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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Mark, as a fellow pet owner I felt you would like to pass this onto your site….a police dog here in Ohio died in the line of duty of a seizure and was put to sleep…it was to be retired sometime soon after faithful duty…it’s from the Cincinnati Enquirer:
Mike from OH
Just want to tell you I loved your book, Rescuing Sprite. You could be a member of our family – we are dog & cat lovers too. We have loved and lost many cats & dogs. Very hard to lose our BEST friends.
M. from CA
Dear Mark,
I’ve listened to you while driving with your dog Sprite, and am sorry for your loss. I always wanted to talk to you but didnt, to know when is time, to put your dog to rest.
December 19, 2007 11:00pm i layed my dog Cody to rest, of 13 years he was lab/husky at the end his coat was as when he was first born. I too am having a very difficult time today one day later adjusting to not seeing him, not hearing him and the pain suffering did i do the right thing. My wife and i lay on the floor in the vets office before he was injected with the needle and cryed and understand now your loss.
Thank You for your story, it got me ready for my Cody knowing someone else has a Big Heart For Animals.
Sincerely,
Bill from NY
My story is a story of the sequence of three dogs – a trinity and how they each touched my life at its lowest and escorted me into manhood.
I got the first dog, Junior, on my fifth birthday, February 2, 1959. At the time, all my neighborhood friends were one year older than I was, so while they were at school, it was only Junior and me. My mother was preoccupied with my 2 and 3 year old sisters and I was pretty much left to my own – with Junior.
We wandered down Westbrook Road, which had not been paved yet to the Pearl River and through the woods along the way. I knew I wasn’t supposed to go where I went, but I imagined Junior to be God’s servant to protect me from everything. I did not understand everything being discussed at church and Sunday School – and that seemed to fit in with what I did understand and it certainly fit in with my observations.
Fifteen years later, I was at college. I wasn’t enjoying it the way most people do. I was depressed. After Christmas, I took Junior to college with me. I lived in the basement apartment of Arthur Guyton’s childhood home. As an aside, Arthur Guyton contracted polio and subsequently went on to invent the electric wheelchair – so this was not the kind of place conducive to feeling sorry for one’s self. (more…)
We thoroughly loved reading about your family and your dogs. Having adopted 8 dogs over our 35-year marriage and currently parenting 4 dogs, 2 of whom were rescued, we thank you for teaching us how to really love our dogs.
Sheila from TX
Dooley was a true junkyard dog. I was with a friend looking for a junk car that she could drive and her kid brings me the saddest looking puppy I had seen in a long while.
Diagnosed with genetic mange, abcesses to the head where he had been bitten and a kidney infection so bad he was urinating blood. He was about 6 weeks old.
On May 4 of this year he had a rare vascular event that paralyzed his right side. He is 9 years old now. He fought back, again, and came back. He is my hero.
Deanne from FL
