For the Dog Lovers
As a fellow dog lover and loyal fan, i wanted to share with you and the rest of your audience a wonderful website called baghdadpups.com. Our brave men and women in the armed forces are heroes in more ways than one!
Phil from NY
As a fellow dog lover and loyal fan, i wanted to share with you and the rest of your audience a wonderful website called baghdadpups.com. Our brave men and women in the armed forces are heroes in more ways than one!
Phil from NY
A pet behaviorist and author of 18 books, I just sold a memoir to St. Martin’s Press, titled Last Dog On The Hill. Scheduled for a Spring 2010 release, it tells the story of Lou, a dog who, starting life as the feral offspring of two guard dogs on a marijuana grow in Mendocino County California, became a heroic, modern-day Rin Tin Tin. Lou helped capture rapists and robbers, taught ASL and dog safety to kids, won me a life-changing job, fought coyotes, danced with wolves, comforted dying WWII vets, won agility contests, saved hundreds of dogs from euthanasia, and so much more. He was, truly, an American hero.
I want the public to hear Lou’s story, to ensure that his legacy as a hero and savior of hundreds of doomed dogs gets out. Please help me do this. If you read this Mark, I hope that you might consider contributing a blurb, or perhaps even write the foreword. To learn more, visit the Facebook group page Last Dog On the Hill. Thank you so much-
Steve from WA
Someone around here did not like her. two other dogs have had the same thing happen to their dogs. i loved her with all my heart and i really miss her. our other dog does too. he goes to the neighbors trying to find his pal. so i know exactly how you feel and i am having a rough time even wanting another dog. thank you for writing your book cause it prepared me for what was about to happen to lil bit.
On Sunday evenening, January 25, 2009 my precious “Tundra” passed away. She was a Beagle/Collie mix. She had the sweetness of the Collie and the fun and curiosity of the Beagle. She was 16 years and 9 months old. My wife and I got her when she was a year old (one year after we got married). She was our precious angel for 15 of our 16 years in marriage.
We knew the day would come when our Tundra would have to leave us. When she was 10, she had to have surgery to repair a hematoma in her ear. When she was 12, she had surgery to remove a large cyst on her back. When she was 13, she got an infection in her tooth, and it severely affected her enrgy and health. We took her in to the vet wondering if this was the end, if she could survive another surgery. Thanks to God, her blood test came back showing that all her organs were functioning fine, so we ordred the surgery to remove the infected tooth. One thing’s for sure, she got a lot of use of that plastic cone around her neck. When she got home from surgery, she was moaning in pain. She was in pain, but she survived. A couple of days later, she was a completely new dog. She got her love of life back. She was bouncing around the house like a puppy again.
We took Tundra everywhere with us, no matter how short the trip. She loved to go on car rides.
Last summer, 2 months after her 16th birthday, I picked up a copy of “Rescuing Sprite.” I started crying just reading the back cover. At 16 years old, I knew my wife and I would have to face the same heart wrenching decision that Mark made. I prayed for the strength to do what was right. In the mean time, Tundra was our constant companion. We spoiled her rotten with hugs and treats. She always slept with us on the bed, often under the covers.
Tundra’s energy slowly waned. She couldn’t run as fast. She couldn’t hike as far. She was in good health. She just wasn’t as active. When she was 13, we put steps against the bed, so that she wouldn’t have to struggle.
Then came that awful weekend in late January. She developed a cough, her breathing became rapid and shallow. She coudn’t sleep. She didn’t want to eat. It was heartbreaking that she even turned down her favorite treat – hotdogs. We made an appointment with the vet for the next day. We knew the time had finally come for us to say goodbye. (more…)