Although Mark Levin is known as a constitutional lawyer and a nationally syndicated broadcaster, he is, first and foremost, a dog lover. In 1998, he and his family welcomed a half-Border Collie/half-Cocker Spaniel they named Pepsi into their lives. Six years later, his wife and son persuaded him to adopt a dog from the local shelter, a Spaniel mix. It turned out he was older than originally thought, and he was the most beautiful dog they'd ever seen. They named him Sprite.
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ARNOLD DIED LAST LABOR DAY WEEKEND FROM A TWISTED STOMACH. HE WAS 12 YRS. OLD. I WILL NEVER FIND ANOTHER LIKE HIM. HE WAS A RESCUE. HE WAS SO BADLY ABUSED THE SHELTER THOUGHT THEY WOULD NEVER ADOPT HIM OUT AND THAT IS WHEN I FOUND HIM, 3 DAYS BEFORE HE WAS TO BE PUT TO SLEEP. I HAD HIM 11 YRS.
Dee from PA
Last month I finished reading Rescuing Sprite and it brought me back to the heartache of putting my dog, Sammy to sleep. I am a certified veterinary technician and I have Sammy to thank for that. In 2000 Sammy was diagnosed with diabetes. We had to give him 2 shots of insulin a day. I was a nervous wreck when I first learned how to give my dog injections. Once I learned how and became comfortable with it I decided I want to help other people learn how to help their pets. I went to school and became a vet tech. Labor Day weekend 2006, my time ended with my beloved Sammy. A wonderful veterinarian that I worked with helped my relieve his suffering. I sobbed for days. I felt like I was crazy crying so hard for my dog. I wondered would I cry this much for people. I actually bought a book on how to dealing with losing a pet because I just couldn’t deal with it. That book helped me so much. I made a shrine for Sammy and bought him a beautiful urn with a statue of a black lab (cause that’s what he was) laying down. I really enjoyed reading your book and know people will find comfort in it knowing that losing a pet hurts and it hurts a lot. You and your family have a great heart and thank you for sharing your feelings with us animal lovers!! The picture I included was from April 2006, one of my favorite pictures of him.
Melissa from NJ
My wife and I are the very proud parents of a United States Marine. and also Angel. our loveable Lab mix she is the absolute joy of our lives. week got her at 8 weeks old and now she is 6 months. we couldn\’t imagine our home with out her.
Carl from OR
I had to make the hardest decision of my life, a little over two years ago when I had to put my 13 year old Maltese to sleep. Tasker was named after Steve Tasker of the Buffalo Bills. Although Tasker only weighed 5 pounds, he was a fighter. He had an enlarged heart and was on various medicines for 2 and ½ years. The house seemed so empty after he was gone. I only waited 2 weeks to get another dog. I knew I couldn’t replace Tasker, so I decided on a Yorkie. I now have Magnum. Magnum is 2 years old and an absolute delight. We are taking agility lessons and spend lots of quality time together.
I loved your book, Rescuing Sprite. While it brought back sad memories of having to make the decision to say goodbye, it also made me look back on all the good times with Tasker. Having a dog is truly a blessing.
Jane from OH
My husband who had always dreamed of having a dalmation, finally realized his dream when the kids and I found an ad in the local paper in Feb of 1995. We went out to the farm and met the wee ones when they were a couple weeks old and their spots were coming in. The kids instantly fell in love with the “runt” of the litter who had a heart shaped spot on her. Also after doing much research into the breed, we knew what to look for, for a family pet.
You see, a dalmation’s spots determine wether or not they can be a show dog and Kelsey would have never been able to show and would not sell as a the others that brought big dollars. Though we bought Kelsey from a breeder, we know in our hearts that we rescued her from a life of being cooped up, as to them her only use would be for breeding.
At 7 wks old, she came home with us and it wasn’t long before she learned that “Trucking” is one of the coolest things. To this day, even though she is 14 and doesn’t have that same spring she used to have to be able to leap into the semi on her own, she reamains the constant rider and guardian of our Peterbilt.
We know her time with us is getting very limited, but she will forever be in our hearts and we will always brag about our “trucking buddy” long after she has gone on to the great “dog heaven” where we are sure that they run free and happy with no more pain.
