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

Sparty

Sparty

Sparty Spart Girl was a special part of our family. She was loved from the day we rescued her until the day she left us. She was my brother’s best friend and loved him unconditionally. She loved the outside and enjoyed bringing furry gifts into the house to us. You...

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Toby

Toby

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Itsy Bitzy

Itsy Bitzy

Itsy Bitzy Itsy Bitzy was always a tiny cat, never weighing more than 6 pounds. I got her from my vet when she was 6 weeks old. She had been caught in a trap and was mostly wild.  Itsy Bitzy was afraid of everything and always hid when someone came to the house,...

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