We lost are little terrier/poodle mix a few months ago, after 17plus years. He was a big part of the family and is missed by all of us. I coulld go on forever about him and the way he was. Never had a better dog.

Bob from OR

Elvis came to us one night, wandering down our street. He was a stray, but had belonged to someone, as he had a harness around his neck, and his front claws had been removed (which is something I disagree with doing to a cat).

We already had 4 cats (all strays), and really did not want to have another – BUT Elvis stayed, and was accepted by all the other cats in our house.

He was also accepted by Lucy, our Old English Mastiff. Lucy would walk over to Elvis to give him a sniff, and Elvis would bat her with his declawed front paws right across the nose. Lucy would then nuzzle Elvis, and he would just keep on “boxing” Lucy. Eventually, there was a truce, and Lucy and Elvis got along pretty well.

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This is my Tara or rather was my Tara. I could also write an entire book about this magnificant dog and friend. She lived 13 years and was a puppy from day one till that fateful day when I held her in my arms and let her slip off to Retriever Heaven. I’d give anything to have her back at my side. I always thought she should be a little more stoic, being the daughter of a great field champion retriever and all; but basically she was just a large goofball. That is until the scent of bird caught her nose. Then she was off to the office to work; very serious and on a mission to eliminate all feathered foes from our sight. She can never be replaced; and sadly for my family – she hasn’t been. She’s been gone for over 7 years now and our home has not been graced with the presence of another set of paws. I’ve had dogs all my life; but after this one, I just haven’t been able to get myself to sell my heart to another. Maybe someday. I hope so. A house is just not a home without dog hair on the sofa.

Jim From PA

Hey Mark, I found what happened to Clintons dog when I went to the library in Little Rock and saw the Buddy Booth. Seriously, we’re getting a dog when we move to Tarrytown early next year and have been inspired by you to get a one from a shelter. Thanks bro!

Bill from New York

My story is about my cat Fuzzy. I love him so much.

We went to Denver for the weekend. My friend came over while we were gone to feed the dogs and Fuzzy. When we got home from Denver Fuzzy was no where to be found. He had apparently got outside somehow. He has been neutered and declawed so I didn’t know how he’d defend himself or find something to eat. I was so distraught. I checked the animal shelter everyday, put an ad in the newspaper everything I could think of to find him. I was just sick with worry.
Well two weeks passed and no sign of Fuzzy. Then one Saturday night my son and I were watching movies and it was about 2 AM. I thouht I heard a noise so I looked out on the deck. I didn’t see anything. Then I thought again I heard something so I actually walked outside this time and there was Fuzzy. He was thinner but he was clean. I have never been so happy to see a pet in my life. I’ve kept a close eye on him since then. He has not gotten outside again unless someone goes with him. I do love Fuzzy.

Carol from SD

We rescued our little Heidi in the Fall of 2002 from Bide-a-Wee. She was the best thing that ever happened to us. She has helped us all to learn to love and play and enjoy life. She’s an angel with fur.

Sandy from New York