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

Christina

Christina

ChristinaNearly 15 years ago, a stray came to the kitchen window begging for food and attention during the harshest winter cold. I didn't want a cat and wasn’t willing to make a commitment to take in a permanent resident, but it was impossible not to fall for that...

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Ollie

Ollie

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Matisse

Matisse

MatisseMatisse came into my life in September of 2014. Though it's hard to believe, he was no larger than a cat when I first saw him. On the car ride home, he looked around shyly for a few minutes and then decisively climbed over the divider and into my lap (we...

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