Lucy Hunt 08-18-2010

Lucy Hunt 8-18-2010

Cody McAbee 08-04-2010

Cody McAbee 8-4-2010

There are not enough words to express of what a wonderful dog we had and how much we miss him. Saying goodbye broke our hearts.

Cody, our baby boy; he was an English Springer Spaniel. He had the best dispostion, very smart, the sweetest most beautiful face. He had beautiful markings, freckles on his face and legs. He had the most expressive eyes. It was almost like he could see what you were thinking. Cody loved attention; people would stop us to comment of how beautiful he was. Cody knew he was being admired.

Cody was a handful! He was large for a Springer at 60 pounds. When he was young, he was an escape artist. You could not let him loose from you at all, he would not come back. He would dart out of the house in a flash! He loved to chase squirrels, birds, chipmunks and frogs. He would go after anything that moved. He was so strong, once while we were walking, he pulled me into a ditch full of water after a frog! He was wild when it came to creatures.  Cody loved, of all things, fish! He would chase and bark at the small fish in the shallow part of the lake all day. When Barry, his daddy, would catch a fish, Cody would carry it around by its fin. Luckily, I have recorded; no one would believe it unless they saw it.

He was a part of the family, not just a pet. When we would take a vacation, we always went camping. It was a doggy do vacation, we did what the dog wanted to do; hike, swim, boat ride, and run free on “The Island.” He loved to run free on the beach and chase the seagulls.

He loved vacation time; he never liked it when we had to return home. He would go to his room and sit in the corner with his back to us and pout. We called him a Vacation Hound, that is all he wanted to do. I always told him that he was a “working breed”, but you’d never know.

I could go on and on with stories about my boy. He had a great long life of 16 1/2 years. Not long enough…..

We cannot keep our pets forever; I sure wish we could because Cody would be the one. He had so much personality.

I believe there is a special place in heaven for our pets and when Cody crossed over the rainbow brigde he is strong again, he is no longer in pain with his hips. He is running free, just like he loved to do!!

We were truly blessed to have such a loyal friend. He will always have a special place in both our hearts forever. We will never forget what a perfect dog he was.

We love you!

Mommy and Daddy

We would like to thank Good Shepherd for allowing us to share our stories of our beloved pets. It is a tool to be able to see just how many kindred spirits there are that love their pets with an unconditional love.

A very special thanks to everyone at PawPrints, especially Dr. Chris Cousins. All the times that he called to check on Cody, even on his weekends! Dr. Chris was with us to the very end. We will never forget your kindness!!

Thank you,

Priscilla

Hope Simpson 08-04-2010

Hope Simpson 8-4-2010

Mimi & Poppe 8-23-10     Hope, how can I tell you  how much you were loved, and how much you’re missed. Mandy and Frank found you for us at the Sangaree Hospital and Shelter in Summerville, SC.  When I saw you on my computer, I knew you were waiting for us. I loved your name and your darling face, your ears, and pink tongue. Mandy drove to us to Summerville to bring you to your new home in Murrells Inlet. We bonded on the ride home and you were at home from the first day. You were a blessing especially for Poppe. He has alzheimers and I think you knew it right away. You would sit on his lap and you loved each other from the start. When Poppe had to go to the veteran’ victory house, you were always with us everytime we visited. “Uncle Garry drove us there ( a three hour drive, and back) and he took such good care of you when we go there. You were always a good girl on the long drive there and back, everyone loved you and you loved people and other dogs. You were the best dog in the world and I told you so every day. It was the saddest day when I had to let you go and rest in peace with Saint Francis. “Uncle Garry” and I were with you until you went to sleep. We said a special prayer for you. There will never be another Hope, and I will miss you forever. You filled a special need in our lives. Thank you and God bless you Hope. 

“DEATH LEAVES A HEARTACHE THAT NOTHING CAN HEAL…BUT LOVE LEAVES A MEMORY THAT NO ONE CAN STEAL.”

Love always, Mimi         A special thank you to Dr. Stephanie Welch, Michelle and all the good people at Pawley’s Veterinary Hospital and the Good Shepherd Pet Services.                 Mary Simpson.

To Megan at Bubbles and Fluff:  Thank you for all the baths and for grooming Hope to make her look so pretty with a bow or a scarf. She loved to come to you and be with your dogs and all the others waiting their turn to look pretty and handsome. Thanks to Kathy too. For the times you kept her overnight, when she wasnt able to go see Poppe, I am so grateful, because I knew she would be safe with you. We will miss seeing all of you at Bubble and Fluff, but we will stop by and say hello. God bless all of you and all the dogs in your care.  

Love to all, Mary Simpson

Jake Wells 07-19-2010

Jake,

                I remember going to the Humane Society to get a new dog to go with the purchase of our home in Nov. 2002. We walked down the aisles of the kennel and there you were. You were the only dog who wasn’t barking. You lay in the corner by yourself as if you had given up on life. Marc took one look at you and knew you were the dog we needed. I was hesitant; I had never had a lab before, but my heart melted when you looked up at me with those big brown eyes. You came to our home and slept for three days on the living room floor. Within a few weeks, you were back to a normal weight and you spent the next eight years thanking us for “saving” you.  Words can never express what a blessing you were in our lives. Our favorite saying was “Does Jake need a hug?”  You would come and get a hug when you or I needed one. You would put your head on my shoulder as if to comfort me when I had a hard day at work. You always looked forward to Sunday mornings with Marc. You would get in the back of the truck and go get a Sunday paper. That was your “guy” time. You loved the freedom of the wind rushing against your face while riding down the road.

                You also felt as if it was your job to protect our home and property by warning us if you heard an unfamiliar noise. You were so much more than just a pet to us; you were a part of our family for eight wonderful years until cancer took you away. You will always hold a special place in our heart and we will never forget what a great dog you were. Our hearts are empty right now, but hopefully the pain will ease over time. I long to get a hug from you but we will see you again someday……… We love you and miss you so deeply.

Thanks to Good Shepherd for allowing us to bring you home with us where you belong……………..

Charlie King 07-07-10

Charlie — “the stray who came to stay”.

Charlie truly was a really good boy. Charlie had the biggest doggy heart of all the dogs I’ve ever known. He was always trying to do the right thing by his human caretakers and an eager-to-please fellow.

Charlie had a rough start. He didn’t have it easy — being abandoned by neighbors who moved and just left him behind, having to fend for himself on the streets, terrified of being outdoors when those “thunder boomers” cracked the sky — when he showed up on our doorstep one St.Patrick’s Day.

He had more than his fair share of trials — having heart worms when he arrived; escaping one night, then being found and returned home (thankfully!) by some nice people early one morning across from the Speedway, through some woods and over a major roadway, with the pads of his poor little feet having separated from his toes during his frantic flight; irritating bladder stones, which required surgery; a bout with a mysterious chronic cough for quite a while there; and, then, lousy liver tumors. Through out it all, he was a very brave little — well, maybe not THAT little — trooper.

Charlie was a lab/chow mix and sometimes early on that aggressive chow trait would come out in him. At those times, I would put Charlie in his cage for a “time-out” until he gathered his wits. Over time, Charlie would put himself in his cage on his own without my direction when he felt himself getting that chow-y aggressive thing. Like I said, an always eager-to-please good boy.

I’ve known poochies who were afraid of many things, such as thunderstorms and vacuum cleaners. After Charlie’s examination and diagnostic procedures at the specialty clinic for that mysterious cough, (which, after buckets of bucks and a variety of prescription meds, ultimately subsided with benedryl!), Charlie developed an ungodly fear of the toaster, running like mad to find a hiding spot when he saw the appliance being retrieved for use. (Made breakfast times and preparing BLTs a little tricky.) Even giving him pieces of the buttered toasted bread, which he gladly gobbled down, couldn’t allay his fears of the dreaded toaster machine.

Now, my good friend, Charlie, you can run and you can play and you can go-for-rides and you can gobble all the treats you want to your heart’s content.  Chakotay and Tuvok will tour you around your new digs and show you the best curl-up spots around the place. 

Beloved Choo-Choo Charlie — Missing you big time, ol’ buddy pal!

“One last word of farewell, dear master and mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my long happy life with you: “Here lies one who loves us and whom we loved.” No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.”  -  Eugene O’Neill, from his Dalmatian, Blemie’s, last will and testament

“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”
- St. Francis of Assisi

Gracie Miller 07-06-2010

Thank you so much for taking care of Gracie in her final time.  We miss her so much and think of her everyday.  Each time we come home we still say Hi Gracie, where are you?  We can still see her raise her head as she sits on the sofa and then jumps to greet us.  Gracie was an abused and rescued Dobie and although we were sure we didn’t want an older dog (she was 6 1/2 or 7) we fell in love with her beautiful face and she made it very clear that she wanted to go home with us.  Yes, she was love at first sight, and that love continued to grow the entire 5 years we were so fortunate to have her by our sides.  Each time you spoke her name she was the happiest dog ever, and wagged her tiny tail to show you how much she loved her name and us.  She was so happy to be adopted, and live with her new family who adored her.  Again, thank you for taking care of her.  She now sits on a shelf with her photos surrounding her, and our love and thought are with her each time we pass by.

Nacho Blalock 07-05-10

To my most precious baby in the world. You were my sunlight and soul and without you Buddy and are so lost.I miss the way you followed me everywhere no matter how you felt and stuck by me through so many tradegies. You are my soul mate and nothing will ever change that. Its been weeks and it seems harder every day. I miss touching you ,holdingyou,the smell of your ears and that precious neck that smelled so good and was so soft. I have pictures up all over my room and Cathy sent you flowers and as soon as I can I hve made a special place under the flowers on my pray blanket. I need you home with me . I sit on the porch and miss you so bad,I talk to you and cry and pray to meet you soon at the bridge. When I think that I’ll never hear my baby howl when I walk in a door it just kills me. I wish that I had held on to you so hard that God could’t take you away and I could have healed your heart,I wold have given you mine because you have it anyway.Buddy and I want you to make new friends and know that we are waiting to meet you at tha bridge.nothing can replace you and you have to know we miss you more than I even miss my parents. I never knew  them like you. Nachie I love you so much and will write you again soon.

Mollie Foy 07-01-2010

I got my dear Mollie from a local breeder in Jax, FL. I had the pick of the litter of Yorkie’s but Mollie was very attentive to me the entire time I was looking at the whole litter, and you had huge ears, thus the breeder had nicknamed you “ears”. This began a love affair that lasted for over 12 years. You were truely one of the family, mom who was against having a dog (she had 2 cats) fell in love with you in a matter of 30 minutes. You always slept in the bed with either myself or my mom. Unless I wasn’t home then you refused to sleep aywhere but under the bed in a small doggie bed. You were supposed to be a regular sized Yorkie as both your parents were full size,as were all your siblings. We waited and waited for you to grow but you never went over 4 lbs, and most of your life you were about 3 lbs. You gave us all unconditional love, but make no mistake you were spoiled rotten, and was the queen bee of the house and you got away with any and everything you wanted to do. When you were about 2 we got you a friend, another Yorkie from Yorkie rescue named Buffy and you 2 quickly became real budddies. But, you never let us or Buffy forget that you were numero uno. Needless to say Mollie you will be missed, Mom and I have shed many tears over the loss of you, I am only thankful that I got to spend the last night with you and held you in my arms as you passed at 5 AM in the morning. We can’t wait to meet you at that rainbow bridge when we can all be together once again. Our love for you lives on just as strong today with you gone from your eartly body as when you were alive and barking.Until we meet again may you rest in peace and eternal love.
Love Scott

Precious Drennan 06-24-10

Born July 4th,1997 ~ Went to heaven June 24th,2010

To my Precious,

I remember the day we went to the humane society to get a dog. I had lost Mitzi the month before, after 13 years. I had in mind I wanted a German shepherd, but as we walked up and down each row of pens, there wasn’t a shepherd to be found. (I guess God knew what we needed) I walked by your pen without a second glance, but Jim noticed you. When he went up to the pen you were in, you rose up and turned sideways for him to pet you. At that point you had him. He kept saying “what about this one?” “No”, I said…”I want a shepherd.” And I kept looking…of course, there were no shepherds. We passed your pen again and Jim pointed you out again. I thought “I don’t want a little brown dog, I want a shepherd”.  But, Jim talked me into at least looking at you…so I did. We took you out into the yard to see how you would react with us….and we were hooked. You were the sweetest thing I had ever seen. Tail wagging, looking at us…wanting to come home. So we agreed, you were the one. We put the money down to hold you should you become available.

We had to wait a week to make sure you weren’t claimed by your owner, but after the long week of waiting, I called and yes, you were adoptable! We had to wait for you to be sent to be spayed, but it was worth the wait. The night before we were to come and pick you up, we were at Wal-Mart picking up dog food, treats, toys…like expected parents. The humane society people said we could pick you up at 1pm that day.  We were there at noon, impatient for you come back. At 1:00 ish…they showed up with all of the dogs from the vets office and there you were. We signed the papers and took you home with us. You were 6 months old when we brought you home.

You have been with us for 12 1/2 years until you went to Rainbow Bridge to wait for us. You were loving and loyal. No one could ask for a better pet, ever. You were the only dog I have ever had that I could let outside to walk around the property with me, without a leash.  You walked with me thru the rose garden and around the property, while I drank my coffee. It was our morning ritual. Ever since you have been gone, I can’t bring myself to walk the property without you yet, but I hope I will be able to do so soon….. Remembering your “Precious” face and companionship in the early mornings. I love you Precious. You are and will always be my “Sugar Baby Puppy”.

Love, Mom

Zach Moore 06-23-10

You will be missed Zack! We all loved you so much!