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Autumn
8/28/1999 - 3/21/2009
My beautiful girl went to the rainbow bridge
today and I miss her more than words can
say, my heart is broken. Autumn was
everything good that a Doberman should be.
My girl was loyal, patient and would have
given her life to protect me and her family.
Autumn had been a registered therapy dog at
one time in her life, she visited sick
patients at nursing homes and at UMC
hospital. Autumn shared her home with all of
my foster dogs and never complained, she
understood they needed my help. Your pain is
gone now, your burden lifted. rest in peace
Autumn, I will never forget you.
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Zoe and Faye
May was a rough
month for our dear friends and Phil & Becky Gang.
They lost their precious Zoe after nine wonderful
years and a long battle with Degenerative Myelopathy.
As a puppy Zoe had been in training as a guide dog
for the blind but washed from the program due to
allergies. Becky and Phil never let a physical
challenge stand in the way of adoption and took her
as their own at eleven weeks of age.
Just one week later they lost
their 12 year old Doberman, Faye, an ambassador for
her breed when she received an award from the Las
Vegas Chamber of Commerce for her work as a Therapy
Dog at Nathan Adelson Hospice. Their friend Karen
Buck made a donation to LVDDR in this special girl's
memory
Our thoughts are with you dear
friends
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Hurricane
Hurricane lived his life,
nine full years, outside in a dirt lot.
Having never been socialized, he trembled
whenever people came around. Hurricane's
owner was putting his home up for sale, he
had already moved out with his other dog, he
left Hurricane behind. Volunteer Phil
and Becky Gang went to meet Hurricane and
couldn't bear to leave him so they loaded
him up and took him to the vet for a
thorough check up and blood work. The
bloodwork came back great and he appeared to
be in excellent health although he was so
scared, he stayed curled up in a ball in the
corner trembling. Monday morning when the
staff arrived at the animal hospital,
Hurricane had died in his sleep. The vet
feels he may have had a heart attack due to
the stress of the move. Please remember
Hurricane, he has gone onto his forever
home.
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Kaleb
Sweet Kaleb
has gone on to wait at the rainbow bridge
for his loved ones. We pulled Kaleb from the
Lied animal shelter in hopes of
rehabilitating him but unfortunately he was
too old and weak. What a sweet, gentleman of
a Doberman he was during his stay here, I
wish we could have helped him more. In the
end, we helped to end his discomfort and
sent him peacefully on his way. We will miss
you old boy.
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Redford
Dear Redford, I miss you so much. You were
one tough little doxie and in the end you
went through so much. I hope you will find
Autumn and Rain and Missy to wait with you
at the rainbow bridge. Good bye old boy,
till we meet again.
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This is in Loving/Living
Memory of my beautiful Red Boy Hunter what a
beautiful Dobe he was. I lost him August 3 2009 to bone cancer
and pericardia effusion, he was 8yrs old. Hunter was the most
gentle
Dobe he did not realize what he was, he slept with me, he sat on
my
lap while I watched TV until I could not breathe any longer. He
was
VELCRO to the max. Even when he took a treat from you he would
wrap his lips around so his teeth never touched your hand. He
was
like a child to me and he knew it, but he also knew I was the
Alpha
and he didn't care he was eager to please and so so gentle.
People
would say he is one of the most gentle dogs I have ever seen.
He liked
everyone and everything. I am sure though if needed he would go
into
action. This is the month I brought him home a little pup, I had
him
wrapped up in a baby blanket and I carried him around until I
could
not carry him any longer. I have pictures of him but I have put
all of his things away. I had bought a painting from the artist
Pam Tanzey called Jakey and that is exactly what Hunter looked
like, I have also put that away. When I had to put him to sleep
he took part of me with him, I loved him so but I did not want
him to suffer.

"MY BOUNTY HUNTER" his registered name, will be in my heart
forever
I know he is in heaven that's the only place he could be.
I believe in the prayer Footprints in the Sand, he has carried
me
Nancy
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