Molly
We lost our beloved gal last night. She was such a blessing to us and I know to her previous owner Richard too. She studied for the bar exam with me and laid under my husband's desk everyday while he worked. She passed away peacefully. We will always miss her-- especially her greeting us at the door and our neighborhood family walks. Thank you for choosing us for her. We made a donation to Rose's Rescue this morning in her memory and with thanks to Karen for fostering her. We will treasure the memories we shared together. Thank you.

Chester
Chester, adopted by Judy had 4 1/2 wonderful years with her. She saw him through some major medical issues including diabetes, but he could not overcome his recently diagnosed cancer and lost that battle on 4/08/22. Judy has been in constant contact with me since Chester's adoption and has taken such great care of him. 

Lulu
Sometimes, things go differently than planned.  Back when I was working in Kent, Vicki dropped off a Chi/Terrier surrender to me in the work parking lot.  She was 8 1/2.  We were going to foster her, but we found that Lulu fit right in, and being a lover of Terriers, we decided she should stay.  We had to put her down yesterday at 15 years.  She was a sweet girl, and never asked for anything.  We are already missing her.  I can't believe that those years have flown by.  We made sure she got back to the beach to enjoy the sea breeze on her face.  Here's to Lul

Kirby
Sadly I must tell you that my buddy Kirby crossed over Ranbow Bridge Wednesday evening.   His health had started to deteriorate over the summer and his eyesight and hearing started to go on him as well but I took care of him as best I could until then.  I think you said he was about 7 or 8 years old when I adopted him so that would make him about 13 so maybe old age had just caught up to him.    The poor little guy didn't have a very good start after being abandoned and later be adopted and brought back because he didn't fit in.   In fact you had told me you didn't think we were a good match but it turned out that we were.   He had his own couch, was allowed up on the furniture and slept in bed with me every night instead of a cage or crate.  He went everywhere with me that I could take him and got a car ride everyday.   I'd like to think the last 5 years of his life was a little better than the first seven.

Hudson
R.I.P. My Handsome Hudson