Hello Mark Levin,

Now I know how you felt when your dog past away. I lisened to you the night you talked about it and I had to cry myself. Now I really know how you felt for I had to put my dog asleep last Friday and it is breaking my heart.

Pat from MD

Words for my buddy,

As we go through life many different things happen. At this time, I feel like I should put something on paper. On December 23, 2008 at 2:30 pm, one of the worst things in life that could happen, did happen. I lost my buddy forever. Dre was a strapping male dobie. He was a mans man. He was a very good looking guy. All the girls loved him and he loved all the girls. When Deandrea came back from New York City in December 2000, we moved to Manchester, CT. I worked for my brother Barry, and Deandrea was recovering from a major operation that was going to take many months. She wanted to get a dog. I was reluctant at first, but after going online and researching many breeds, we settled on Doberman Pinschers. Hence, Dre. The cutest little guy you could ever lay eyes on. When we came home from Rhode Island, he laid on my lap the whole way home. We formed a bond from that day on. I was Dre’s dad. Although it didn’t take long before we knew who his true favorite was, mommy.

In reality, Dre loved us both pretty equal. He knew I was the man of the house, but when I left, he played the role well. When I left for any reason, the last thing I would say is “Dre, you take care of mommy while I’m gone, OK”. His ears would go straight up and his eyes would fix on mine, as if he were saying, “You got it dad, there’s nothing to worry about!”, and then charged off to the part of the house where Deandrea was and kept a watchful eye on her. I always feared for the person that would ever mess with Deandrea. Read the rest of this entry »

i know it is the holiday season but were going to have to put our elsie down in the morning.she is 15 and has cancer i know we should be lucky to have had her for 15 yrs but it hurts like hell.she was a great dog and friend.i hope you understand.

Joe from WA (elsie’s dad)