Thursday, January 14, 2016

Remembering Friends

While preparing for my foster who is scheduled to arrive this weekend, I was reviewing the names in my notebook.  In 2015 three of my former fosters passed away.  If they are with me 12 days or 12 months, they still take a piece of my heart when they pass.

Wacky Patti, my sweet shy foster girl.  She passed away in July 2015.  She moved about an hour away, but I always got to see her at our Greyt Fest and Christmas parties.  In April her family was going on vacationm so the person who was caring for her was going to meet here to pick her up.  I am so glad that I got to see her again before she passed.  She had a wonky ear and that bunny-soft fur.  Patti made it to the age of 13.

Ulrick.  I always referred to him as the Eeyore of greyhounds.  He was the sweetest boy, but always had kind of a forlorn look on his face.  In the fall of 2014 he suffered some type of neurologic event that left him unable to walk for several weeks.  It took a while, but he was able to walk again and recovered well.  A little remnant of his episode was the cutest little gimp and slight head tilt that made him even more adorable.  The vets weren't sure what took Ulrick from us, but at 9 years of age, he was way too young.

Peyton, formerly known as Beagle Buddy.  This one folks ripped my heart in two.  Buddy, who will always be my Buddy Boy, was here for almost a year as a foster.  Even though he moved a couple of hours away, I was lucky enough to get to see him several times a year.  I never had to speak a word to him, he always knew I was there.  Now don't get me wrong, he adored his momma, but he and I had a special bond.  He would come to me and then look to his mom like he was asking for her approval to come see me.  Making his passing even harder was the fact that his mom passed away a few months before his diagnosis of osteo.  I will never forget the message I received on July 3rd telling me he had bone cancer.  I broke down and sobbed.  So unfair.  His dad chose to keep him comfortable and when he could no longer do that, he set him free.  He passed away on August 31, 2015 at the age of 9.

Fly free my sweet angels until we meet again.

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