Slo-Mo Kobe

Just for smiles…. slo-motion video of our foster dog Kobe. Is there anything better than slo-mo drool? Watch closely for it.

Music by Liquid Intonation

Just Being There…

Every now and then, you get a foster case with absolutley no hope. A dog too far gone from human neglect, and the afflictions brought on by that abuse. In those cases, you can only be there for them, until the time comes to set them free from their pain and suffering. This is the most difficult task one has to face. As an abandoned dog’s advocate, you must monitor their pain closely, and realize when the time right is to release them from their suffering. It is a decision that does not come easy, nor lightly, but this burden is the ultimate form of caring. At a time when an living being needs another so much, the greatest thing you can give is your love and comfort. It is the same as when you lose your own family. Perhaps you have not had years of companionship, but the bond of a dog can be fast and furious and leave a lasting impression on the human psyche. It is a task to rise to, to accept with courage and to perform with the utmost love.

This is what I was faced with recently, while fostering one of the worst cases of neglect I have ever witnessed. But although the situation was dire and the causes grim, my foster companion remained his true beautiful self…a loving , happy dog. It is strength that propelled me to love him as  much as humanly possible in the short time he had left. To see the inner beauty of a creature so forgiving of the evils of man. Such an experience touches you in a place deep inside. Never to be forgotten and always to be cherished.

Rest easy now boy, you mission here is completed.

In Loving Memory Of Kona

In loving memory of Kona
April 8, 2003- September 3, 2011

Yesterday, we had to say our final goodbyes to our beloved Golden Retriever, Kona, who lost his battle with cancer. Kona is our third Golden we have lost to cancer in 5 years. This time it was nerve sheath cancer, differnet name, same horrible disease.

We adopted Kona just 2 years ago, when he was 6 years old. He was our 17th foster dog and I knew the moment I laid eyes on him, he was not leaving us. Not to mince words, but his previous life was crappy. So we showered him with love and he blossomed into an amazing dog.

Together, he and I volunteered at local hospitals and hospices, providing pet therapy visits to patients. Our specialty was working with brain trauma and stroke patients. I witnessed Kona’s magic as he helped people through some of the most difficult times of their lives.

I feel incredibly privileged to have known this amazing being, even if it was for far too short of a time. Dogs live the best lives; in the moment and fully…completely. A lesson we all should remember.