Behr

Behr was a warrior. Found wandering the rural roads of Delaware County—an old man with cancer, abandoned by his family—he still had so much love left to give.

 

He was with me for only six short months, but in that time I watched him blossom into the goofiest old hound dog. He’d curl up beside us every night, guarded our home from his favorite bed, and supervised every snack and meal we ate (don’t worry, we always paid the tax). His silly bulldog grin made even the hardest days lighter.

With us, he finally found his true forever home. And I know, without a doubt, he’ll be waiting for us on the Rainbow Bridge.

Recent Angels

Ellie

Ellie

EllieEllie was our sweet, anxious mess who never turned down a piece of cheese.  We got her as a small white floof from a local rescue agency and she was all ears. We were hoping she would grow into her ears- turns out she did get long legs but kept her ears. She...

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Buster

Buster

Buster From the time our daughter was five years old she wanted a puppy. I resisted, stating that a dog needs room to run, and our nice little spot in Grandview wasn’t enough space for a dog. We moved out of town to a great new place with less traffic, a big fenced in...

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Oscar

Oscar

Oscar I tried to capture 19 years of our lives together in just a few photos. Oscar was a rambunctious, adventurous soul, and I feel so lucky that he was my first dog. We traveled the country together, hiked through many parks, and shared so many wonderful moments....

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