The Hike

So my mom says I will have to wear a red bandana.....but she is taking me to the Tail of the Tundra hike this year...YIIIPPPPEEEE! I am even registered and so people can pladge for me to show me how much they luvs me:) She tells me I best be on my best dog behavior and listen very very doggone well.....I told her I will try my hardest! Here is the story she sent out to my friends and family and the link to try to get some pledges going, enjoy!

Hi everyone, Jodi here. Some of you know me as family, some as friends, others as rescue members that may have helped you gain a four legged family member.....still others I am your co-workers. What most of you all know is that this year has a particularly hard one for me, my brother and Naji. My dad fought cancer and on 2/2/07 tragically lost his battle with Sarcoma. This hit us like a ton of bricks all at once because honestly he was only really sick for the 3 weeks previous to his death. Losing a parent is nothing anyone can ever prepare for, especially one as special as my dad was to me....he was my whole world. Then 2 months later I had to make the decision to PTS my senior dog Codabear on 4/7/07 because he was failing miserably....I knew it had to be done, but that did not ease my pain any. The final straw for me came just 3 days later when my 8 month old foster puppy who I called Lil Lou and whom did have an underlying auto-immune disorder woke up in her crate already having crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge sometime in her sleep. I really thought she was going to get better and she was my comfort through my two previous losses.....I did not take this well at all. My dad and then two of my dogs all within two months, it seemed inconcievable. I will also mention that my dad was my only babysitter for my daughter when I worked for the last year, and so suddenly I was really a single mother. I am now having to start a new job, one that is more convenient and better with my childs school hours. There has been alot of change here in the Klein household:)
Now lets get to Little Eddie.......I fostered this little guy 2 years ago as a puppy. He came in at 4 months old on 10/4/05 and within a week was so sick he was fighting for his life from double pneumonia. The vets didn't know if he would make it. My dad that week was in Florida to see the phillies training camp games, what a hard week. When he got back and I told him how sick Eddie had been....and Ed made it home he almost immediately started begging me if he could keep Ed. I insisted on saying no and he insisted on begging for a long while. Then Christmas came and I gave up and finally hatched a surprise for dad. My brother and I went out and bought all the essentials, put a bow on Ed and thier fate was sealed:) Eddie bought my dad so much joy it can't even be put into words, he called Ed his son:) He always told me that he had the best bed cuddler and I didn't! Ed was a different dog upstairs with my dad, so serene and calm....an indian downstairs with my guys (we own a duplex together)! When my dad passed away, Eddie laid in his empty hospital bed for days until hospice came and took it away waiting for my dad to come back....it broke my brother's and I's hearts more then anything. My dad was a joker, silly...used to make up nicknames for all my foster dogs, I miss that. Ed stays with me now, he is the only link I have to my dad beside memories....and my dad was right, he is the best cuddler. Won't you please consider making a pledge to Eddie to support the rescue that has helped me and Eddie get through this horrendous year, the dogs really have helped me keep going and I know my dad would have wanted it that way:) Thanks for considering and sorry so long winded!

http://siberescue.com/Common/TailsTrails2007/pledgepaypal. html#Eddie

PWWWEEEEAASSSEEEEE pledge for me, thanks!

Little Ed

Support Needed!

I was once a shelter pup, abandonded there by people who didn't want me anymore at the ripe ole age of 4 months old...can you believe that? Then some really nice people from Tail of the Tundra came and picked me up and took me to me foster mommy (now my forever mommy) and I was ok for a few days. Then I got REALLY sick....my foster mommy came every day a few times a day to the animal hospital to visit me for a whole week and I almost didn't make it....but here I am! I survived due to the diligent care of Tails and there hope and faith in me that I could get better even when the vets had doubts......my foster mommy, said "just give him one more day to see if he turns around," and I did:) Since then I lived with my foster mommy's dad for while until he recently lost his battle with cancer and now I am back with her...safe and sound forever. So.....won't you please help Tails to help other dogs like me, or my foster mommy's last sick puppy Little Lou who wasn't so lucky and didn't make it past 8 months old......support them on September 15th with thier annual fundraising hike and picnic. Little Lou's sister is walking in her honour....you can find all the information at:
www.siberescue.com