Missy the Lab
Dear Pet Rescue by Judy, It is with deep sadness in our hearts that I inform you that our sweet Missy went to be with her brother Toby, and all other humans and animals in Heaven, on February 24, 2012. I am so glad Missy was a part of our loves. I am enclosing a few pictures of Missy. We miss her so much. Our chihuahua Bandit is lost and in grief without his best friend Missy. it breaks my heart to see Bandit so lost without his sister Missy, I hope to foster another senior dog soon. I will be donating $100.00 in memory of Missy and Toby, who was diagnosed with bone cancer and died in September 2010. We miss them both so much, and out hearts are broken right now. Sincerely, Patty

Molly the Dachshund
Dear little Molly Shamolly, You went so unexpectedely that it breaks our hearts to know you won't be home to greet us anymore. You were the most incredible little dachsund, with an amazingly loving, sweet personality. You gave us so many year of memories, from your little precious moments eyes, to sitting by the closet begging for another rawhide. You always warmed our laps while we watched TV and got the sheets ready for us at bedtime. We knew we'd never be ready to say good bye to you, but when that day came so unexpectedly, it made it 10x's harder. Know that we miss you and love you so very much. You were our little kid and will forever own a piece of our hearts! ~ Tiffany S.

Mona the Senior Boxer
Mona came to Pet Rescue By Judy, sick and emaciated, rescued from a backyard breeder. Eight years old, we weren't sure she would find a forever home. Silly us. Hugh had previously adopted a senior pet from us, and after Suzy passed away he made room in his heart for Mona. Four months later we received this e-mail: " Tomorrow is a week since Mona passed away. Mona was such a love, I really miss her terribly. She was exactly what I wanted (after she settled down in her new home, got over her separation anxiety, and realized if she played her cards right, she could be the Queen of the Castle). She finally got to the point of lying next to me on the couch, with her head in my lap; she'd jump into bed and even get under the covers if it was cool; she'd let me snuggle with her. She was constantly following me - at the computer, at the piano, and heaven forbid if I tried to go anywhere in the car without her. She loved to look out the window, with her droopy eyes and little tongue sticking out all the time - she attracted many stares and laughs from other drivers!. She would love to come over to the couch after dinner, put her head in my lap, and let me knead the folds of skin on her face and her head; she'd snore/grunt to show how much she was enjoying it. Of course, she was as gassy as a cow, but we got used to it and kept air fresheners close at hand. Dr. Willie was so wonderful with her, but he warned us that within a year, her enlarged heart would give out. Several times, she got bloated with fluid, and had to have special treatment to reduce it. The last Sunday we had her, my wife and I took her to Lake Eola to see the ducks, swans, and all the other dogs. It was a perfect day and she was in heaven; stopping every few feet to sniff and leave her mark. It was a great event for all three of us; I'm happy she got there. Just the last evening, Wednesday, she seemed too tired and sleepy to get off the couch to follow me upstairs, but when Susan got home at 11, Mona came up to the bedroom, although she slept on her own bed on the floor. The next morning, we heard her breathing differently than ever before. Susan checked and said Mona's heart was racing. We got up to take her out, and she dropped on the landing, had two convulsions, and died as peacefully as we could expect: in our arms, in a blanket, in the home that she had come to love. We buried her in our large backyard. I still look for her to greet me when I come in at night, and whenever we go to the car, we still expect her to run to the door, not to be left out. So many people have said "Well, I hope that's enough for you now, and you're going to take a break" or "No more rescue dogs for you!" Indeed! If anything, I'm at peace about Mona; she knew she was loved, she was safe, well fed, warm, and she had the dignity that every living creature deserves. I will certainly go once again to Judy to take some other older dog who needs to be loved. I can't compare the love that I receive back from these forgiving, grateful creatures. I need some time, of course, to grieve Mona and savor every memory. I sense her presence and I truly believe animals have souls or spirits that go to "heaven." I know you loved her too, and I'm grateful to be able to share some memories of her. Hugh"

Mr. T the Shepherd Puppy
Mr. T , Born 12-17-08—1-11-09, He was with us a very short time, but he touched many of us. My Jamie picked him for her puppy. She gave him his name because when we first brought him home he was the troublemaker. He would not take the puppy formula without a fight. He turned out to be our best eater. Everybody loved holding him and loved him deeply. But the T no longer stood for trouble it became true love. He loved laying on his back and sleeping. He will always be missed. I know he is running and playing with our Chelsie now and having a blast. We miss you and you will be in our hearts forever! ~ Brenner gang

Murphy
Hi Judy, Spotty (known as Murphy by us) will be crossing the rainbow bridge. We have a total of 4 dogs in the house and until about a year ago, he’s always been the rock of the family. We never had an issue with him, never had an accident in the house and has always been the social greeter. He loves everyone including kids and other dogs (well except for a Doberman who had it coming to him). He was always the first to greet people at the door and make friends and make people feel welcomed. He will severely be missed. Jeff and Kelly