so delicate and dainty. Her foster mom fell in love with her and decided she could not let her go so she adopted her. Misty had a wonderful life with her new boston sister, Maggie May (another Boston Buddy rescue dog). The girls would snooze and snuggle during the day and keep close to their mom at night – they were the “Three Ms – Misty, Maggie and Mom.” Misty loved her treats. Misty crossed the Rainbow Bridge on November 2, 2005. Her mom and Maggie May miss her terribly, but feel blessed to have known her love. Wilbur - October 2004
Our boy Wilbur came to us in December 2000. After suffering the loss of our Mr. Friday, who passed away at the age of 14, we felt that we needed to rescue a boston terrier in his memory. Searching the internet we found 3 year old Wilbur living with his foster mom Nancy in Atlanta. We flew out there and brought him back to Redondo Beach to live with us. Wilbur was a special boy who was very particular about who he hung out with or who we hung out with. He didn't care for strangers or other animals, but he loved his mom and dad. When Wilbur discovered car rides to the beach and the park, he refused to walk in the neighborhood, instead stubbornly standing by the car door until we relented and took him for a ride. He loved to play ball and bark at the pool water and give us lots of kisses. Wilbur passed away at the young age of 7 on October 29, 2004 of hemangiosarcoma. His pictures adorn our home and we think of him often. Wilbur, we look forward to seeing you again! Dolly - August 2005
Dolly came to us at the age of 10. Her owner went into the hospital and Dolly was taken to the pound with her little brother. After sitting there until it was decided her owner would not be able to care for her, Dolly went to live with Ann who loved and cared for her until she passed away in August. Ann said "Dolly loved so much she wore her heart out." Your sweet face will be missed Dolly. Joe
Bosco Max- January 2005
Max was already 15 when he was abandoned in the South Central shelter. Suffering from kidney failure, we all knew Max was not going to be with us long. But, rather than feeling sad for this poor old guy, we just worked to make him comfy and happy until his time came to cross the bridge. Max, also known as the Boston Gourmet, would eat only people food like fresh cooked chicken and deli turkey. He loved walks and snuggling on your lap all the time. He crossed the bridge on the very same day as Judy Jolly, who had been one of the volunteers who gave love and care to this lonely and abandoned senior. We like to imagine that he chose that day to go because he wanted to be sure that Judy had a little Boston guide to help her find her way. Sassy - January 2005
We were forever blessed when Sassy came into our lives. Full of life, love and companionship, Sassy never left our side. Always happy and adorable, she brought so much light and warmth to our home. For the short time she was with us, she would brighten even our gloomiest of days. We cannot express in words how much we will miss her. God willing, we will see her again. You were so loved and will be so missed...our Sassy-dog Winston
Winston was one of the first dogs to come to Boston Buddies as our group was formed. A big love of a boy, he had a splash-face that no one could help but fall in love with, and that is precisely what happened with his foster mom ---one night was all it took for this big, silly casanova and she was gone.... hook, line and sinker. Winston never left her home and he spent 2 and 1/2 years enjoying his life with his BT sisters, Penny and Sugar, and his cat buddy, Shadow, as well. Sue, his mom, described Winston best... "Winston was not an affectionate dog, but he was my velcro dog, and I know how much he loved me and he knew how much I loved him. He would occasionally tolerate my giving him a big hug and smooch....and I could almost hear him saying..... "Golly Mom, you're embarrassing me........!" Winston's easy-going and friendly personality made him a favorite at many dog events that our group attended, and in fact, it was while he was serving as our "ambassador" for the day at an event in San Diego that this picture was taken, featuring Winston gently kissing a little BT puppy. Winston in his leather cap making friends.....he was really great at that and will be so missed. Thank you for being such a great ambassador Winston, and for just being the big, sweet and loving boy that you were. Milton - June 2004
After 10 years of neglect and loneliness in a cold concrete yard, Milton was dumped in a shelter like an old sofa no one wanted. While those hard years took their toll on his little body, they could not crush his cheerful spirit. This sweet and gentle boy had nothing but love for everyone he met. He seemed so amazed at every treat, every bellyrub, as if he could not belive his sudden good fortune. Sadly, shortly after his adoption, Milton's old heart started to give out. He crossed over the bridge in the arms of his foster mom. While he was with us only for a few months, Milton's goofy BT smile and happy disposition will never be forgotton by the peole who's lives he touched. We love you, Uncle Milty Phoebe - January 2004
Phoebe came to us as an older girl who needed surgery for mamory tumors and spay. Once that was done she went into several foster homes, but just did not seem settled. She was a very sweet girl, but did not show any interest in playing, and wanted all the other dogs to leave her alone to snooze in the sun. Phoebe finally went to a foster home with a lovely family and seem to enjoy the sunshine in their garden and the extra love and attention she recieved there. Sadly, not long after arriving at this home another tumor was discovered on her leg. The diagnosis was bad, quickly advancing cancer which could not be treated. Wanting to make her few remaining weeks the best they could be she was placed on pain medication. This helped Pheobe tremendously and she spent her last several weeks running with her two new "sister" Boston along the fence, sunbathing, and getting lots of extra love and care. Phoebe's last weeks were the best her foster mom could make them, and although Pheobe almost seemed to know her end was near, she frolicked and sunbathed with a sense of peace she had not shown since coming into our care. Phoebe went to the bridge enveloped in the love of a wonderful foster mom and we are sure she will be waiting there for her. Little Miss Britches - May 2003 Sugar Britches came to us when we recieved a call that a puppy had been abandoned at a vet's office. She had been left in a shoebox and was about 3 months old. Poor Britches had no use of her legs and had to be hand fed and watered. A specialist evaluated her and felt she had most likely been exposed to the Parvo virus while in her mother's uterus. Unfortunately this left Britches with a type of brain damage which caused her to loose all balance, coordination, and use of her limbs, but mentally was as alert and cognitive as any other dog. Poor little Britches would panic when not held close, and so spent her week in our care tucked safely in her foster mom's shirt where she loved to give puppy kisses and snuggle into a neck. Britches wanted so desperately to run and play and would bark with great gusto when she watched the other doggies run and play tug of war. To live a life lying and watching from the sidelines, and fearful of any movement, and to not be able to eat or drink when hungry or thirsty was not what this baby deserved.Britches was taken to the Rainbow Bridge snuggled into her foster mom's neck, where she was happiest, leaving with fresh puppy smell and puppy kisses. The most difficult gift to give Britches was the one that was right — to let her run and jump and play as she so wanted to do. She was here for such a very short time, but the love she left with us is timeless. Waldo - March 2003 Waldo entered our care after remaining at a shelter for over a month. Waldo was certainly not the spryest, or cutest of BTs, but was certainly a lovebug and wanted nothing from life except a good belly rub and a kind touch. He was estimated to be around 10, and in very bad shape. After coming into our care he was diagnosed with Cushings. He was placed for a short while with a loving family, but their BT was just too playful and rambunctious for poor old Waldo. So we welcomed him back into our foster care. Waldo became ill with a respiratory infection, which he just could not shake. He went to the rainbow bridge with quiet, loving dignity, laying across his foster mom's lap for a last snuggle. Waldo didn't need much from life, just some love and affection. Waldo gave immensly during his life and we miss him. Malcolm Malcolm was an owner surrender. His owner decided that she did not have time for him anymore. He was 5 years old and still had plenty of years left in him. His previous owner informed us that he had a thyroid problem and she gave us medication that she had gotten over the internet from Canada. She failed to give us his medical records. We later found out why. Malcolm was the sweetest boy and was soon placed in loving home. Shortly after his adoption Malcolm became very ill. Malcolm died in the night at the vets office. It was later determined that he had Cushing's and the medication he was on was for this disease. Malcolm overdosed on his medication. His previous owner failed to notify us of the Cushing's and lied about his medication. Malcolm didn't have to die. Cushing's is a treatable disease and he should have lived for another 8 or more years.
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