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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A couple of years ago our niece and her US Marine husband were shipped to Japan for at least 3 years. We inherited their dog named D_O_G pronounced DeeOHgee. We have grown so close to him and him to us that we have been given permanent custody. Always amazing how those little characters can steal your heart. He has the sweetest disposition and the grandkids all love him. What a blessing he is to us.
Robert from TX
In April of last year, I lost the best friend I have ever had. His name was Jefferson, and he was a retired racing greyhound. He passed away barely 3 weeks after his 13th birthday, three weeks in which he went from being a reasonably healthy boy to an old man eaten up with arthritis. Jeffy was not a particularly good racer, his track record will attest to that, but he was so special in many other ways. When one of the other dogs would get angry or upset, Jeff would run over to him, or her, and just nuzzle an ear. The anger would instantly disappear, and all would be well. While he was being fostered in another home, the lady there credited Jeff with turning around the life of a young foster child she had who was headed for a bad time in his life. He would not study, would not follow curfew rules, made very bad grades in school, and, in general, was a pretty bad character. Jeff was able to get to the boy. They took walks together, and he fed Jeff, and petted him. Soon, his grades improved. He no longer gave anyone any trouble, and is now in college studying medicine.
We only had him with us 4 years, but it was the happiest 4 years I have ever known. I have not been without at least one dog my whole life, with the exception of time in the military, but Jefferson affected me like no other ever had, or has. We now have four other Greys, and our granddaughter has one, but I still miss Jeff so very much. I commissioned an artist to do a portrait of him, and it cost me more than I would have ever dreamed I would spend on something of that type, but it has given me more pleasure than you know. It was definitely worth the price. Jefferson, please know that we love you and miss you.
Nick from VA
My soon to be wife works tirelessly in an animal hospital. She has been there for close to 20 years. It is all too often that someone will bring in a badly injured animal whether it be a cat or dog or bird which they found in the street and just could not leave to die. The animal hospital takes these animals and tries to help them get better and eventually find them a home.
Occasionally the animal is so badly injured that there is no hope so they end the poor beast’s suffering.
Such was too be the case with my little guy (well he wasn’t mine yet).
Shaka Zulu as I would soon name him appeared to have a broken spine due to a likly cat verse automobile injury. He could not move his back legs and was in bad shape, likely paralyzed. It was decided that he should be put down to end his pain. By chance it had been a crazy day at the animal hospital and my fiance was to put the cat down at the end of the day. In addition it was her parents 40th wedding anniversary that night and she was running late. She had actually frogotten to put the little guy down!
At the Anniversary party she turned to me and said that we had to go back to the animal hospital because we couldn’t let the cat suffer all night. Just what I wanted to do, “go kill a cat!,” I thought to myself.
So off we went to put down this little guy.
When we got there Shaka Zulu was just sitting in the cage. He started to meow and I pet the little guy and immediately he started to purr like an panther. I told my girl that we just could not do this. She has been through this thousands of times and was probably wondering why I didnt just wait in the car. She said OK anyway and we put a litter box in the cage. That little guy dragged himself with his front legs into the box to relieve himself. he was struggling so badly that I almost could not stand it. He obviously refused to soil himself all that time that he was in the cage: THE SELF RESPECT and dignity of this beast! I told my girl that no matter what, I was going to adapt this cat.
Shaka Zulu stayed in the animal hospital a few more weeks. His hip was crushed but he was not paralysed.
He still walks with a little limp and is small in stature but that does not stop this glorious animal from rough housing with my other cats (one of which is a huge beast) and even holding his ground when my mom comes and stays by me with her 70lb Boxer. They actually love each other!
Just thought I would share that.
Hi, Mark –
Greetings from the Left Coast! I am so thankful that you are now on KSFO in the afternoons right after your boy Sean. It may be a cliché, but you both are GREAT AMERICANS! Thanks for you all you do in the name of freedom, our troops around the globe and the American way.
My wife Kim & I have two pooches: “Baloo”, a 12-year old Flat-Coat Retriever, and “Cosmo,” our 2 ½ year old Bernese Mountain Dog (whattup, Hannity!). After a long and full life, we had to put down our Golden Retriever “Bogey” about two years ago. As you can imagine, it was a very traumatic experience for us, but it was just his time to go.
On a happier note, next month we are finally taking Cosmo to the snow (Tahoe) so he can get in touch with his “inner Switzerland.” Unlike Baloo, who absolutely loves swimming in the ocean, Cosmo doesn’t much like the water….hopefully he’s amicable toward the frozen kind! I mean, what kind of Berner would he be if he weren’t?
OK, Mark, keep telling those libtards to “Get off the phone, ya big dope!”
Rob from CA
Wishing you and your family the best of health.
