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Droopy
| Minnie 3/09/95 - 5/23/09 |
To our precious Minnie we did your heart breaking surrender and you
were the perfect foster. We really wanted to keep you but a lovely lady
Came along to adopt you and give you a wonderful new home. We were
So lucky we became friends with your new Mom so we have been
Able to visit and see you all of the years you were part of GABR. You will
be missed and have left a small hole in our hearts, but we know you
are now with your first love the man that raised you, and with your
Foster sisters and brother, Murphy, K.C. and Picard. You brought so
Much joy and love into our lives.
Marshall and Kay Garlach
Your foster parents
were the perfect foster. We really wanted to keep you but a lovely lady
Came along to adopt you and give you a wonderful new home. We were
So lucky we became friends with your new Mom so we have been
Able to visit and see you all of the years you were part of GABR. You will
be missed and have left a small hole in our hearts, but we know you
are now with your first love the man that raised you, and with your
Foster sisters and brother, Murphy, K.C. and Picard. You brought so
Much joy and love into our lives.
Marshall and Kay Garlach
Your foster parents
| Juniper R. Bassettberg July 25, 1998-April 4, 2009 |
We picked him out when he was only 7 days old. He went with me to live in Germany for
2 years (and spoke German). He loved to travel and made us laugh a lot. He was his
"little sister's" hero. He never snapped at her (she came to live with us at 8 weeks --
another basset), was very patient with her, and loved everyone. He had a basset niece
and nephew (Stubbley and Spookey) and he taught Spookey how to be "the old guy,"
which is what we called him. He lived in the house with rabbits, cats, turtles and any
animal we happened to bring in without ever trying to hurt them. After 14.75 yrs, it
broke our hearts when we learned he had cancer under his tongue. For the next
month, I got up every three hours to make sure he had his pills, drank as much water as
he could, and that he was okay. When the day finally came, I knew it was best for him,
but it sure wasn't for us. Daisy (his sister), Emery (his human brother), and all the rest of
the family cried for days!! He will FOREVER be in our hearts and we miss him still.
Mommy, Daisy, Emery, Kelly, Stubbley and Spookey
2 years (and spoke German). He loved to travel and made us laugh a lot. He was his
"little sister's" hero. He never snapped at her (she came to live with us at 8 weeks --
another basset), was very patient with her, and loved everyone. He had a basset niece
and nephew (Stubbley and Spookey) and he taught Spookey how to be "the old guy,"
which is what we called him. He lived in the house with rabbits, cats, turtles and any
animal we happened to bring in without ever trying to hurt them. After 14.75 yrs, it
broke our hearts when we learned he had cancer under his tongue. For the next
month, I got up every three hours to make sure he had his pills, drank as much water as
he could, and that he was okay. When the day finally came, I knew it was best for him,
but it sure wasn't for us. Daisy (his sister), Emery (his human brother), and all the rest of
the family cried for days!! He will FOREVER be in our hearts and we miss him still.
Mommy, Daisy, Emery, Kelly, Stubbley and Spookey
| Cleo |
Lucy was a tri-colored puppy the owners didn't have time for anymore. Larry and I agreed ahead of
"perfect" basset, Louie. Much to our own surprise, we brought home a long legged, knock-kneed,
hyper active puppy who barked constantly for the hour long trip home.
But all those physical imperfections quickly disappeared. All we saw was that Lucy loved Louie,
loved us, her new home, and settled in very quickly. She always had a sweet and submissive
disposition. When we started fostering for GABR, Lucy was always the one we would send out first
to greet the new foster. She sensed what they needed. If they wanted to play, she would play...if
they wanted to be left alone, she would give them their space and time. She was the fastest runner
and even caught up with a few rabbits in her prime. She was perfect for us.
After Louie left for Rainbow Bridge in 2001, Lucy had other adopted siblings by that time, but none
like Louie. She was friendly and kind, but slept alone. Lucy had chronic ear problems which left her
deaf the last few years, but like an alarm clock always knew when it was dinnertime. Three short
weeks ago we learned that Lucy had advanced Lymphoma. Our sweet girl lost her quality of life
very quickly.
All we can wish for her now is that she found Louie waiting for her. Now they can play and sleep
together until we're all reunited. We'll miss you!
With all our love,
Mom, Dad, Shirley, Rosie, Stanley and Gunther
"perfect" basset, Louie. Much to our own surprise, we brought home a long legged, knock-kneed,
hyper active puppy who barked constantly for the hour long trip home.
But all those physical imperfections quickly disappeared. All we saw was that Lucy loved Louie,
loved us, her new home, and settled in very quickly. She always had a sweet and submissive
disposition. When we started fostering for GABR, Lucy was always the one we would send out first
to greet the new foster. She sensed what they needed. If they wanted to play, she would play...if
they wanted to be left alone, she would give them their space and time. She was the fastest runner
and even caught up with a few rabbits in her prime. She was perfect for us.
After Louie left for Rainbow Bridge in 2001, Lucy had other adopted siblings by that time, but none
like Louie. She was friendly and kind, but slept alone. Lucy had chronic ear problems which left her
deaf the last few years, but like an alarm clock always knew when it was dinnertime. Three short
weeks ago we learned that Lucy had advanced Lymphoma. Our sweet girl lost her quality of life
very quickly.
All we can wish for her now is that she found Louie waiting for her. Now they can play and sleep
together until we're all reunited. We'll miss you!
With all our love,
Mom, Dad, Shirley, Rosie, Stanley and Gunther
| Abby July 18, 1990 – March 22, 2009 |
Dear “Big Girl”
We pray that you are pain free now and with your brothers and sisters Max, Tallie,
Eugene, and Azzy who left this world before you. I pray that we were not too late in
helping you cross over to peace. We pray your cries to us before you left this earth
were those of love and not those of pain. We could not bear knowing you suffered
because of our selfishness to let you go. Our hearts ached to see you so ill and yet
we had a glimmer of hope you would turn around.
I hope you know that your daddy and I love you so much and we miss you terribly.
Your basset brother, Humphrey and Billy, miss you too! Please come see us while you
are in spirit and let us know you are OK. I prayed to God last night as I held your
collar, asking him to make a path for you to come visit us. I was given a vision of our
big girl running, ears bouncing in the wind, and a smile bigger than any I’ve seen, as
you play joyfully in warm sunshine and running through a meadow of wild flowers!
Our prayer for you now is that you stay warm and safe until we meet again. We look
forward to being with all our wonderful children on the other side and we can all
cross the rainbow bridge together!
We love you Abby!
Your daddy Jeff and Steve
We pray that you are pain free now and with your brothers and sisters Max, Tallie,
Eugene, and Azzy who left this world before you. I pray that we were not too late in
helping you cross over to peace. We pray your cries to us before you left this earth
were those of love and not those of pain. We could not bear knowing you suffered
because of our selfishness to let you go. Our hearts ached to see you so ill and yet
we had a glimmer of hope you would turn around.
I hope you know that your daddy and I love you so much and we miss you terribly.
Your basset brother, Humphrey and Billy, miss you too! Please come see us while you
are in spirit and let us know you are OK. I prayed to God last night as I held your
collar, asking him to make a path for you to come visit us. I was given a vision of our
big girl running, ears bouncing in the wind, and a smile bigger than any I’ve seen, as
you play joyfully in warm sunshine and running through a meadow of wild flowers!
Our prayer for you now is that you stay warm and safe until we meet again. We look
forward to being with all our wonderful children on the other side and we can all
cross the rainbow bridge together!
We love you Abby!
Your daddy Jeff and Steve
Loved and deeply missed, Juniper, Junie, was sweet as sweet can be. She loved
everything and everyone. When she trotted down the street, ok ambled, she took in
every scent, enjoying the trees for the forest, appreciating even the garbage,
sometimes especially the garbage. She tried to make friends with every four-legged
creature that passed her by, wagging her tail furiously as one approached. “Play with
me, please” – she would stress the “please” or so it seemed. An occasional howl
would pass her lips: she was a hound after all. As all dogs, she unconditionally
loved. Occasionally, she would look at you with her droopy, sad eyes, as if she knew
what you were thinking and sought to say something to calm your mind. When she
would realize that telepathy was beyond your capabilities, she would yawn and start
to close her eyes. The attempt had tired her out. Junie, dear Junie, you added
immeasurably to our lives and will always have a special place in our hearts. Thank
you to her first family who knew there was a better life for her than they could
provide. Thank you to GABR for giving us nine wonderful years with an amazing girl.
We will love and think about you always.
Mom, David, Marian, Your Grandparents, Michael and Tillie
everything and everyone. When she trotted down the street, ok ambled, she took in
every scent, enjoying the trees for the forest, appreciating even the garbage,
sometimes especially the garbage. She tried to make friends with every four-legged
creature that passed her by, wagging her tail furiously as one approached. “Play with
me, please” – she would stress the “please” or so it seemed. An occasional howl
would pass her lips: she was a hound after all. As all dogs, she unconditionally
loved. Occasionally, she would look at you with her droopy, sad eyes, as if she knew
what you were thinking and sought to say something to calm your mind. When she
would realize that telepathy was beyond your capabilities, she would yawn and start
to close her eyes. The attempt had tired her out. Junie, dear Junie, you added
immeasurably to our lives and will always have a special place in our hearts. Thank
you to her first family who knew there was a better life for her than they could
provide. Thank you to GABR for giving us nine wonderful years with an amazing girl.
We will love and think about you always.
Mom, David, Marian, Your Grandparents, Michael and Tillie
"Rufus is a very sweet boy who gets along with everyone."
That was the description on the Guardian Angel web site in the summer of 2000, when we were considering adopting
a dog. We looked at his (pathetic) picture on the web site and fell in love.
We adopted Rufus on September 3, 2000, and he quickly became the center of our lives. "Mr. Man," "RJP" (yes, he
had a middle initial, "J"), "Ruf," or whatever you called him, he was a hit wherever we took him. His distinct Mickey
Mouse marking on top of his head and sweet disposition, his Hush Puppy good looks, and his trot/waddle drew people
in. He loved the belly rubs that he received from any man, woman or child willing to give one. His loving personality
even managed to win over our mothers, neither of whom were particularly fond of dogs.
Rufus was a stray in Peoria County, then became a big city dog in Chicago. He quickly adjusted to his leash and
absolutely LOVED walks in the city, with the variety of scents and aromas that the city environment provided, despite
the broken glass that would get stuck in his paws from time-to-time, and in the winter, putting up with the salt and
snow. He would disappear beneath snow drifts as he bounded through a winter landscape, and emerge on the other
side, tail wagging and nose pointing forward. "Charge ahead!" he seemed to say.
After we moved to Indiana, it took him a while to get used to the concept of a "backyard" with all the room he wanted
to roam and sniff. Somehow, it wasn't the same without the leash. So, despite the custom cedar fence we put in for
our doggy, we still took long walks to the park and through the neighborhood. Perhaps it was the attention he got on
the walks that was the driving force - because he loved to lounge in his "sun spots" in the yard as much as anything.
attack by a pit bull (thanks to the wonderfully baggy skin around his neck), his ear was mauled by a black lab (and
restored to near perfect condition by a terrific vet in Indianapolis), he survived innumerable terrifying thunderstorms,
and he was tolerant of a new baby who has grown into an energetic toddler. Sadly, he was not able to survive the
dreaded bloat. He survived surgery and seemed to be on the rebound, and we figured that his typical Rufus-style
tenacity would bear him through yet another trauma. Unfortunately, it was too much for our little guy.
Rufus J. Powell left our lives today. He leaves us enriched by his love, soaked by his slobber, and saddened by his
loss.
The last line on the discharge report from his vet, before he was readmitted for complications from surgery, were
"Rufus is a very sweet boy."
Indeed.
We'll miss you little buddy.
Todd, Emily & Lucy Powell
Pittsburgh, PA
That was the description on the Guardian Angel web site in the summer of 2000, when we were considering adopting
a dog. We looked at his (pathetic) picture on the web site and fell in love.
We adopted Rufus on September 3, 2000, and he quickly became the center of our lives. "Mr. Man," "RJP" (yes, he
had a middle initial, "J"), "Ruf," or whatever you called him, he was a hit wherever we took him. His distinct Mickey
Mouse marking on top of his head and sweet disposition, his Hush Puppy good looks, and his trot/waddle drew people
in. He loved the belly rubs that he received from any man, woman or child willing to give one. His loving personality
even managed to win over our mothers, neither of whom were particularly fond of dogs.
Rufus was a stray in Peoria County, then became a big city dog in Chicago. He quickly adjusted to his leash and
absolutely LOVED walks in the city, with the variety of scents and aromas that the city environment provided, despite
the broken glass that would get stuck in his paws from time-to-time, and in the winter, putting up with the salt and
snow. He would disappear beneath snow drifts as he bounded through a winter landscape, and emerge on the other
side, tail wagging and nose pointing forward. "Charge ahead!" he seemed to say.
After we moved to Indiana, it took him a while to get used to the concept of a "backyard" with all the room he wanted
to roam and sniff. Somehow, it wasn't the same without the leash. So, despite the custom cedar fence we put in for
our doggy, we still took long walks to the park and through the neighborhood. Perhaps it was the attention he got on
the walks that was the driving force - because he loved to lounge in his "sun spots" in the yard as much as anything.
attack by a pit bull (thanks to the wonderfully baggy skin around his neck), his ear was mauled by a black lab (and
restored to near perfect condition by a terrific vet in Indianapolis), he survived innumerable terrifying thunderstorms,
and he was tolerant of a new baby who has grown into an energetic toddler. Sadly, he was not able to survive the
dreaded bloat. He survived surgery and seemed to be on the rebound, and we figured that his typical Rufus-style
tenacity would bear him through yet another trauma. Unfortunately, it was too much for our little guy.
Rufus J. Powell left our lives today. He leaves us enriched by his love, soaked by his slobber, and saddened by his
loss.
The last line on the discharge report from his vet, before he was readmitted for complications from surgery, were
"Rufus is a very sweet boy."
Indeed.
We'll miss you little buddy.
Todd, Emily & Lucy Powell
Pittsburgh, PA
| Rufus May 11, 2009 |
Quincy came to me in February 2003 as an older adoptee via GABR. Despite some "getting
aquainted" hesitation, he settled in well and soon became a central fixture in the household.
Quincy always had an opinion, and never had a fear of expressing it with either bark, or howl.
He always made sure the household was safe when a stranger approached, but too was quick a
Basset Hound behind the ear that day. In a neighborhood in which every household has a dog,
Quincy was "first among equals" to everyone, and second to none in character.
Inside, he had "his" sofa to relax on, and outside he had his park bench, which always caught
the afternoon sun, Summer or Winter. No matter the weather, he was always eager to tag along,
and was always a welcome addition on every new adventure. When I began working from home
in 2006 he would make sure I didn't miss any much-needed breaks, by getting me outside every
few hours for at least a few minutes time on the park bench. He never failed to look after me, as
if I were his responsibility.
The past few weeks had been trying for Quincy, as time and infirmity overtook him. Given his
long-standing loyalty, and love, and courage, it wasn't fair to allow him to suffer, and today the
decision was made to allow him to cross over the bridge. So tonight, while the house is
strangely quiet, and empty of its former warmth and personality, Quincy is near his beloved park
bench, waiting patiently for the sun once again.
Goodnight Quincy, I will always love you. See you tomorrow.
William
aquainted" hesitation, he settled in well and soon became a central fixture in the household.
Quincy always had an opinion, and never had a fear of expressing it with either bark, or howl.
He always made sure the household was safe when a stranger approached, but too was quick a
Basset Hound behind the ear that day. In a neighborhood in which every household has a dog,
Quincy was "first among equals" to everyone, and second to none in character.
Inside, he had "his" sofa to relax on, and outside he had his park bench, which always caught
the afternoon sun, Summer or Winter. No matter the weather, he was always eager to tag along,
and was always a welcome addition on every new adventure. When I began working from home
in 2006 he would make sure I didn't miss any much-needed breaks, by getting me outside every
few hours for at least a few minutes time on the park bench. He never failed to look after me, as
if I were his responsibility.
The past few weeks had been trying for Quincy, as time and infirmity overtook him. Given his
long-standing loyalty, and love, and courage, it wasn't fair to allow him to suffer, and today the
decision was made to allow him to cross over the bridge. So tonight, while the house is
strangely quiet, and empty of its former warmth and personality, Quincy is near his beloved park
bench, waiting patiently for the sun once again.
Goodnight Quincy, I will always love you. See you tomorrow.
William
| Quincy R. Browndog -June 28, 2009 |
Our beloved Cleo has gone to heaven this week. Over the last few weeks she lost her appetite and she started to
decline. We treated her for stomach issues with no real improvement, we did blood work and x-rays with no result.
Our vet recommended an ultrasound which, along with a needle biopsy, revealed the cancer that we suspected. She
had lymphosarcoma. There was nothing we could do for her except to let her go with dignity and in peace.
girl and she was the world to us and Caesar. She has been diabetic for over two years now, but we were able to
manage it well. She was always a good patient, strong and resilient. While we were getting it under control,
cataracts formed quickly and robbed her of most of her sight. We were able to have one of her eyes corrected and
regaining her sight breathed new life into her. Of course she soldiered on through the tests and recovery, but she
made sure to look miserable wearing her cone for six weeks. We knew that was only because it was slowing her
down from all the things she liked to do.
I know I have told you this before, but from the minute they came to meet us we all became a family. They loved and
trusted us and we fell instantly in love with them, we always said that we needed them as much as they needed us.
They settled in right away and it was like they had been with us all of their lives, we were all the perfect fit for each
other. I have said to Jerry many times that I feel sorry for people who go through life and are never lucky enough to be
loved by a basset hound.
We can tell that Caesar is looking for her and he's not sure where she is. While she was sick she had started laying
down in unusual places so she could be alone and he got used finding her. Our shaggy dog, Lola, shared a special
relationship with her too, now she is doting on Caesar and trying to keep him company as best as she can. We are
making sure that he feels safe and secure and loved.
She was only with us for four years but we packed a lot into the time we had. We made sure she always knew she
was loved and that this was her forever home. Four years was not enough time with her, but we wouldn't have traded
one minute of it for anything else. She left behind four broken hearts but we know that somehow we'll all go on
without her. We'll always remember her kind and gentle manner. She was a beautiful girl on the outside and she was
especially beautiful in spirit as well. Along with her reign as the Waddle Queen, she was the Queen and matriarch of
our family. We'll love and miss her forever.
We hope to be coming to the Bash and Waddle next month with Caesar and we'll take comfort in remembering her at
the memorial.
Jerry & Deb Bennett
decline. We treated her for stomach issues with no real improvement, we did blood work and x-rays with no result.
Our vet recommended an ultrasound which, along with a needle biopsy, revealed the cancer that we suspected. She
had lymphosarcoma. There was nothing we could do for her except to let her go with dignity and in peace.
girl and she was the world to us and Caesar. She has been diabetic for over two years now, but we were able to
manage it well. She was always a good patient, strong and resilient. While we were getting it under control,
cataracts formed quickly and robbed her of most of her sight. We were able to have one of her eyes corrected and
regaining her sight breathed new life into her. Of course she soldiered on through the tests and recovery, but she
made sure to look miserable wearing her cone for six weeks. We knew that was only because it was slowing her
down from all the things she liked to do.
I know I have told you this before, but from the minute they came to meet us we all became a family. They loved and
trusted us and we fell instantly in love with them, we always said that we needed them as much as they needed us.
They settled in right away and it was like they had been with us all of their lives, we were all the perfect fit for each
other. I have said to Jerry many times that I feel sorry for people who go through life and are never lucky enough to be
loved by a basset hound.
We can tell that Caesar is looking for her and he's not sure where she is. While she was sick she had started laying
down in unusual places so she could be alone and he got used finding her. Our shaggy dog, Lola, shared a special
relationship with her too, now she is doting on Caesar and trying to keep him company as best as she can. We are
making sure that he feels safe and secure and loved.
She was only with us for four years but we packed a lot into the time we had. We made sure she always knew she
was loved and that this was her forever home. Four years was not enough time with her, but we wouldn't have traded
one minute of it for anything else. She left behind four broken hearts but we know that somehow we'll all go on
without her. We'll always remember her kind and gentle manner. She was a beautiful girl on the outside and she was
especially beautiful in spirit as well. Along with her reign as the Waddle Queen, she was the Queen and matriarch of
our family. We'll love and miss her forever.
We hope to be coming to the Bash and Waddle next month with Caesar and we'll take comfort in remembering her at
the memorial.
Jerry & Deb Bennett
| Sept 14,1995 March 16, 2009 |
| Lucy |
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| Zeus |
Hey "Buds"
You gave us the best 3 years anyone could have asked for. You gave so much and asked so little.
Sunday walks will not be the same. Your barking at the bottom of the stairs as to say "hey I'm down here"
will really be missed. Thank you for all you gave.
Carol, Al, Pat, Grandma J, Lacey & Sammy
You gave us the best 3 years anyone could have asked for. You gave so much and asked so little.
Sunday walks will not be the same. Your barking at the bottom of the stairs as to say "hey I'm down here"
will really be missed. Thank you for all you gave.
Carol, Al, Pat, Grandma J, Lacey & Sammy
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