02/12/2010 we lost a dear friend and family member. Max was a "shelter" dog that dad volunteered to transport and it was a day that Mistie didn't have school so she offered to help. The plan was that mom and dad would foster this escape artist until SSR could find him a good home.
Not much was known about Max when he came into our lives. He had chewed through enough wire fences and crates that he had few teeth left in his mouth. He wasn't like the resident Siberians that enjoyed a "den". He hated being confined. The first night in the house he jumped over the kitchen gate and landed himself in Mistie's bed. That's where he spent his nights unless Mistie wasn't home. When she spent the night out he paced in front of the front door all night until she returned. It was tough for him when she was hospitalized and spent three nights and then five nights away from him.
He would run away from home and Mistie spent endless hours searching the neighborhood for him, to find out he'd be on the front porch or with a neighbor until she returned home. And he greeted her like there was no worries.
Mistie introduced him as her son to her school friends and teachers. People thought she'd given birth to this dog herself. When Brandon came along Mistie told him that Max came first in her life, and she never faultered from that. (THANK GOD BRANDON IS WITH HER TODAY).
Well, just as always, when Mistie was out at night, Max paced the front door awaiting her, but this time he could wait no longer. He passed at the door and she found him when she returned home last night.
Rest in peace good friend. You'll be missed. Your cousins, Lucas, Nakita, Xander, Jack, Chilly & Deuce, plus grandma and grandpa
We had a fun weekend with visits from all of the girls and going through some old photos. Had to share this picture of Andre, our first Frenchie, and Nakita, the first Siberian. They set the trend.
a big applause to the team of volunteers that have worked so hard to save this beautiful boy. His owner felt life was too much and committed suicide leaving Blaze and his pal alone in a yard. Some great folks brought them both into a vet clinic in Morehead City, NC where the clinic took great care of the medical needs and attempted to find homes. Unsuccessful after a year, the clinic turned to Pet Harbour, a rescue in the OuterBanks and Blaze will be fostered until he finds a forever home. Thanks to volunteers at the clinic, volunteers with Southern Siberian Rescue and some Pet Harbour volunteers this guy is being transported to foster care.
On February 24, 2010 I underwent my first surgery, hopefully the only one Iwill ever need. Mom and I made a road trip to Raleigh, North Carolina to the Saving Lives Spay and Neuter clinic where I was Neutered and microchipped. Some may wonder why mom didn't take me to the neighborhood vet and that was for cost saving purposes as well as a good excuse for me to visit my cousin Tonka. I'm here to tell you, and pictures show, that having surgery didn't slow me down. The procedure didn't last long but the benefits will last a life time. Being neutered means I can not help continue the growing population of homeless dogs and puppies, and with the microchip, if I ever leave home and can't find my way back, I can now be scanned and mom's phone number will be called so I'll never be without her.
02/12/2010 we lost a dear friend and family member. Max was a "shelter" dog that dad volunteered to transport and it was a day that Mistie didn't have school so she offered to help. The plan was that mom and dad would foster this escape artist until SSR could find him a good home.
