April 3, 2018
Today was one of those devastatingly heart breaking days in rescue. We received a call at 5:00 from a local shelter with a dog that needed emergency care. She was foaming at the mouth and her family surrendered her because they couldn’t afford further vet care. One of our volunteers dropped what he was doing and fought rush hour traffic to get her to ER. She was having seizures on the way to ER. A thorough exam and lots of tests confirmed our worst fears – she was simply too sick to be saved. Two of our volunteers were with her when we said goodbye.
Run free precious little Apple. We will save another little one in your honor.
We named her Apple and she was 5 pounds of perfection on the outside and barely a year old. Inside, she was a very sick little girl. If love would have saved her, she would be in a loving foster home tonight. 💕🐶💕😭💔
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Molly – For the love of a Senior Dog
The text message came that morning two years ago. Tzu Zoo Rescue needed a foster for a few days for 12-year-old Molly, whose “Mama” had been taken to a memory care center.
There had been Molly and Abby to begin with. Advertised on Craig’s List by the owner’s family, Abby found whatever person wanted her regardless of their motive, but Molly was passed over because she was “too old and too fat”.
On the way to rescue Molly, my husband and I discussed this sixth dog to enter our household. (We never WERE good foster parents…we always kept the ones who seemed too pitiful to put through another life change.)
Husband: you realize we have enough dogs already?
Same old conversation. La la la…
Me: Yes, I know. Stephanie says it’s only for a few days while she finds another foster.
Same old deal. La la la…
The vet brought Molly into the exam room when we arrived to pick her up. She looked up from the silver table top with large, questioning eyes. Eyes that would require drops every day to treat her dry eye, explained the vet, as he handed the vial of drops and a tube of ointment to me. (My husband would take Molly to the car…I handled all the doo-dads.)
She really was fat! Her belly almost drug the ground. But, she was so calm, so accepting. And her love was so unconditional, as we soon learned.
During the first couple of weeks, we discovered Molly was too fat to fit through the doggie door, but she would sit by the back yard door patiently until someone noticed she needed to go outside.
The big decision came when I wanted our vet’s opinion of her health issues. Probably week three. We announced to Tzu Zoo we were sending the adoption fee for this new love we had found. That way, we could relieve the rescue of Molly’s medical expenses and work her care into our family routine.
Our vet never really zeroed in on the cause of Molly’s obesity. She ate no more, no less than our other adult dogs. And trying to fill her up on green beans did not meet with her approval. So, we took her for exams and shots, etc as they were due and gloated on how much our vet and groomers loved this unassuming matriarch.
Molly loved her five doggy buddies and she adored us.
As senior citizens and having lost four dogs before Molly left us, we had a certain respect for Molly’s age and the short time she would probably be with us. We just determined to make the rest of her life as happy and comfortable as we could.
Molly left us so kindly, so gently. She laid down in the floor in her usual spot one Saturday afternoon as we all watched TV, just in the same manner as any other day. My husband suddenly said, “I think Molly just died.” I looked at her still form and knew. Just as she never gave us cause to be sorry we had adopted her, she left in her usual unassuming way.
We had Molly for 2 years, give or take a couple of days.
I hope at Rainbow Bridge I will be the Mommy Molly is waiting for. If not, I will know she is reunited with the poor mommy she had before Alzheimer’s separated them.
I love you, still, sweet Molly.
And thank you, Stephanie Jones, for blessing our lives with the beauty of parenting a senior dog. Such a sweet lesson learned.
Khance, The Senior Gentleman of the Entire Village
He came to us abandoned and confused but he left us surrounded by love! We picked Khance up two years ago from the Grand Prairie animal shelter after his family surrendered him at 13 years old. Khance had impaired vision, limited hearing and a strong heart murmur. His family no longer wanted an old dog but we wanted him! I will never forget picking him up. He bounced right out of the shelter as if to say, “Come on Miss Lana and lets blow this popsicle stand!” Khance was a beautiful doggie with a gentle soul and he had 3 angels that took him into their home and loved him like their own. Stephanie had Khance for several months and she will always remember his sweet temperament. Jessica fostered Khance and she would laugh at his quirky ways. Lori was his final foster home and she was with him today when he crossed the rainbow bridge. Thank you, Lori. ♥️
When we bring these babies into our home, we pour our heart and soul into them for as long as they’re with us. That’s what Stephanie, Jessica and Lori did for Khance and in return, he gave them his unconditional love. Fostering these senior babies, for how ever long they have on this earth, is such a gift. We have the best fosters!
Fly high sweet Khance! We will never forget you and we will always love you. Thank you for loving us! ♥️