IN LOVING MEMORY OF ....

NANCY OUSNAMER

Feb 23rd, 1948 - Oct 2nd, 2006
Memorial Service 10/21/06 at St Pauls Episcopal Church - Romeo, MI

On February 23rd, 1948 God decided to bless us all with the birth of Nancy Ousnamer. Nancy was destined to be the guardian and protector of God’s little friends. She grew up loving and taking care of all animals large and small. She was the voice and advocate for those that could not talk and could not defend themselves against the cruelties of mankind. Nancy used to tell everyone how blessed she was to have met and fallen in love with her husband, Paul. How many men do you know of that would allow their bride to take a Bouvier on their honeymoon - well, Nancy did. She always told everyone that without Paul, she could never have accomplished her dreams.

I met Nancy about twelve years ago. She was already doing Bouvier rescue and had been boarding and caring for dogs for about thirty years. Nancy’s husband, children, family, friends and dogs always came first - Nancy always took care of herself last. Nancy was my best friend, my confident, my mentor, my “adopted” sister. I felt like I had known her all of my life from the first moment I met her. Nancy, Paul, my husband and myself decided to start our own rescue on August 1st, 2000. This was the turning point of my life. Nancy had a zest for life, and did everything in her power to try and make everyone else’s life better. When it came to an animal in need, Nancy wore her heart on her shoulder. She had the wisdom and the compassion to make a difference - and what a difference she has made. Everyone that knew Nancy, or knew of Nancy loved her. When some of her boarding clients passed away or were permanently hospitalized, Nancy and Paul took in their animals and gave them love and a home for as long as they were blessed to have them. On many occasions and at all hours Nancy and Paul would get calls from people that needed to have their dog transported to the vets office because they were sick or dieing and needed immediate attention or had to be euthanized and the people were not able to do it on their own. Many people made arrangements that when their pets passed away that they would be buried at WarBar Farms, their home away from home, a place they loved to visit and the place they wanted to be their final resting place.

I can remember vividly one whole month that Nancy and I had spent trying to catch a Bouvier in one of the worst neighborhoods in Downriver Detroit. We spent every weekend and every evening following this Bouvier trying to catch and save her. We ran around in the middle of the night trying to live- trap, bait, coax, catch her with a net, but to no avail. We even tried sedatives mixed with cooked liver. The only thing that happened is that the seagulls swooped down and gobbled up the “drugged” food - and Xena the Warrier (so we named her) eluded us again. We always laughed about the poor seagulls flying around in a stupor wondering what had happened to them. As bad as the neighborhood was we were not afraid because we were on a “mission”. There were so many midnight rendezvous - too numerous to mention but all very special because we did them together.

As tragic as Nancy’s leaving us is, we all have nothing but wonderful memories to look back on. There will never be another person able to even come close to filling Nancy’s shoes. She will be greatly missed, but never forgotten.

For her family and friends, my deepest sympathy. For myself my heartfelt gratitude to have been allowed her friendship, company and all the wonderful memories for what little time we actually got to spend together.

On October 2nd, 2006 when we all looked up into the night sky we thought we saw the stars, what we didn’t realize is that God had turned on all his porch lights to welcome Nancy home.

Rest in peace Nancy, you deserve so much more.

Your Friend Forever, Jan .

A donation has been sent by the Hamlin family in memory of Hogan, also a rescued Bouvier, who was very much loved by his family and their friend, the Rice family.

We would like to sincerely thank the Blue Water Bouvier Club for their very generous donation to our rescue in memory of the passing of one of their members Mother. In lieu of flowers, Darcie Livingston was compassionate enough to request that a memorium contribution be made in memory of her Mother, Betty Kerst. Please keep Darcie and her family in your prayers.

We received a very generous donation in memory of Patricia Saunders (Nancy Ousnamer's Mother, who passed away 10/30/05) from LuAnn & David Warren, Walled Lake, MI.

There has been a very generous donation made In memory of Paul Atkinson, a very valued and long-time customer of Paul & Nancy Ousnamer at WarBar Farm. Paul and his wife Chris adopted their first Bouvier Rescue from Edith Buck back in the 80's, her name was Coco. Coco only had one eye but due to the undying love and attention she received from Paul and Chris - still lived to be fourteen years old. After Coco's passing they adopted another Rescue, Brandy, from Maryanne Harvey in the 90's. We all called Brandy the "banana lady" because she had ironically enticed a whole bunch of bananas off of their counter and into her stomach. Since Paul and his wife, Chris, have both picked up their beloved Coco at the Rainbow Bridge, their daughter Laurie will continue to care for Brandy until she can join her Mom, Dad and Sister in heaven. Thank you Paul and Chris for loving and making a difference in the lives of our Bouvier rescues - and every heart you have touched. Nancy and Paul Ousnamer, WarBar Farm

A very generous donation was made by Maryanne Harvey in loving memory of Christine Paquette. Christine will always be remembered for how much she did for the Bouviers and for her kindness to all animals. We would all like to extend our sincere condolences to Elaine and Louise Paquette on their unfortunate loss.

ABBY (formerly Ursula) Born 1993? Reborn by adoption 2001 Final Journey to the Rainbow Bridge May 1st, 2003 It is with deepest regrets that we all have to bid our final good-bye to Abby. She was originally abandoned at a shelter in Cleveland, OH 11/00. Abby was adopted by a wonderful and loving family in March 2001. Here is a brief memorial (as written) by her grieving owner: "I miss her so much, but have to be strong and deal with losing her. Trigger (her companion) is laying at my feet and insisting that I stop and pet him. He has been staying very close to me, more than usual. The other night he brought me a biscuit and set it at my feet, trying to console me. Abby's vet said that she and I were a match made in heaven. She would not let anyone get near her, except Warner, and loved Trigger dearly too. She was with me for two years and five months. I sat on the floor with her, with her head in my lap until her rapid and labored breathing finally stopped. Maybe she is with Warner now. She gave me much happiness and unconditional love." Joann lost her loving husband, Warner, last year. This year she lost her beloved Abby. Our hearts go out to Joann because of her tragic losses. Hopefully the loving and endearing memories of her lost loves will see her through this.

Boomer II Born 1993? Adopted 10/23/2003 Final Journey to the Rainbow Bridge Dec. 24 2006

"GENTLE BEN" FERN February 24th, 1994 - January 8th, 2003 Laid to rest January 10th, 2003 Garden of Our Little Friends - Westland, Michigan February 24th, 1997 started off as a very sad, cold and gloomy day. We had just left the cemetery after the funeral services for our beloved Elmo. We went from the cemetery straight to Dr. Platz's to once again meet with Maryanne Harvey because she "just happened" to have a "big boy" that needed a home and that would hopefully mend our hearts after just losing Elmo. When we called to tell her that Elmo did not survive the cancer, even after the amputation and chemo treatments, she said "I know this is a bad time to bring it up, but we have this big boy in rescue that needs you as much as you need him, his name is "Knucklehead Ned". Once you came bounding out of the truck - we just knew that you were just what the doctor ordered. We signed the papers and took you home. For as sad as the day started, you turned it into one of the brightest and happiest days of our lives. During our ride home we decided that as stubborn as you were, that the name you had was definitely not "you". You looked like a big bear and were suitably named, "Gentle Ben". You turned out to be the best ambassador for your breed and for the rescue. We took you to all the functions and everyone fell madly in love with you. There wasn't a mean bone in your whole body. You loved everything and everyone and were equally loved in return. You were truly the love of our life and gave us so much pleasure. You were the biggest Bouvier anyone had ever seen and we used to laughing say that you had to be that big because your body had to try to accommodate the size of your loving heart. Your final day was very routine. We took you to the vet to have two fatty tumors removed and your teeth cleaned. You came through the procedure without any complications, or so we thought. We are still in disbelief that within a couple of hours of your return you developed bloat and after rushing you to the emergency vet, we lost you on the x-ray table. They tried everything they could to bring you back - but were unsuccessful. It was the worst case they had ever seen. No one knows why this happened and can only assume that the trauma of being sedated was the cause. We are still numb and heartbroken, and cannot believe that you have left us. We never even got to say goodbye. We would have gone to the ends of the earth and spared no expense to have you with us - but you were evidently needed at the Rainbow Bridge. Probably to lovingly welcome all the newcomers and calm their fears and protect them. How can we possibly thank you for the six glorious, loving years that we were so blessed to have you. Your loving memory will always be in our hearts and a day will not pass that we won't miss you terribly. We will be eternally grateful for every precious moment we were blessed to have you with us. We can only hope that we made as much of a difference in your life as you have in ours. You were our friend, companion, our love and we will never forget you. You brought smiles to our face when we were down and tears to our eyes with your "big wet kisses". We love you Benny - please remember that always. Now you can join Tonya, Missy, Cinder, Sarah, Elmo, Harley and Freckles who all loved you dearly and are waiting for you in a much better place. You have left us with so many wonderful memories, too numerous to mention - but we will always remember. Everything you had, you gave lovingly, willingly and abundantly - no questions asked. Sleep peacefully our sweet and gentle giant, Ben, we will love and miss you forever. Love always, Mom and Dad, Annie, Sam, Tuekah, Jake and Mollie

Betsy (2002) Our sincerest condolences to Diane & Ron Hopp (and Jake) on the loss of their beloved Betsy. Betsy was our very first rescue since forming this group and will always have a special place in our hearts. We received an email from Dianne and Ron a couple of weeks ago letting us know that Betsy was diagnosed with inflammatory mammary carcinoma, a very agressive form of cancer. The only humane option they were afforded was to love her as much as they could for what little time she had left - which they did. I received a call from Dianne 1/25/02 letting me know that Betsy had a very rough time the day before and they couldn't bear to let her suffer any longer - and decided to put her to rest. They could not thank us enough for giving them the opportunity to have Betsy in their life for the short time that they did. We in turn can never thank them enough for giving Betsy the love, devotion and companionship that she so justly deserved. She has now crossed the Rainbow Bridge and will loyally await the arrival of her beloved "savior" family.

BUBBA HUGGER 1993 - Sept 2006 We adopted Bubba in 1995 from Maryanne when he was two, maybe. He had been found wandering in Oakland County, filthy and starving. No one knew his history. It took a hot dog to lure him out of the backseat of our Civic when we brought him home. But, he soon sized up the situation and took advantage of us for the next ten years. He took a walk or two everyday until the very end. Very painful arthritis in his back leg finally slowed him down. Bubba ate well until he was diagnosed with pancreatitis two years ago. We got him at 68 pounds, but he put weight back on and spent most of his life around 82-84 pounds. After the diagnosis, we switched to a strict rabbit and potato diet that suited his digestive system better. My wife and I do not have children, so Bubba was our baby. And he knew it. Not a day passed where he didn't have his way with us. It's been a week now; we are lost without him. Thank you, Maryanne, for saving Bubba. Our lives were much better lives because of him. Mark Hugger and Jennifer Martin

In Memory of Buddy Adopted 8/31/03 - Laid to rest 4/26/2006 When I saw Buddy on your website I was instantly drawn to him. I thought he was just the cutest "little" thing. When my husband and I drove to Michigan to adopt him I was very surprised to see that my Buddy was a much bigger dog than I had thought. I had reservations for a second. We had never owned a dog weighing more than 20 pounds and standing over ankle high. But as we led him to the car and he wouldn't ride any where but in my lap all the 200 miles home any reservations I had were just a memory. I will never forget when we pulled into our driveway my neighbor stood back and said, is that Buddy? I thought he was a small dog. I am still teased about my little dog from Michigan. We will always remember Buddy for his love of food, that at times had us falling over him in the kitchen while preparing a meal and our inability to open the refrigerator door because he would block it in his excitement to eat. He wouldn't stop barking until "he" thought he had enough to eat. Buddy loved his evening walks. They probably saved him from weighing 150 pounds. He loved his rug in the family room where he slept during the day and his matching rug outside our bedroom door where he slept at night. But most of all Buddy loved his family. He was a gentle, loving and uncomplicated dog who brought us much joy. The last three months of Buddy's life was filled with much physical pain. He fought a good fight. Sadly he lost in the end. Good-bye our good loyal friend. Rest in peace. We love you! Thank you for brightening our lives! Tom, Sue & your faithful brother, Daffy

Buster Beau Mason (April 8th, 1989 - Feb 10th, 2000) In loving memory of Buster Beau Mason His size in stature did not come close to the size of his heart! Dearly missed by family and most of all his master!!! Born April 8th, 1989 Passed on February 10th, 2000

"Cinder" Fern (1978 - 1996) Cinder was found running loose, chasing a garbage truck. He was only a couple of months old and was so small he could have fit in the palm of your hand. He was the best babysitter. He would hop up next to a baby and the babies would run their fingers through his hair and they would both go sound asleep. Cinder went deaf and blind the last year he was with us. He finally developed vestibular degeneration and we couldn't let him suffer so we had to let him go.

Clifford (1987? - Jan 2000) A bouv/irish wolfhound mix, was one of our first "pilot" rescues from "death row" at the Genessee County Humane Society. The vet estimated he was 12+ years old, had tumors all over his body and a massive tumor on the left side of his head that wrapped around and down the bridge of his nose. Clifford was a very loving and affectionate dog and probably devoted the best years of his life to his prior owner. It was such a shame they never bothered to look for him. Once the Ousnamer's heard of his plight they, once again, opened up their loving hearts with the sole intention of making his last days on earth his best days. They gave him four months of love, he gave them wonderful memories that will last forever. They did not want him to suffer and when his time came they had him put to rest. Clifford touched every heart that knew him and will be long remembered.

"DUFFY" MacTavish Dec 2006 - June 2007 We bid our fond farewells to this precious little puppy. In the very brief amount of time that we were all blessed with his presence on earth - he touched so many lives. Duffy will be especially missed by Sandy (his Mom) and Archie (his Dad). What Duffy lacked in size he more than made up for it in stamina and energy. Duffy was a breath of fresh air, his energy and excitement were contagious. You could not be depressed when Duffy was around because he was always such a joy to watch. He was like the little ball in a pinball machine, everyone he touched would just light up and the bells and whistles would go off. Duffy went everywhere with his Dad, even to work. Duffy will be sadly missed, but always fondly remembered.

Dolly Beloved and devoted best friend of JoAnne and Warner Hoffmeyer - thanks for the wonderful memories - you will be in our hearts forever.

"Elmo" Fern (01/10/1994 - 02/19/1997) Laid to rest! 02/24/1997 Garden of our Little Friends - Westland, MI Your stay with us was brief, but your memory will be with us forever. We were blessed with your companionship for only five months – but you left a major void in the hearts of all that had come to love you. It seems like only yesterday that we found you running loose in a waste water treatment plant. We rescued you with the intention of giving you a long, safe and loving home. We regretfully could only give you the safety and the love. We thought you only had a broken leg, and were horrified to find it to be osteosarcoma. You fought a very painful but valiant battle. With all the surgeries, chemotherapy, poking and prodding, you were an inspiration as far as your display of bravery and stamina. You amazed everyone when you were up and walking the day after amputating your rear leg and hip. We did everything humanly and financially possible to try to give you quality of life for the short time that we knew we would have together. You were worth every minute and every penny spent trying to save you. You were the "Gentle Giant" that we all loved and will cherish. You opened our eyes and hearts to rescue. Because of you we decided to start our own Bouvier Rescue and try to save as many unfortunate dogs as humanly possible. Your memory will live on through all of them. Now you can be with Tonya, Missy, Cinder and Sarah in a much happier place. Rest in peace. Love, Mom and Dad

FLANDERS II 1999 - 5/3/05 Flanders was rescued from the Harbor Humane Society in West Olive, MI on 2/7/04. She was a wonderful loving girl, and as you can tell was in desperate need of a bath and grooming when we picked her up. She was housetrained and just begging for some warm arms to hold her. Regretfully, Flanders tested heartworm positive, but we had her successfully treated. When we took her back to the vet for her check-up they found a hard tumor in her groin area which was diagnosed as cancer and was determined inoperable. Flanders was made a permanent resident at the rescue farm. We could not put her up for adoption because we knew she was not going to be with us very long. The tumor grew, and so did our love and fondness towards this sweet girl. After all she had been through it was such a shame that she was again dealt a deadly blow. Flanders ate well this morning and when it came time for her second feeding and she didn't come we went to look for her. She was found curled up on her blanket, never to wake up again. Flanders will be buried at the rescue cemetery on the farm that she loved so well and knew as home. She is gone - but will never be forgotten. We only had her for a mere 15 months but gave her a lifetime of love and affection as she justly deserved.

"Freckles" Fern (07/04/1988 - 11/29/2002) Laid to rest 12/01/2002 Garden of our Little Friends - Westland, MI It seems like only yesterday during the midst of a terrible thunderstom that we heard a terrified wimper outside our back fence. Huddled in the corner on a pile of wet leaves was a drenched, cold and muddy ball of fur quivering in fear. Your color was unrecognizable – who knows how long you had been running loose. We took you in, bathed you and much to our surprise found out that you were the most gorgeous auburn and white Border Collie puppy we had ever laid eyes on. You had the cutest "freckles" on all four legs and we thought it was only fitting that we should name you Freckles. Just a little angel in need of a "forever" home and for someone to share his love with. We kept you with the intention of finding your owners, never imagining anyone could sleep had they lost you. Once you were in our house – you captured our hearts. You grew up to be one of the greatest of companions and love of our life. You welcomed every new rescue into your house, no questions asked. We loved you dearly and you will forever be missed by everyone who’s heart you have ever touched. With dread we always knew this day would come, but were never really prepared to lose you. You mystified all the vets, because you passed all the tests with flying colors, evidentally you were just too tired to fight it any longer. You were always our little tazmanian devil, always on the go. You never slowed down for a second, you just all of a sudden stopped. We tried everything to help you and would have continued forever, but you showed us that it was time to let you go. The last trip to the vet was the hardest. You were just too tired, and we just knew you did not want anymore tests. We couldn’t let you suffer any longer, so we decided to help open the gates to the Rainbow Bridge for you. We want to thank you for thirteen glorious and loving years. As hard as the decision was, you were very special to let us down gently. Now you can join Tonya, Missy, Cinder, Sarah and Elmo, who also loved you and are waiting for you in a much better place. You will be in our hearts forever – and we will be eternally grateful for all the wonderful memories and years that you let us share with you. We couldn’t have asked for anything more – you gave us everything you had, plus. Sleep peacefully, "Freckle Puss", we will love and miss you forever. Love, Mom and Dad

"Getty" (U-Getta) passed away in her sleep 1/1/03. There were no indications of discomfort or pain, she just went to sleep and never woke up. She will be laid to rest at our rescue cemetery along with the other animals that have preceeded her to the Rainbow Bridge.

GILLIGAN 2000 - August 14th, 2006 Laid to rest at WarBar Farms/Second Chance Bouvier Rescue Cemetary We rescued Gilligan on 3/21/05 from the Oakland County Animal Control. Gilligan was found as a stray and tested positive for heartworm. Because of everything that Gilligan has gone thru, the very painful heartworm treatment, the tumor surgery, and the expectation of being adopted by two different families that changed their minds and never bothered to let us know, we decided to make Gilligan a permanent resident of Second Chance Bouvier Rescue. He was such a wonderful and loving boy and would have made anyone a perfect companion. We could not see his heart being broken again by another family coming out and letting him think he was being adopted only to have them change their mind and go home without him again. Gilligan never really recovered from the tumor surgery and we suspect his cancer had progressed. We found him this morning, curled up on his blanket, in a very deep sleep. After trying to arouse him, we realized that he had peacefully passed away in his sleep during the night. Considering all the pain this stoic gentleman had gone through, thankfully he was taken to the Rainbow Bridge painlessly.

Ginger (formerly Gretchen) Adopted 8/27/00 - Went to the Rainbow Bridge 3/17/06 In September 2000, My husband and I adopted your first bouvier Ginger (Gretchen). We remember the day we brought her home. She was quite thin and reserved, but she came out of her shell within a few days of being with us and fattened up quickly. She blended quite well with our other 2 dogs - Smokey and Percy. We gave her much love and attention, which she deserved and never took for granted. She was gentle and loved children. She was protective of her family, including Smokey and Percy. She loved to go for car rides and walks (perferably car rides - too much exercise in walking) and always wanted to be with us. Well, with deep sadness, I am here to tell you she passed away on Friday, March 17, 2006. She went to the vet for surgery to remove cancer from her toe and she died under anesthesia. We miss her so much!!!! She brought more joy to our family than you can imagine. Ginger was a unique dog with many special qualities. She will be missed by many. There won't be another Ginger ever. Sincerely, Regina and Jeff Rastello

"Harley" Fern (05/23/1987 - 06/19/2000) Laid to rest 06/21/2000 Garden of our Little Friends - Westland, MIIt seems like only yesterday that there was a knock at the door and someone had a little six pound Black Lab puppy that they rescued from his chains in an abandoned garage. Just a whisper of an angel in need of a "forever" home and for someone to share his love with. We kept you with the intention of finding you a home – but once you were in our house – you captured our hearts. You grew up to be the and the love of our life. You willingly welcomed every new rescue into your house and welcomed them with open paws. We loved you deeply and you will be forever missed by everyone who’s heart you have ever touched. With dread we knew this day was coming. You gave us a couple of good scares, but always bounced back. Thank you for letting us know that it was time to let you go. As hard as the decision was, you were very special to let us down gently. Many dogs have come and gone – there will always be a special place in our heart that only you could fill. Now you can join Tonya, Missy, Cinder, Sarah and Elmo, who also loved you and are waiting for you in a much better place. You will be in our hearts forever – and we will be eternally grateful for all the wonderful memories and years that you blessed us with your presence. We couldn’t have asked anything more of you – you gave us everything you had, plus. Sleep peacefully, "Booger Bear", we will love and miss you forever. Love, Mom and Dad

Hobie Hi, my name is Hobie, and I am a very good boy. I am a ten year old rescue - and I desperately need your help. My Mom & Dad have already spent over $9000 on my medical care. I was treated for Lymphoma and have been in remission until last month. Everyone thought I was doing fine, running, playing, just being my normal lovable self - until I passed out for no explained reason. My Mom and Dad rushed me to the Emergency Vet and were told that a large mass showed up on my x-ray. I went to an oncologist, and the good news is that there is no large mass. The bad news, is that I have an enlarged spleen due to the return of the lymphoma, and I require at least five more chemotherapy treatments. These treatments will cost about $2100 more. The best news, is that there is a very good chance these treatments will put me back into remission. My parents called Second Chance Bouvier Rescue asking for their help, or any suggestions as to how they could get assistance towards my medical bills. Mom and Dad are financially tapped (and still owe) due to my previous medical bills. They love me so much, they can't bear the thought of calling it quits now, or the thought of losing me after all I have already overcome. UPDATE: Our condolences to the Scott family. Hobie lost his courageous battle to cancer. We would like to extend our gratitude to everyone that sent donations and prayers on Hobies behalf. Hobie gave it his best, right up until his final days.

We received this letter along with a generous donation in Memory of Huey: "I appreciate your spending the time to tell me about your group's efforts to protect and place needy Bouviers into new loving homes. As we discussed I am enclosing a donation on behalf of my friends, Debbie & Vince Mamone, in memory of their wonderful and dearly loved Bouvier, Huey. I knew him from when he was a little puppy, although I should say young puppy, because he was a very big bouncing baby boy, who grew into a huge and awesome adult, and I can tell you that he was all heart. Huey was a cherished member of the Mamone family and they slept in the palm of God's hand with Huey watching over them for all of his 12 years. I would appreciate your putting some information about Huey on your In Memorial web page, and by copy of this letter, will let Debbie & Vince know where to send a photo of Huey, if they would like to do so. I know your members and visitors, all who love Bouviers, would appreciate hearing about him. It is good to know that in Huey's name, his needy relatives will benefit from your kindness. Sincerey, Mary Alice Moran - Walton Hills, OH"

Our "beloved" baby JAKE Born 3/1991- Crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 12/1/2002 You know, there are some pets who are so special, that you know your paths were meant to be together....Jake was one of them. Here is to our beloved Jake: Jake came into our lives as such a curious boy, at the young age of ten weeks....and ready to explore the world! No one was ever alone in the house after that, Jake made certain to follow you wherever you went. He had a habit of winning everyone's heart that he met. When we learned of his tumor and that he only had a short time left with us, he gave it his all to stay with us through Thanksgiving. That was his favorite holiday because, you see, as a herder, he always needed EVERYONE in the same room. His wish came true, as all our friends and relatives gathered, just to be with the boy one last time. He was allowed to stay under the table during Thanksgiving dinner, so he could watch everyone's feet all in a tight little circle, all together (a blissful moment for my boy)!!! Mom was the hospice giver for the last three weeks, and Jake never complained about the medications, shots or constant need to go outside. It was only the last 15 minutes that he was uncomfortable, and he left this world in his Mom's arms with his family, Nick (his human brother), his Mom & Dad and his companion dog Molly Brown, at his side. We need to give a BIG thanks to everyone at the Cross Plains, WI - Pet Care Clinic for all their effort and loving help with Jakes' last days. "Jake you will be missed and loved forever!" Your loving family, Lisa, Tom, Nick, Andy and Molly Brown (the Lab/Chow girl).

"JAKE" HOPP 1995 - August 10th, 2004 Here are pictures of our beloved Jake, Jake was our first rescue dog. He was so special that he led us to rescue another dog, Betsy, who was also a love. (Betsy is already listed above). Jake became our "Doctor" Dog. He knew Betsy was ill before anyone else did. He would try to alert me by whining and coming to sit near me until I (Diane) understood that something was wrong. He was a very mellow dog, quiet until he needed something and then he would annoy you until you listened to him. Although Jake started out as Ron's dog, he always came to me to get his needs met. I have the ability to communicate with my animals. It is a special gift I value. Jake would bark at everything that moved outside our windows, yet he would respond to my verbal command of quiet. He was friendly with most other dogs and especially loved my daughter's dog, Starr and our beloved Betsy. After Betsy went to the Rainbow Bridge, Jake was unconsolable. We eventually took him with us to purchase another Bouvier puppy, Lizzy. He was very snobby at the breeders and would not interact with those wild little puppies. He tolerated Lizzy when we brought her home and then began to teach her how to behave. He potty trained her and kept her pinned down with his paw when she was too wild. After grandchildren came, Jake would lie down a small distance from them and make sure no stranger touched them. He would growl slightly to ward off unknown strangers. Jake liked babies, and older children. Babies that crawled and toddlers were not his favorite. He would quietly go into his open crate to avoid them when they approached him. He never hurt anyone. We did not know that Jake was the alpha dog until he was gone. The change in Lizzy is quite remarkable. She looks to Ron for constant approval and instructions now that "her" Jake is no longer here to guide her. Thank you for allowing us the special years we had with this very special dog. There may be many more dogs in our lives, but none will be as special as Jake. Warmly, Diane and Ron Hopp (TOP) This is a picture of Jake & Betsy after walking with their Dad, Ron. Jake has the blue collar (CENTER) Jake in his crate where he loved to lay - we never locked the crate door - we didn't need to (BOTTOM) Jake (on your left) with his adopted "sister" Betsy (on your right)

Janie Crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 11/13/2003 (Estimated to be 7-8 years old) We rescued Janie on 2/18/03 from the Oakland County Animal Control. She was picked up as a stray. Janie was such a sweetheart from day one which was amazing since she had such major problems going on within her loving body. When we took her to our vet to be examined, thinking that she was very pregnant, the x-ray showed a huge mass on her spleen. Due to the basketball sized hematoma engulfing her entire spleen, she was very anemic. The hematoma and spleen had to be removed and she was spayed at the same time. It took two blood transfusions to save her - and we almost lost her twice. At the same time we found out that Janie had cataracts and needed a mammary nodule removed - which we decided to do after she had recovered from the first surgery. Janie bounced back slowly. When we took her in to have the mammary nodule removed the vet suggested that we take her instead to a cancer specialist because it appeared highly suspicious. A couple of days later we took her to the specialist, had the tumor removed and biopsied. The tumor was malignant, and the cat scan showed that the cancer was spreading to other parts of her body. Neither chemo or surgery were an option. We could only hope to keep her as comfortable as possible for as long as we were blessed with her company. Because of her medical problems and terminal prognosis she was adopted by the president of our group and she remained on the rescue farm and was loved and cherished for another eight months. Such a gorgeous, loving girl that deserved so much more than what life had given her. She never complained, appreciated everthing that had been done for her and on her final day she decided it was time for us to let her go. Janie was buried on the compound where all of the other rescues and personal pets have been buried. A true lady to the very end.

JUDY 1995 - August 1st, 2006 Laid to rest at WarBar Farms/Second Chance Bouvier Rescue Cemetary Dear sweet Judy. All she ever wanted was someone to love her in her senior years. She was found tied to the front of the animal shelter in Ohio. No collar, no note, not even a name tag. At first glance they didn't know what she was because of the deplorable condition that she was in. Thankfully her guardian angel (who we named her after) did. Judy was a perfect example of our "throw away society". As you can see from the pictures, she was a definite "diamond in the rough". You couldn't have wanted for a more loving dog and companion. Judy got along with everyone and everything. We were really hoping to find her a "special family" that she could spend her golden years with. Judy waited patiently, watching the rescues come and go - but her turn never came up. Finally Judy was adopted by the president of Second Chance Bouvier Rescue. Because Judy took so long to come out of her shell when we first rescued her and to realize that she was put on this earth to love, we just didn't have the heart to confuse or stress her anymore by putting her through an adoption. Judy adapted very well to the rescue farm and that's what she knew as her home. We never knew for sure exactly how old she was, but could only go by what the vets thought. Judy was a grand ole' girl and will be missed tremendously by all of us as well as the other "permanent resdents" on the rescue farm. We loved her for as long as we were able to and she loved everyone in return. She may have had a lousey beginning but she was not alone or unloved for a second while in our care.

Kercheval In loving memory of Sir "Kercheval" Musial. On December 5th, 1993, William and Cheri Musial rescued Kercheval from an abandoned life on the streets. Kercheval lived a life many dogs only dream of, he spent his days as Cheri's co-worker at Pointe Pet Supply, Grosse Pointe Park, Michigan. He was the offical tester of all treats, foods, and toys. On weekends he would go for long walks at East China Park, his absolute favorite past time. So as Kercheval will be dearly missed, please keep William and Cheri in your kind thoughts as "Kerch" has left his heaven on earth to join the heavens above. Donation made by: Tom, Bonnie, & Morgan Jones, Bill, Cheryl, Cole & Zach Musial, Sony, Saki and Mai Tai too!

We received a generous donation in memory of Kona Bendure with the following note: "In memory of Kona Bendure, you enriched the lives of the humans and dogs who you touched. Max & Casey Bendure"

Levi Alexander Szedenits 1991 or 1992 - Aug 14, 2005 We adopted Levi from MaryAnne Harvey in August 1995. He had been running on his own, leaving the poor boy emaciated and not very trusting. As he filled out he realized that we were his forever home and gave us so much love over the last ten years. Levi had some health struggles in the last few years. We were happy to drive him up to Michigan State and multiple area clinics to help him feel better. Levi did enjoy life with puppyish enthusiasm after all his various treatments until last month. He let us know when he was ready to go. Lovingly, Margaret & Gene Szedenits, Jr. **UPDATE: A generous donation was made by Pam Wheelock with the following note: "Levi Szedenits was a great and beautiful soul. His friens and family will miss him".

Lily 1996-April 1st, 2007 Laid to Rest at WarBar Farms Lily finally made it home to the Rainbow Bridge this evening. She was born and raised in Canada. She was most likely given up by her breeder because she had mammary tumors and was no longer considered "breedable". We had her tumors removed and she was just waiting at the farm for someone to take her into their loving home for what little time she had left. Her wait is now over - she passed away at the farm - the only place she could call home - and where she was loved.

Maxine They only had her for a brief time when they unexpectedly lost her to bloat. (eulogy to follow shortly)

Merlin Adopted 10/30/01 (2-3yro) - July 24th, 2007 Merlin had been going downhill for several months; aunable to climb the stairs and less and less able to walk the usual distance on his walks. He developed mysterious siezures and was put on medication, but it did not help. He was given a wonderful life and loved for almost six years. Merlin had beat the odds he had cancer twice and bounced right back. His Mom wrote in her email "I have concluded that one of the things Merlin taught us was the importance of rescue, so before too long, we will want to take in another rescue dog." "We feel blessed that he was in our lives - if only it had been longer". Merlin's Mom and Dad will be adopting Charlie on 7/24/07

"Missy" Fern (1963 - 1986) We found Missy running down the middle of the highway during a blinding thunderstorm. We opened our truck door and she hopped right in. The poor thing was scared to death. We took her to the vet and found that she had been beaten half to death and had pinched nerves in her back and her teeth were all loose from being overbred and malnourished. Missy became blind and deaf about eight years prior to going to the rainbow bridge. Our Norwegian Elkhound, Tonya, was her eyes and ears for those eight years. When Missy went outside, Tonya went with her. When they were done, Tonya would bring her back to the door to come in. Missy had a stroke the day before we had to have Tonya put to sleep. They were put to sleep together and buried together.

MOOSE Dec 25th, 1989 - Sept 24th, 2000 THE JOY OF MY LIFE When I count my blessings - I count you twice. I will keep you forever in my heart. (Email received with memorial): Jan & Bill: Where do I begin? How do I begin to tell you how I feel today? To quote my 81 year old mother, she said she has never in all her years met people like you. She had her doubts about my giving my birthday money to "strangers" before she met you. That was one of the reasons I brought her with me. Now she is praying she wins the lottery so she can share it with your rescue. I hope she does too. When we got back to her house she went on and on to my Dad. My husband came over and she continued on with him, and me. I just smiled, because I knew that I found the right people before I even met you. Meeting you was an absolute pleasure. The time flew by. You just made us feel so much "at home" that we could have overstayed our welcome. Throughout this past year I have really grieved over my beloved Moose and have done things that I just had to do to make myself feel better. Nothing really worked. Some helped a little. By the time my birthday rolled around, I knew that you were my cause. And what a gift I received. That money was from my husband, son and parents. Last night after meeting you, I felt different than I have all year. I felt at peace, finally. All the things that I had to do all year never really did give me that feeling. That is what I needed. Peace. I got to meet some really great people and help some really great dogs. Quite a legacy for my Moose, too. He gave me so much while he was alive and gave me something really special yesterday too. YOU!! We will definitely see you again. God Bless you and thank you. I wrote most of this through tears, but for once, the tears weren't over Moose. I will be in touch. Love from Kathy and family.

How do you say "good-bye" to your best friend? Husbands, of course, not included. I'm talking about my 70+# Bouvier/Bearded Collie, Sandie (aka Sandy, aka "Thunderfoot") who somewhat suddenly lost it all in our front hall. Sandie was a Michigan Anti-Cruelty dog that we adopted after seeing her on TV 2 with Mike Killian and in an instant we were in love. This wonderful dog visited St. Joan of Arc School in St Clair Shores, MI, touching the hearts of over 500 students. On September 18th, 1997, Sandi made the cover page of the Grosse Pte News, walking in the MAC Pooch Prance at the Edsel & Eleanor Ford Estate. She visited many folks at Georgian East Heartland Senior Facility in Grosse Pte Woods. Her favorite "time-out" spot was Starbucks in Grosse Pte Woods & Grosse Pte Park. Any here small groups gathered out doors, Sandi was there; including her bank trip, once a week where the outside teller provided a friendly bone. Sandi even made a final appearance at the Memorial Day Service in Grosse Pte Woods, paying tribute to the soldiers for the eleventh time. Sandi touched the lives of so many in a six to ten mile radius, it was amazing. Sandi occupied the attention of a walk-away 3yro child in Grosse Pte Woods until the police arrived to return the child some two blocks away (with the help of local children). Sandi was just that kind of dog, and yes, we miss her ------BADLY!!!!! Regretfully, Sandi missed the Mutt March on June 3rd, 2007, due to her unexpected enrollment into Doggie Heaven on June 1st, 2007. Margherita Wiszowaty - St Clair Shores, MI (her loving Mom)

Sam "Sammy" Fern (1992 - 2004) Laid to rest April 1st, 2004 Garden of Our Little Friends - Westland, Michigan On March 28th, 2004, we lost a big part of our heart having to say good-bye to our very special angel - Sammy. Sammy was a victim of years of abuse. A seven year old Bouvier that was locked in a metal shed without food or water, because his previous owner was incarcerated. When rescued - Sammy had maggots growing in his ears to the extent that he required two surgeries just to remove the decay and remaining maggots. His bottom front teeth were worn down to the point of constant bleeding from trying to chew his way out of the metal shed. Sammy was on deaths doorstep when he was rescued - he was skin and bones. He lived off the condensation he could lick off the metal walls and the rain that leaked into the shed. Sammy had been adopted out four times, only to be returned because they couldn't deal with his only imperfection - he was deaf due to the surgeries. The last adopter had him for a mere six hours and called us to come and get him. It was in the middle of a snow storm and we couldn't risk bringing him back to the farm, so we decided to take him home with us for the night, not knowing how he would get along with our four adopted rescue dogs. He was so heart broken from being abandoned so many times, we didn't want to traumatize him further by subjecting him to a two hour drive in a blizzard. When we brought him into the house, after being thoroughly checked out by our "pack", he immediately ran over to the couch, laid down and fell sound asleep. We didn't have the heart to relocate him again. Needless to say, Sammy adopted US on 2/6/99. Sammy was FINALLY home and we never regretted the decision for one second. Sammy was prone to ear infections, and a year ago he had a malignant tumor removed from his ear, knowing there was a possibility of it growing back - and it did. A week ago he underwent another surgery to remove this tumor, and everything went downhill from there. Sammy never fully recovered from the surgery or anesthetic. We had to keep him on tranquilizers in order for him to get any sleep at all. Sammy had lost his equilibrium and required assistance to walk. Just when we thought he was getting better he began having grand maul seizures. Not even the medication afforded him any rest or comfort. There was nothing that anyone could do to comfort him or take away his pain. We made the heart-wrenching decision to let him go and end his suffering. A mobile vet was called to the house to free Sammy from his suffering. It was as if Sammy knew he was leaving us, because ten minutes before the vet arrived, Sammy crawled as close to me as he could on his bed, nestled his head on my lap in my arms and finally drifted off to sleep. He was resting so peacefully that he never even stirred when the vet gave the injection. Such a noble and loving companion. He fought so hard to overcome the senseless abuse and neglect that he was previously forced to endure. Sammy was such a love and although he was deaf he could clearly hear all the love and fondness by gazing into your eyes with his big beautiful brown eyes. He held on as long as he could, never complaining about the lousy hand that life had dealt him. No matter what obstacle was put in front of him, he was determined to make the best of it. He was so grateful for any sign of affection and just wanted a family to call his own. We will be eternally grateful for the five short years that we were blessed with Sammy's presence - and can only hope that they were as happy for him as they were for us. Now there will be no more pain, no more abuse, only peace and tranquility for eternity. You can now run through the fields and romp and play and let the wind blow through your hair with your previous rescued brothers and sisters: Tonya, Missy, Cinder, Sarah, Harley, Freckles, Ben and Elmo. Sleep peacefully, my beloved Sammy, we will love, cherish and miss you forever. Mom & Dad, Molly, Jake, Annie, Koko & Tuekah Fern

"Sarah" Fern (1984 - 1996) Laid to rest 11/09/96 Garden of our Little Friends - Westland, MI We acquired Sarah by accident when we went to visit a co-worker on our motorcycle. While visiting his upstairs neighbor began beating his dog senseless. We told our friends that if they could get the puppy away from the neighbor that we would be more than happy to come and get her. After arriving home we received a call from our friends, they had little Sarah and were bringing her to our house if we still wanted her. After taking her to the vet we found out that she had every worm imaginable and she had nothing but kitty litter in her stomach. Evidentally she forged for what ever food she could get in her little mouth - and the kitty litter pan happened to have looked inviting. She was so shy and afraid that no one even knew we had her for the first six months. She turned out to be the most loving dog you could ever imagine. One evening she had a seizure and went into a coma. We rushed her to the vet and she was still alive, but there were no brain functions. After keeping her on IV's all night we had to make the decision to let her go. She wasn't aware of anything that had happend the last twelve hours of her life. She went very peacefully because they injected her while she was still in a coma.

SARA Born 1991 Laid to rest at WarBar Farms 4/21/03 For the very breif time that we were blessed with her presence - she will leave nothing but endearing and loving memories for us all. Such a gentle soul that will be missed by everyone that was fortunate to have known her.

SAVANNAH November 27, 1989 - June 9,2003 Your ashes will be worked into your favorite garden out back My Dearest and Beloved Savannah: When I first met you, you didn't even look like a dog. You were so very thin with no hair and clouded, depressed eyes. You were so full of fears and phobias. The huge scabs that covered your body held many untold stories. People thought that I rescued you from that horrendously abusive situation that tormented you for the first two years of your life. We know that is was you who rescued me and gave me warm and unconditional love. You always accepted me, no matter what. My lonely weekends and holidays turned into times of joy and fun with you. You taught me forgiveness and to live in the present. You taught me what genuine friendship is all about. You didn't care what we did, as long as we were together. So, if you weren't welcome somewhere, I didn't go. You were always there for me and you communicated all your needs and wants; then you were able to perceive my needs and wants and met them like a true friend. You even saved me from what would have been the worst decision of my life...when to let you go back to your Creator. The doctor said that you went so quickly and peacefully because you were ready. When Jesus comes to greet me in Heaven, He will bring you with Him so that I won't be afraid. Until then, you will live in my heart. Your human Mom, Melanie

Spencer (? - May 2003) Although we were only together five years, you proved yourself to be a worthy successor to Buck, Happy and Snoopy. You were a protector and a playmate that was not afraid to make yourself included in whatever you wanted. You had a personality that was, to say the least, unique: If you wanted attention, you would merely take it upon yourself to become a 100# lap-dog/puppy. Sometimes the lap you wanted was smaller than you, which the sight and experience was one for the ages to behold. Now, you are in heaven...out of pain...able to run and play like you wanted to, but could not in your final days here. You are among those that preceded you in the Overly family and hopefully showing off your many traits and personality. I miss you MY FRIEND.... There will always only be one "SPENCER" in my life. Your loving Dad, David Overly

Tawney Tawney was adopted 1/20/02 and went to the Rainbow Bridge on 7/3/04. The top picture is of Tawney after she had been completely shaved down prior to being adopted. The bottom picture was taken with Tawney's Mom's grandson just this past June. What a difference love can make! Note from her Mom: I can not understand why someone would ever abandon such a great dog. I would like to put her in memory. I'm doing better now, but will always miss her. She was a perfect lady, we loved her a lot, and loved us in return. WE will never forget her. Love, Tawney's Mom, Emma

Bella (Tinkerbell) What a beautiful, funny, sweet girl she was. She brought so much joy and laughter into my life, she will be greatly missed forever. All My Love, Mom (Pattie)

Titan Adopted 2/2/02 - Passed away 8/15/07 Titan (nicknamed "Square Pantts" and just recently "Chobbers") passed away at home. Here is part of the email that accompanied the sad news: When we got home on Monday morning, Pants (or Chobbers Bear as he'd been called for the last several years) had passed on. We came to get Chobbies on 2/2/02. I thought we were really doing great with him when 2/2/03 rolled around and he was still here. I never would have guessed that he would have enriched our lives for over five and a half years. He never met anyone that he didn't like and I never met anyone who didn't like him. Despite his arthritis and being deaf, he was the absolute HAPPIEST dog I've ever met. There is a little less bounce in our house and our hears are heavy, but we are thankful for the quality that Chobbers brought to our lives. I check your website often and as soon as our numbers get a little lower, we would be honored to be able to adopt another one of your kids

"Tonya" Fern (1969 - 1986) We received a call in the middle of the night from a friend whose neighbor had a male and female Norwegian Elkhound and two puppies. Evidentally the owner got drunk and decided to shoot the dogs because they were barking outside. He shot the parents and the brother, but Tonya was smart enough to run under the man's brand new truck and hide. Our friends went over and got her when they heard her crying and gave us a call to please come and get her. Tonya was sent to us from heaven. You couldn't have asked for a more loving dog. She played "little mother" to every dog we took in. Out of the blue, Tonya started to stumble and look disoriented, so we took her to the vet and found out that she had an inoperable brain tumor. We made arrangements to bring her home and return the next day to have her put to rest. She was put to sleep and buried with her best friend, Missy.

Tundra (2002) Anchorage Alaska SPCA confiscated Tundra along with dozens of other animals from a collector in Sterling AK. He was flown into Metro Airport from Alaska in December 2001 along with Juneau (already adopted). He was mentally and physically abused, deprived of food, water, exercise, affection and medical attention from his previous owner. But he faired better than dozens of his buddies that were found frozen to death on the end of a short chain without food or water in sight. We gave him six months of love, attention, being fed and watered and being allowed to just "chill out" at his own pace. He had done a complete 360 with regard to his attitude, behaviour and disposition. Tundra had been adoption pending for the last couple of months, his new Dad was waiting for his current dog to cross the rainbow bridge prior to bringing Tundra home. Tundra has always been terrified of loud noises, storms, etc. since he arrived in our care. Last night (8/16/02) we had a terrible thunder storm and it was just too much for Tundra to withstand. He was evidentally so terrified that his heart stopped. We do not know if he had cardio myopathy or not we only know that he left us quickly and without any warning. We will all miss him terribly - and are grateful for the short time we were blessed with his presence.

Thurber (formerly Scruffy I) 1997 - 8/31/06 I adopted Thurber, aka Scruffy, from your organization about five - six years ago. I thought I would send you the message I wrote to friends and family members who knew him. I had to have him put down Thursday evening. I had thought his advancing arthritis would be his undoing; my vet thought it would be his heart (he had a grade six murmur!) It was neither of these things. At about 5:30 p.m. Thurber let me know he wanted to go out into the yard. (I have a big fenced in yard behind the house that I built three years ago.) Usually he came right back inside, but this time he didn't. From the back porch I watched him and noticed that he was walking unsteadily. Then he started to moan. Every now and then he heaved, as if trying to throw up, which made me think he must have eaten something that upset his stomach. As I continued to watch him, not sure what to do, he kept walking around the perimeter of the yard. The moans became louder. I decided to take his temperature, and when I saw that it was 104 (a dog's normal temperature is 101) I immediately called my vet. Though it was almost seven, the clinic luckily was still open. I wasn't sure Thurber would be able to jump into the back of my car, but with a boost from me, he made it. Driving to the clinic, I wondered what I'd do if the vet told me that tests would have to be done to find out what was wrong. However, when he palpated Thurber's abdomen, he found a big lump. It was either a tumor or a tortion of the spleen, he said. I think it must have been the latter, which my vet said can develop very suddenly. He recommended against putting Thurber through surgery, and I agreed. Thurber's death was very peaceful; I had my face against his, and as he sank slowly down from a standing position, I felt my vet's hand cover mine. Knowing Thurber was nearing the end of his life, I had already dug his grave. (I remember that when I'd finished it, he went and stood in it and looked out at me over the rim.) As the light left the sky, I buried him in it. He was an absolutely impossible dog: he drooled, he shed massive amounts of hair; he was insecure, restless, obsessed with food, and aggressive toward other dogs. Still, I am thankful for the almost six years that he was part of my life, and I will miss him keenly. Gloria Stevenson, Kingston, NY.