Ron convinced me to look on the DREAM site for another dog. I took a half hearted scan at the site, and a little red longhaired female got my attention. Poor baby looked as sad and lost as I felt. Told Ron - this is the one. I went into the adoption with eyes wide open. Sansa was not a young puppy and while I knew we would not spend a lifetime together, we’d make every day count. We worked out the details with Suzanne - she and Dream are awesome!

On December 30, 2017 Ron drove to the foster’s home (a good long way from us) and returned about 9:00 p.m. He handed Sansa to me - I looked into her eyes and told her she was a beautiful girl. She stared back then kissed me with that little tongue that always hung out on the right side of her mouth because she had lost her teeth. It was love at first sight. I patted Sansa and promised I would always love her, I would always take care of her and I would never leave her. I also told her she would never have to worry about a thing, that I would take care of it all. She slept with me, and as long dogs often do, slept horizontally so that I was very often teetering on the edge of the mattress. How could a little 12 pound dog take up so much room?

Sansa was a wonderful, loving, kind, gentle, quiet little dog. Her forgiving, patient nature and sense of inner peace was a wonder to behold. She accepted everything that came her way from fosters and cats to my puppy, Chance. She was exactly what I needed. Sansa gave me purpose and a new appreciation for life in general. She taught me to keep looking forward, hold onto and enjoy my memories and accept whatever life dealt out to me. She rescued me!

I miss her and still wake up in the wee hours and reach out to touch her, making sure she did not get around the pillow barrier I built every night to keep her from falling over the edge of the bed. Then it hits me she is gone. I remind myself how blessed I was to have her companionship and love a little over three years, and smile when I think how she’d come to life at mealtimes, galloping around the kitchen like My Little Pony - so darn cute!

They have settled in to their new Forever home so well and have been such good boys. They love to play and chase each other, but will gladly settle down for a belly rub, loving, and a treat. They have grown a bit as well and have now met their Vet for the first time. They did great at the visit too, very well behaved and polite to the Doc.

They spent the first few days exploring the house and have now started to claim areas as theirs and picked up on the daily routines we do. They have been a wonderful addition to our family and we will send you future updates .

Miss Daisy's health had been deteriorating since about June, as she had developed a cataract in one eye and was losing sight in the other, as well as losing muscle mass in her rear legs due to arthritis. She was losing her mobility and I would carry her outside as she needed. We spent a lot of good days outside sitting in the grass together and when she wanted to walk, and was able to, she would walk and play with Peaches until she just had to sit. In her last months, she was only able to eat canned food instead of dry kibble. I took her to the vet when she could no longer stand on her own to relieve herself as I would have to hold her up to help her. She got very lethargic and did not want to get out of her little bed or even go eat from her bowl, so I would sit by her bed and hand feed her.

When I took her to the vet for the last time, I held her in her favorite blanket. The vet told me she was in her final days, there was nothing he could do to help her, and that she would only get worse. After making the difficult decision to let her go, I comforted Miss Daisy through the entire process, always letting her feel my touch and hear my voice, so she would know I was with her to the end and after. As the vet left me to be alone with her, the sadness and my grief for her loss became overwhelming. I said prayers over her and told her how much she had helped me and Peaches and how much we loved her.

It broke my heart to see her pass, even though I know she is now a young, vibrant playful, fully functional little girl once again, with many beautiful friends to love and play with in Heaven. Thank you for the opportunity of being able to care for and share a part of my life with Miss Daisy Durango. She was a very good and sweet "child".

The first night at home, Strafe wouldn't come out from under the dining table. Now he loves to be held and cuddled by family and is slowly becoming brave enough to approach guests in our home. He has done very well with his vet visits and is not afraid to be examined. The change is dramatic; he really is learning to trust.

Brownie is an adorable cuddle-bug who shed his nerves almost immediately. He loves to play and be held! The pug part of his nature shows in his curly tail and sideways run.

Both dogs enjoy playing with their toys and like to "gladiator fight" with each other until they're worn out and need naps. They also love to play in the sunshine in our backyard. They're not sure about harnesses and walks, though!

The transition of adding the pups to our family was pretty much seamless, and they've added so much to our lives. We're blessed to have them.

He was the goodest boy, and we thoroughly loved having him in our family for the last 6 years of his life. He loved hanging out in the sun with his brother Bruiser, laying on his bed by the fireplace, howling at the sirens going by, and would always come running when he heard a cheese wrapper.

Slinky will be dearly missed by the whole family, but especially his kids Brielle and Brynlee.

She was a natural sweetheart, always wagging her tail to greet us or her beloved brother Cody. They were inseparable until they weren't. He passed nearly a year ago before Christmas last year and she hasn't been the same since.

I promised him we'd take care of her. She was with him to the end and even gave him kisses goodbye before he slept. I let her sleep on my side of the bed every single night and slept on the floor to keep her comfortable after she got her IVDD surgery to help cope.

Shay began having IBS issues around the time Cody became ill which eventually triggered the last events of her time on this earth. Always a sweetheart but also her own worst enemy not understanding that she was hurting herself.