Boston Terrier

Koda, the intuitive German Shepherd (part 2)

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“Meanwhile, my dog was diagnosed with bone cancer.

Koda sensed that and responded with typical animal instincts and didn’t want him to be part of the pack.

After a few months, the more time they spent together, the more they warmed to each other.

They had a year together.”

Koda, the intuitive German Shepherd (part 1)

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Koda is actually my boyfriend’s dog.

He’s always had German Shepherds.

I had a Boston Terrier when we met, called Winston.

I was nervous around Winston at first, because as a Shepherd, he looks so scary, but he turned out to be the sweetest dog.

Koda was very territorial of his home and I didn’t introduce him to Winston properly.”

 

Eleanor Roosevelt, the mixed terrier rescue that helped her people get over the passing of their last dog. (part 1)

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Eleanor Roosevelt, Ellie for short, is our second (foster to adopt) dog.

We first fostered a twelve year old rat terrier called Suzi until she was thirteen and a half, when she passed away.

Nobody wanted to adopt an older overweight and slightly handicapped dog, so we kept her until she died.

Suzi lost nineteen pounds while we fostered her and had an unbeatable spirit.

She was my furry little soulmate.

I thought I could save her and give her a longer life, though sadly she was only with us for seventeen months.

After Suzi died, the group that we fostered her for, called Ready for Rescue, contacted us to see if we were too heartbroken or ready to foster again.”

Kasidy, the contemplative dog walker (part 2)

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“It’s also easier to start the day with a lot of excitement.

The dogs are always eager to see me.

I am really emotionally bonded with Earl because it took so long to earn his trust.

At first he was very skittish and then apathetic, but there came a time, a few months in, that I noticed his tail would wag and he would start this happy howl when I came.

That’s a great feeling.”

Zoe, the rescue from down the block (part 3)

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“I come from a family of dog lovers and they all lover Zoe.

There is a sidebar.

She is a huge jumper and got up on the dining room table recently and took a lamb shank off the table.

She will thieve food whenever possible.

She is a garbage disposal.

She is very smart and knows some lingo.  She knows the word Milwaukee, that means, let’s go for a walk.

She loves the word, garbagio– it’s her alter ego.  She’s the Zorro of garbage (she’s always hoping to find a few morsels).

My wife and I used to joke about getting a dog like Zoe before she was ours and I fell it was good fate, or luck.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 4)

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“Eventually I took Jean Luc to daycare and printed the photos they posted on Facebook.

I put those photographs on my mother’s  mirror.

With Jean Luc, there was always something to talk about with her.

A few days before she died he wouldn’t go on her bed.  He wouldn’t even go in her room.

He was with her as long as she was consciously aware.

After she died and I brought him back to her house he helped me cope.

Snuggling and having Jean Luc around helps fill the hole.”

Jean Luc, the companion French Bulldog (part 1)

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“Someone I worked with had a French Bulldog that came to the office every day.

That dog and I were good friends, and I realized when I was ready to get a dog, I was going to get a French Bulldog.

My mother got diagnosed with lung cancer and she loved dogs.

Very soon after the diagnosis I was coming back to the city via the Long Island Railroad and there was a guy on the platform with a 14 month old Frenchie.

On the train ride back to NYC I talked to this guy and his dog sat with me.  I asked him where he got his dog and  decided I should call his breeder to see if there were any puppies.

When I found out that there were puppies available I decided it would make my mother really happy, if, when I came to visit I had a puppy or a dog.

I said, ok, I want a dog.”

Batman, the fated dog (part 1)

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“I had a dog who got run over by a car and I was devastated about it.

I just thought the best way to get over that loss was to get another dog.

I looked at an online rescue agency called Mustard Sandwich and I saw Batman’s photo.

I wanted to get a dog and name him Batman.

Batman and his brothers were listed online and they were all named after cities except for Batman, who was already called “Batman.”

I thought; this is my fate.

I also thought, this is MY Batman.

I applied for him online.

I was moving from New York to Florida and picked him up on the drive down.

When I first saw him, he was only 2 pounds, his ears were all floppy and he was the cutest thing.”

Milo & Mr. Humbert, the delinquents (part 1)

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“We had large dogs and when they started dying of old age we decided to downsize the dogs.

I travel a lot and missed my dogs, so I decided to get dogs that I could take on a plane.

Mr. Bert came first.

My daughter, sister and I were on a road trip passing thru Portland, Oregon and my daughter had to visit a rescue shelter for small dogs a block away from where we were staying.

Our big dog  had died a few months before .

We thought we’d just visit, but one thing led to another and Mr. Bert came home with us.

He was originally called Tank, but we were listening to Lolita on our road trip so we called him Mr. Humbert (Bert for short).”

Beau, the foster/hospice dog

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“Within the first month of adopting Beau, he was photographed in Central Park and his image was posted on Rosie’s Dog Treats.  Fosterdogsnyc has a partnership with different pet vendors and supports their foster  families by providing them with resources.

We got a huge Harry Barker bed, toys and the treats with Beau’s image.

They also take care of his vet bills and medications. Beau takes $200.00 worth of medications per month.

The ease in which he’s integrated with our family has been great.

Once I took him off leash, it was like he had always belonged.

Now he sleeps in my bed at night with the other animals.

When his coughing is exacerbated I feel helpless and it’s terrible, but it makes me happy to know he will finish out his days with love, and getting good care.

I actually think Beau will die of old age before his heart gives out.”