December 19th 2012 10:06 am
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My last entry talked about missing Maggie and I realized that was 2 years ago! Perhaps you are wondering what happened to her? Well it was quite an adventure!
Momma and I spent 3 weeks living at the cabin...well, three weeks off and on while trying to coax miss Maggie back home. We even set a live trap for her and she would have nothing of it. She was bound and determined to be on her own. The fox in the area though really enjoyed their brief stays in the trap because they were getting some fabulous meals!! The good news was that she stayed close to the cabin so we could keep tabs on her. She was getting thinner and thinner. The last time we saw her she had porcupine quills in her face and her ribs were sticking out.
Mom and I had given up hope. Mom spend the final night up on the mountain with her trying to get Maggie to come to her. Maggie was curious, but mom couldn't get her. So after a few hours, Mom said to her: "Maggie - I can't do this anymore. If you want to come live with me you are going to have to get in that trap so I can take you home!" and then we left. Mom drove all the way back to Denver with a very heavy and broken heart.
The next morning, Mom returned to work. At 8:00 a.m., the animal control team called Mom and said "We GOT HER!!!" Mom was so elated!!! She drove right back up there at that moment.
When Mom walked into the rescue center, Maggie looked at her and wagged her little tail. She was so happy to see her and couldn't wait to get in the car and go home. She has never left Mom's side since then.
It's rare for a story like that to end happily, but we all feel so fortunate that Maggie is such a survivor.
September 20th 2010 7:49 pm
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Please spread the POP for my foster sister, Maggie. For those of you who don't know, Maggie, got away from me last Friday and is currently lost in the mountains near Lake Granby, CO.
We were coming into the cabin (with me by her side) when she wrapped her leash around Mom's legs. Mom dropped the leash to get untangled as she was closing the door. She was spooked by something in the house and forced her way out. She is very good at this when she is determined. Mom followed her as far as she could until Maggie just disappeared into thin air (so it seems). She's so fast and far more agile in the mountains than either Mom or me. She was a terribly traumatized dog as a puppy mill mom just like me and afraid of every person, place, and thing. I tried to tell her that not all people are bad!! It was so hard for her though. She could make herself very small and hide in lots of places. She just didn't like human touch. She has only been here for only about 6 weeks which wasn't enough time for her to bond to us. I really hate puppy mills, more than I ever thought I could.
One of our wonderful GRRR volunteers lives in Granby with his Golden, Hacker and helped us search for her all morning on Saturday. We continued the search until dark on Saturday and again on Sunday until late afternoon and have the bug bites, scrapes, bruises, and barbed wire fence cuts to prove the effort. There is no sign of her anywhere and nobody in the area has seen her. She's hiding.
Leaving the cabin to come home was THE hardest thing we've done in a long long time and my heart can't break any more than it does right now. I know there is nothing else I can do for her, but it doesn't stop the feelings that I've let her down and the disappointment that I could not keep her safe.
We have notified the sheriff and the animal control officer for the area. An ad will go into the newspaper. I can only hope and pray that someone spots her or that she gets hungry enough to go to someone's house. My pain is somewhat eased knowing that there are a lot of people in the area keeping an eye out for her and that there is a GRRR volunteer in the area to help.
Please please please keep her in your prayers that she is found and safely returned to us. She deserves to have a good life!
Thank you for your love, support, and friendship.
May 5th 2009 1:56 pm
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Goodbye my sweet friend, Marley.
I love you!
February 9th 2009 5:51 pm
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Well...this is a very special month for me. Not only is it the love month where I can share my love with all my wonderful friends and family, but it is also MY month. Let me tell you why. :)
Well - I was one of 12 dogs selected for the Golden Retriever Puppy Mill Rescue Calendar and I'm Miss February. I get to look at myself every day ALL day for 28 days! BOL!! I feel so honored to represent such an important cause. If you want to buy a calendar just to see me, you can get one at : http://grpmrt.org.
Golden Retriever Puppy Mill Rescue is a very important cause close to my heart because I was a puppy mill mom!! Nobody knows how many puppies I have had, I can only hope that they all found wonderful homes and are being treated well.
The Golden Retriever Puppy Mill Rescue Team (GRPMRT) is located in Oklahoma and has grown from a small beginning in 1999 to a nationwide effort today involving hundreds of individuals and numerous Golden Retriever Rescues who have saved over 500 Golden Retrievers from puppy mills in the central U.S. This number is still growing, too! There were 10 of us rescued from the puppy mill that I was in...Please continue to help!
December 19th 2008 1:27 pm
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Merry Christmas to all my wonderful friends at Dogster!
I really miss having Mom type for me. She's been so busy with human things that it's been hard for her to even focus. :( She did promise that she would put my favorite Christmas poem on my page to share with all of you. Have a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year!
' Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
had just settled down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
"Now Dasher! Now Dancer!
Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid!
On, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"
August 19th 2008 9:39 pm
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Mom was finally able to put up my new pictures from my very first hike. It was such a new experience for me! I was a very good girl too 'cause I stayed right by her side the whole time. I got to meet two new friends, both from Golden Retriever Rescue, like me. Maui and Chaska. Don't you think Chaska looks just like Bonnie? I do.
Together, we all starting walking. I had no idea where we were or where we were going, but I knew I had to follow Mom. The hike was very steep and we had to cross rivers and waterfalls...ok, maybe they were just streams, but they were BIG to me! It was the first time I had ever done that. Maui and Chaska were much braver; they would actually lay right in the middle of the river!
We walked all the way up to the top of a big mountain. Mom said we went above what was called the tree line. You can see some of the pictures where the trees are below us. It was the peak of wildflower season and the flowers were taller than me in some places!
Oh...and Mom is in the pictures too. You can tell how much I adore her by the way I always look at her. Well, maybe I was a little worried that she might leave me. I was sure relieved when we got back to the car even if it was 3.5 hours later! That's saying a lot since I don't really like the car! Boy did I sleep well that night.
Anyway, it was really fun and I hope I get to go again!
July 6th 2008 1:59 pm
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Guess what? I had a birthday pawty with one of my dogster pals, Skooter yesterday. We had fun...although I am kind of embarassed that I got a little bossy with her. **blush** She was sharing her big tennis ball with me and when she wanted to play with it I growled at her.
Anyway, she had a fun swimming pool and her mommy gave me lots of carrots to eat. I love carrots! AND Skooter gave me a birthday present - a new Harley Hedgehog and a pigs ear!! Yum!!
I love Skooter (even if I didn't always show it)
July 4th 2008 6:07 am
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Mom tells me today is my Birthday! This is my second birthday with Mom. I don't really know what it means, but all I know is that Mom loves me very much and takes good care of me.
I am a lucky pup.
Today is also Independence Day. I guess it's appropriate that I should celebrate my birthday on Independence Day since I finally got my independence from that terrible puppy mill place. I still wonder what happened to all my children, but I will probably never know. I just hope that they are all safe and happy and healthy.
I have some wonderful friends on Dogster! Thank you to everyone who gave rosettes and gifts for my birthday today. You are all so generous!
Thank you...Lucy-girl, Nick, Duke, Squirt, Chloe, Taffy, Kiara, Millie, Bailey, Sissy *Paws* and family, Skooter, and Annie!
June 16th 2008 9:37 am
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I have been given the ALL CLEAR for my ears. The infection is completely gone. The bonus is that I lost 13 pounds and am now at a svelt 64 lbs. Doc says I look good!
Now for the bad news. I have to go back on dog food. Boo. I really wanted to stay on the potato and tuna diet, but mom says my new food will be sweet potato and salmon and that I'll like it just as much. Yea, right.
Oh well, we are just overjoyed that the infection is gone.
May 8th 2008 3:27 pm
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At the end of August, I received the most devastating news a pet owner can possibly receive…”Your dog has a deadly cancer called hemangiosarcoma. It is very advanced, there is nothing we can do, and we don’t expect her to live more than a month. Two at the most.” On September 11th that year, I lost my best friend, Angel. My best friend; the one who stood by me during some of the most excruciating times of my life was now facing her own. It was only right that I stand by her until the very end. And that’s what I did as I lay on the veterinarian’s floor and held her as she took her last breath.
No, this story isn’t about Angel, but it does set the stage for my heartache when I came to GRRR and the one who has turned it around. I never thought I would get another dog or even yet, another Golden Retriever. I just couldn’t replace Angel, felt so guilty at the thought of it, and didn’t want to go through the pain of loss again. I was having a hard time with closure.
Fast forward to January 2007; feeling at an all time low after weeks of being cooped from all the snow, I was missing Angel terribly, even a year and a half later. One Saturday morning, I decided to peruse GRRR’s website to find out what it would take to adopt. I didn’t think I was ready, I just wanted to look. I cried for hours as I read the stories. I filled out the application and by Saturday night they contacted me. We talked for what seemed like hours about the dogs. I made an appointment to go to “the hut” on Sunday to meet a few of the dogs. Not expecting to find “the one” that day, I saw 5 wonderful dogs, but not “the one”, so I told Mary I would think about it. Before, I left I asked about Emma Jean and Mary said, “Are you sure? She’s the one who gets sick in the car.” I said yes and so off she went to get Emma Jean. When they walked in the door, Emma walked in behind Mary and hid behind her the whole time. At first, I wasn’t sure what to make of her. She was so shy and she looked so incredibly sad. Mary and I went outside to take her for a walk in the snow and she was absolutely perfect on the leash! All of sudden, something possessed me and I knew I couldn’t let this girl go to anyone else. She was “the one” and within 24 hours of filling that application, I was a dog owner again.
Emma was one of 10 dogs rescued in November 2006 from a puppy mill nightmare in Oklahoma. While I did not personally witness the horrible conditions, I have read and heard the heartbreaking stories. All of the dogs had been traumatized and it is unbearable to believe that anyone could treat such beautiful animals in such a deplorable way. Emma and her puppy mill family had angels watching over them that day and were fortunate enough to receive the help or our wonderful GRRR volunteers.
So begins our adventures. When Emma arrived at my house a few days later she was incredibly depressed and afraid of everything, especially people. The minute that someone would walk in the door, she would run out the back door and peek her head back in. Any movement toward her would send her running or she would just hide behind me for protection. The cats were a totally new experience and that first smack on the nose was scary. And playing? Forget it; she didn’t understand what all the toys were for. The car was the ultimate torture since she would get sick every time! It was painful to watch, but I knew I could help her.
Our first task was to socialize, so we started taking short walks every day, purposely seeking out areas where people would be. Emma would freeze and hide behind me at the sight of another person until that person passed us. Each day we held the same routine and each day we would see 1 or 2 new people. Everyone wanted to pet her and she would freeze every time! I would explain the situation to them and asked them to let her come to them on her own conditions. I was met with incredibly supportive and understanding responses. Each day, Emma grew more and more brave. Within a month she had stopped bolting when someone came in the house. Within two months she was tentatively approaching people and by the third month she was wagging her tail when someone came in the house. With continued support and love from everyone she met, she started to shine. In April, she made her debut at the Golden Retriever Spring Fling put on by GRRR. While she generally stayed close to me, she ventured out to meet some of the other wonderful people and their Golden buddies. A few days later she attended the kite festival in a nearby park. There were hundreds of people and although I knew she was nervous, she remained calm. Her ultimate test was to walk the Furry Scurry in May and she did fantastic!
Emma is now a completely different dog. While she is still cautious, she confidently approaches people with a wagging tail and greets everyone at the door. She has learned what the doorbell is and barks when it rings. She still stays close to me at all times, but no longer clings and can often be found lying in the sun or entertaining herself with a toy. She loves to run wildly in her big backyard while tossing her toys in the air and chasing them some more. She walks confidently by my side without a leash, which I have been lucky enough to experience since the first day we started walking. She has figured out the squirrels…well, they have figured out how to torture her, but she has figured out she can chase them. She has the most beautiful coat and thick bushy tail and absolutely loves to be brushed! She’ll usually fall asleep while I do it. She has incredibly great manners and would never step on your feet or get in your way. While these may seem like the normal, basic actions of any good dog they are! But for Emma and the other Golden’s from the Oklahoma puppy mill they are huge milestones.
What are her challenges? SIT. But to me that seems so trivial in the grand scheme of what she has accomplished. She still gets sick in the car, but short rides are better and Dramamine is a wonder for those long drives.
Emma has turned out to be the most incredible dog and I can’t tell you enough how proud I am of her. She has blossomed into the most beautiful butterfly and I truly believe I found a Gem. Her beauty, grace, and strength are an inspiration. I truly believe my sweet Angel had a paw somewhere in this to make sure that Emma and I found each other. I have found another best friend who I will stand by until the very end.
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