have included a page linked below for animal lovers, if you
can possibly come away without crying after reading it
then you do not care enough about animals.
I like the Native Canadian story that say's ......
there was a gradually dividing line between animals and
just before the divide became too great, the dog jumped
across and joined man.
a man aspires toward a righteous life,
his first act of abstinence is from injury to animals."
- Leo Tolstoy (1828 - 1910)
comes a time when one must take
position that is neither safe, nor political, nor
but he must take it
his conscience tells him that it is right."
dog is someone who loves you more than they love
close friend who has stuck by me in good times and bad is
Candy. She is an 8 year old Samoyed. This is the second
Samoyed I have been buddies with, the first being Crystal.
Crystal stayed with me all her life, from a puppy in 1974 to
the day she passed away in 1988. Other
dogs in my life were
Cindy an Alaskan Malamute who unfortunately was taken by
cancer in 1989 and Rosy, the sweetest little female
Rottweiler you ever saw. Rosy was also taken early by a rare
form of adrenaline gland disease.
I have written this section Candy passed away October 1998
from heart failure. She is sincerely missed by me. All dogs
deserve to go to heaven, most people don't .... I bought a
little Border Collie Cross puppy in April '99 (Casey), what
a smart and people friendly pup. She will take me into my
60's as my friend and I seem to be custodian of Mike's dog
"Molson". He is one silly sweet dog. Update December 2003. I
have been the recipient of another dog. Chico comes to me
from a family that cannot take care of him any longer. He is
a 1 1/2 year old Pomeranian. Cute little guy and what a
one of my much loved Samoyed's.
Passed away October 1998
02, 1999 - Dec. 09, 2011
December 09, 2011 at 9:56 AM, Casey my beloved dog
passed away peacefully. She will be missed by me
forever. To play "Missing You"(copyright) that was
written and composed by my friend Karl Shaw and
vocals by Maryam Malak, click on Casey's picture.
Sept. 1999 - May
one of the sweetest dogs I have known passed
away on May 08 2013 at 7:30PM in my arms. Molson lived
his life very stressed and shy but did not have a mean
bone in his body and was so very very loving. I was
inconsolable when he passed.
Chico the Pomeranian
My beloved Chico passed away peacefully
August 17, 2015 at 7:04 PM. He was so tiny compared to
my other dogs.
I was so protective of him but he had attitude and was
feisty. What a great guy... I loved him so...
Born July 20, 2001. 14 years 4 weeks old.
Abby is a 6 year old Long Haired Chihuahua rescued dog
from a puppy mill in Taiwan. I have applied to adopt her
and received the call this evening (Aug. 27 2013) that
after the home visit this Saturday we are quite certain
Abby will be in my forever home.
Abby now is in my home, her forever home. She is
unbelievably sweet natured. How forgiving for a little
dog that has been through so much. Chico has been
nothing but the perfect gentleman even to the point of
giving up his bed for Abby.
Abby has a stage 3 heart murmur which I were aware of
before adopting her. Such a pity this little girl has an
affliction after all she has already been through. I am
quite prepared to deal with her special needs, but the
Vet has said she is not bad enough to need any
medication or medical attention, just a fairly quiet
home and a low sodium diet.
I think Abby will be as good for me as I am for her. I
have had a very hard time getting past Molson's death. I
can now give meaning to his passing by my thoughts of
his 13 years and 8 months with us and when he passed, he
opened up a place for me to take in another little life
to care for. If there is a dog heaven, he will be
looking down and "smiling".
Abby passed away at 6:50 PM August 26th 2015
Another beloved dog has left. I am heartbroken. A tiny
dear that suffered so much in her early life and was
with me only two years. Her little heart gave out
If ever there was a sweet soul lost it was Daisy. Miss
Daisy passed away February 25, 2015 at 5:45 PM at only 4
years old. She was afflicted with epilepsy which took her
young vibrant life. Daisy had nothing but love in her
heart which she insisted in letting you know by her
endless kisses and ability to jump three times higher
than she was tall just to reach you and greet you. She
never strayed from your side as she showed her gratitude
for the care and love she was given during seizures. She
only ever wanted to be loved and in return she gave
anyone the best friendship and loyalty you could asked
for. She will be missed by her mom Sandee, her best
friend Cameron and me.
On May 10 2016 We adopted another little dog, Puffin.
This fellow is just 8 years old but what a life. The
story as told to me was that he was found as a stray and
put in a high kill shelter in Ohio at 4 years old.
Somehow Loyal Rescue found out about him and got him
across the border to Canada. This took place approximately June 23 2012 by the Ohio State veterinary
records. He was in Fort Erie, Ontario for an undetermined time until transfered to foster care in
Scarborough, Ontario. The poor little fellow had major
fear issues and gives all signs of being bested and
He also has some "street dog traits" that appear
sometimes such as drinking out of puddles. He was
adopted out twice, once returned and once taken to the
Toronto Humane Society because of biting issues the
same as the first return. The adoption papers state if
he needs to be returned, he should go back to Loyal
Rescue. Loyal Rescue "jumped through hoops" to get him
released and returned to his foster Mom. She took
unbelievably incredible care of him until we saw him on
their web page up for adoption. Sandee and I applied but
through some error in my e-mail arriving to them and a
cutoff date for applications we were ignored. I even
sent them a link to this page to prove we were
experienced and truly loving "dog people". After not
hearing from them for two weeks I placed an inquiry as
to how my application was progressing. Loyal Rescue went
back in their e-mail applications and found mine. They
were impressed but said one other applicant was before
us. I am not sure what happened to that application but
we were suddenly first on their list. After some
discussion there appeared to be a glitch pertaining to
his foster Mom. My opinion is she had taken care of
Puffin so long she did not want to give him up. A wait
ensued but finally a visit was arranged to our home with
Ann his foster Mom. She came and brought Puffin. What a
beautiful dog and my heart went out to him knowing that
he had been abused. He was wary of everyone most of all
me. Wouldn't let anyone near him until Sandee gave him a
few treats. Sandee and Ann took the two dogs for a walk
in our neighbourhood the other being our Jack Russell
Terrier. Ann inspected the property which has a fenced
in backyard on a property that comprises about 1/2 acre
total. Ann stated that modifications had to be made.
Areas of the fencing had to be more secure and three
areas had to be gated or more fencing installed. This
was done and pictures sent to Ann. She agreed that we
were to adopt Puffin. We met and transfered Puffin to
our car (a Vibe) in a crate supplied by Ann. You could
see how much Ann loved Puffin, gave so many treats,
food, a toy. We signed the adoption papers and Ann
left... I saw her crying. What a beautiful heart this
Well, we found out the extent of Puffin's fears and
fear biting issues when we tried to get him out of his
crate. He was terrified, I was bitten numerous times
trying to get him out and getting his halter off. This
process was a long 4 days. Treats, toys, words, nothing
could calm him down. To this day I believe it was
Sandee's soft feminine voice that coaxed him out. We
worked with him for months to get him to be a dog again,
I think it took him 6-8 months to fully trust someone.
When Ann came for the home visit she worked at "selling"
Puffin to us as the most lovable and lovey dog
imaginable. At the time of this writing, January 08
2017, he is the most loving dog we have ever
encountered. He adores his walks, petting, treats, being
close to Sandee and I and has a trait I have never seen
before, His "happy dance" when Sandee comes home from
work, jumping from front paw to front paw or just
leaping up and down wiggling and tail wagging. We are
absolutely over the top in love with this dog and he us.
He now has his forever home.
The Jack Russel, a great dog. He doesn't ask for much except to be warm which creates a problem for the old boy in winter, oh and treats of course. Out he goes in his coat, cold or snow. I blow out passages for him and Puffin in the back yard with the snowblower, you know, to do what they have to do. He snuggles into Sandee on the couch. They have been together for 15 1/2 years, me not so long. It's amazing how he lets the new Kitten snuggle into him in his bed. He is a very good Dog. Puffin has a three foot personal space with regards to the kitten.
I've never been known as a "cat person". Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against cats, it's just I've never been able to muster the same relationship with cats as dogs. Sandee has been hinting that she would like a cat for the past year (2019-2020) and lo and behold an acquaintance's friend's cat was having kittens the around the first period in July. Sandee put in for one and got her wish. The cutest little girl (Ruby). She waited till she could pick up, made sure right food, toys, play houses and play poles. Been 3 1/2 months now (Nov.). I forget what kittens can get into, climbing drapes, chewing cords, aggravating poor Puffin, he still can't get over his 3 foot rule. He's old now but I know she will be a cat soon and just snuggle Sandee, she's doing that now quite a bit.
You know there are times you are not happy, with me that is a lot, but you can be happy for someone else. I am happy for Sandee getting her kitten. She is over the top happy. Makes me smile when she play scolds Ruby, laughs at her antics. Picks her up and just holds her tight.
I am sure some people will not get how someone can fall in love with a
squirrel. I did. A bit of background, I have grown old now and am retired.
My great joy is to sit,, in the morning with my coffee and have my five
Chipmunks and Squirrels come for me to feed them.
I take copious pictures of them. This year we had five Squirrels join us,
Mother, Father, three siblings, two black, one silver back. To see them
chase and play amongst my Maple trees was so much fun. Feeding them
peanuts and seeds. The competition was between the Squirrels and Chipmunks.
In the Fall I noticed a little girl, which became her name, falling ill. Fur loss,
more limited movement. Sandee came up with the idea to make up crackers,
peanut butter and left over anti biotics for her. She became quite tame and
my most ardent visitor. She took to the cookies well and she started to look
better in November. What a joy for me seeing her show up mornings and in
the afternoon. My hope, with our help she would survive the winter.
I built squirrel houses for my Maple Trees and she adopted the one closest
to the porch as her home. On November the 9th, as Sandee and I were on the
front porch, what we thought was a Ferret showed up, quite tame and we thought
someones pet had escaped but it came after us and we got hoes and shovels out
of the garage to fend it off. Later we found it a weasel and was after little girl in her home.
It climbed the tree to her home and went in. After an agonizing 35-45 seconds of my
little squirrel screaming, it was silent. To my horror, the weasel pushed her dead body
out of her home and she fell the 15 feet to the ground. I quickly retrieved her body
to the front porch. I beat off the Weasel and may have given it a mortal wound as
t ran off not to be heard from again, Nov. 09 2020, as of today, Nov. 20th.
Sandee gave me one of her very fine towels to wrap little girl in, she brought a few peanuts
and the anitbiotic cookie little girl had not had for the day to put in with her.
buried her in a place I believe she will never be disturbed.
I am known as mainly fearless man, a little gruff and speak my mind.
Hold feelings in but I frankly broke down sobbing over that little squirrel's death.
Not as if she is not amongst many squirrels, but she was my squirrel.
I will mourn her loss for a long time. My consolation is her two siblings come,
more timid than her, one took the house in the Maple at the end of the driveway
which warms my heart seeing him eat his fill of peanuts, hide some others and
before dark retreat to his home.
Hope the others are safe.
Senile old man, no, just an old man that has always loved animals.
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