Piper

I remember the day Krista got Piper, her ears standing tall, tail wagging, and happy to find her forever home. Over the years, she and my dog became best friends finding ways to have mischievous fun from jumping from bed to bed in the mountains, or getting chased away from trying to play with (hopefully not eat) chickens, or finding and rolling in every mud puddle possible to running away from the car as soon as we got everything packed to avoid the journey home. Piper had the longest tongue, the softest fur, the tallest ears, the squattest legs of any German Shepherd, and the biggest heart. She was always up for an adventure whether it was walking the streets of DC to see what kind of snack she could find or getting lost on hikes or going for a ride across town or across many state lines. Though Piper belonged to one of my best pals, I always thought of her as one of my own and am saddened to see her cross that Rainbow Bridge. She was a happy girl, and Krista gave her the best life anyone could every want. She will not be forgotten.

Pistol Pete
August 1, 1998 - June 26, 2013 Pistol Pete came to me when he was about 6 years old. It started out that I would babysit him from time to time, but I did not want the full time commitment to a dog. Before I knew what happened, he was mine. It took Pete a little over a year before he seemed to feel at home with me. For good reasons Pete had quite high separation anxiety. After about 8 years together we had a bond that I never imagined would happen. Pete went to work with me almost every day. He went on many road trips with me and we stayed in a lot of different hotels and campgrounds together. Pete was the most loyal, well behaved, beautiful dog I have ever known. He was at my side more often than not for about 8 years. Petey, I miss you terribly. There is a big empty spot on the bedroom floor where you belong. There is also a big empty spot in the rear view mirror of "your" car. I hope to see you at the Rainbow Bridge some day. In the meantime, you will never be forgotten.

Prince
From the first minute you came into our lives and I saw what horrible shape you were in and found out that you had run away from a very bad man who sold drugs and kept you tied to a tree with no shelter. I did everything in my power with money and a good lawyer to keep you away from this man and get you immediate medical care. Your ears were infected and oozing as well as well flea eaten and the vet found that you had 3 forms of worms. After a week hidden away on the vets farm and consent care and attention your new life began. You were truly the BEST and most LOYAL dog I have ever had the honor of sharing my life with and when the time came after 12 years of loving you I had to make the heart breaking decision to have your vet ease your pain and allow you to go into the next stage of life to wait to run with me again and be my shadow. You gave me the honor of allowing me to hold you and give you permission to let go when the time came. Although I was very brave when we are at the vets I broke down in the car and still ache for your friendly smile or seeing your head hanging out the back window when I go anywhere. Your ashes are in a German Shepard memorial box that looks just like you and I have it in your favorite spot near my bed. Although I feel your presence all around me I will forever miss my Prince. It has been a month since you you left to play with your sister I feel like you want me to rescue another German Shepard in need like you were and we are looking but no other dog will replace you in our hearts.

Probie
Probie came into our lives as the result of an "Andrea Plea" for a foster. We offered to foster and knew after 1 day that he wasn't going anywhere else. Probie was the happiest dog I've ever known. He had a big smile on his face every day of his life even until the end. He developed a respiratory infection the week before Christmas then developed into an autoimmune response that he just couldn't recover from. He wasn't quite 7 when he left and that's way to young. I love you Probie boy and I miss you every day. RIP Sweet Boy 02/09/2009(approx.)-01/02/2016

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