Hey Mark,
I started listening to your program just last year on my XM radio and heard about your book. Then, I had to put our yellow lab, Molly to sleep on 1/20. I then purchased 2 of your books, one for each of my children….what a great story. You are a GREAT American!

Michael from IA

I lost my beloved boxer last week. Baxter was not supposed to die but because he was so weakened by the tests given him for a painful back and fever and because he had a previous diagnosed aortic stenosis condition, he threw a clot and passed while he was being treated in the animal hospital. Baxter was larger than life! Everything he did was enthusiastic, from eating his favorite foods, loved peanut butter, to playing with his football, Baxter didn’t miss a beat. He even crouched down to the floor to wait for a soccer ball as it was being kicked to him. Baxter wasn’t the most polite pooch as my friends told me because jumping was his way of expressing his happiness at seeing people come into our home. The greeting he gave everyone was more than exuberant. My pooch was the most lovable dog there ever was. There was always a kiss waiting for us. I am so sad that he is not here anymore. We miss him so much. I think that by trying so desperately to find out what was wrong with him, we hastened his death. I am so sorry for that.

Susan from NJ

Dear Mark,
My best friend gave me a copy of Rescuing Sprite after we lost our little girl Mitzi last November. She was a tiny Shi Tzu, who would have been 14 years old this month and I can not begin to express how much we miss her. Your book is a tremendous help.We are not alone in this sorrow. Thanks for being courageous enough to put your words on paper. It is rewarding to know other good people feel the same about losing their pets.
Best Wishes to your friends and family.
Ron from NV

Dear Mark,
Thank you for your wonderful book Rescuing Sprite. I laughed and cried. I lost my sweet Bassett Hound Freckles 2 years ago and my family and I still miss him terribly. We have since adopted another Bassett named Maggie and she warms our heart. Thank you for all you do God Bless you and your family.
Sincerely
Bobbie from ME

I have six dogs at this point in my life . . . three retired racing Greyhounds, a rescued poodle/terrier mix, a rescued Lhasa, and my best friend, Miss Doe. I thought you might enjoy hearing the story of Doe. I have been in animals rescue for many years, and three years ago, a Shih Tzu rescue group out of Florida called to see if I could keep a black male Shih Tzu named Shadow overnight as part of a transport from a kill shelter in Arkansas to a foster home in Pennsylvania. I agreed . . . and also agreed to drive about 100 miles to pick up the black male Tzu as part of the transport. When I got the dog, it was in a carrier. The other driver said that the dog had just gone potty and was sleeping, so I put the carrier in the backseat of my car and drove the 100 miles back to my home. When I arrived at my house, I opened the carrier door and out walked a white and tan female . . . well, I dunno what she is, but she’s not a Shih Tzu. I called the rescue group and told them that I had the wrong dog, and they said they’d make arrangements to get this animal back to the shelter in Arkansas. I wasn’t impressed with this idea and said that I’d keep the little dog here and find a home for her. Well that was three years ago, and Doe (short for Shadow . . . not being a black dog, Shadow seemed like an inappropriate name) has become my constant companion and best friend. I love all six of my dogs, but this is a very special little girl.

Thank you so very much for writing the story of Sprite. I read the book this afternoon, and can so very much sympathize with what you went through with your four-legged friend. I’ve had dogs all my life, and they are absolutely the best creatures on earth. Please know that taking in Griffen is such a compliment to Sprite. I’m sure he’s watching over you, and very pleased to know that the experience you had with him was so good that you were willing to take another life into your home and love him as you did Sprite. God love you and your family for what you do for these animals.

Susan from IN

“Skunk the Dog” was my best friend. The running joke between my father and my wife was that she (Skunk) “couldn’t wait to greet me at the door when I can home and tell me what a great guy I was, and wag her little tail – now only if I could get my wife to do that!” So one Sunday my wife thought she’d be funny and greet me at the door when I came home from work at 6:30pm. Well we trained Skunk never to dash out of the door, but to sit till she was was told the release word “okay”. Well skunk knew the sound of my old diesel Suburban and alerted the wife that I was about to pull up out side. My wife opened the door to greet me, with Skunk sitting at her feet – tail wagging. I opened the passenger door of the car and said “OKAY”. Skunk ran and jumped into the car, we drove off together. I stopped and got a quart of beer for me and and Slim Jim for her, and we went to where we watched the sun set, and Skunk chased a rabbit of two. Upon returning home my wife asked me if “I and the other woman” had a good time. Of course the answer was yes. Moreover, I would work late night shift work and be sleeping in the morning when my “Sainted Wife” would leave to go to work in the early morning. My wife would kiss me good-bye in my sleep. But with “skunk the Dog” sleeping behind my knees, with she didn’t kiss Skunk first – making her intentions clear, Skunk would Snap at her – in protection of me. “Skunk the Dog” was known as the “Other woman” from that point on – even at church. I’m saving the other stories of “Skunk the Dog” for a book entitled “How Skunk Rescued me” – LoL.

Tom from VA