December 26th 2009 8:47 am
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Logan...your absence was sadly noted at x-mas. May you be running free and happy.
Logan lived at a puppy mill for 4 years, he was the stud dog. He had no name, was kept caged, used and abused.
Eventually when the owner of the puppy mill thought he no longer fit the bill as a stud dog he was put up for auction. Yes, auction, so possibly another breeder could come along to buy him and continue his life of abuse. Or, if he wasn’t bought he probably would have been put down.
This is where a wonderful organization called the Bernese Auction Rescue Coalition comes in. They bought him, got him medical attention, and put him in a wonderful foster home until he got adopted. On June 6, 2008 Horst and I went to pick up our new family member. When I saw him I had tears in my eyes, he was so beautiful, and so scared.
We celebrated our 1 year anniversary in June, I left a message on his page because it truly was a celebration. Logan had overcome so much in a year, he was a different dog.
When we first got Logan, I’m not going to lie, it was hard. He barely moved, spent most of his days in our 1/2 bath where he was comfortable. We never pushed him, always let him do things on his own time schedule. Each day we spent quiet time lying with him and petting him. We started taking him for walks everyday and that was when we got our first glimpse at the dog who was waiting to come out.
We made progress, and had setbacks, working with Logan was like nothing we had ever dealt with. We’ve always had rescues but Logan was in a whole different category. I remember after a few months had passed wondering if we were just going to be Logan’s caregivers, which was fine, or we would eventually breakthrough and show him life could be good and people could be trusted.
I don’t have an exact date or incident to mark the change but it happened. I do remember the first time he wagged his tail it touched my heart in a way I didn’t think possible. Every breakthrough brought us such joy.
As we were saying goodbye to Logan yesterday we knew our tears were for us, we would miss him but he would be fine. In the short time he was with us he went to the park everyday, up to the lake on weekends, had a vacation in Asheville at dog friendly B&B, came to Wilmington with us and saw the ocean, played with his siblings, and was constantly fawned over. He packed a lot of living into a year and a half.
On our drive home from the vet, without him, we didn’t think we could ever go through this again. We knew the risks of adopting an older dog going in and we knew Berners are susceptible to cancer, but we thought our dog would live to twelve. What happened wasn’t a total surprise but the pain that came with it was.
Yet this morning, although I’m still crying as I type, something happened. We brought such joy to Logan and him to us, isn’t it out of selfishness to not do it again? It doesn’t seem fair to not give what we gave Logan to another dog in need. So somehow Horst and I found ourselves looking at the BARC board this morning to see if maybe, just maybe, there’s another Berner that needs us as bad as we need him.
Rest in peace my dear sweet Logan, you will be missed every day you are not with us.
July 12th 2009 8:57 am
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I recently had my one year anniversary with my new family. Before them I had never known freedom as I was in a puppy mill locked in a cage since I was born, I was now four.
Here is a letter my mom sent to the Bernese Auction Rescue Coalition (BARC) thanking them for rescuing me and for bringing me into their lives.....
It was a year ago we picked up our beautiful boy Logan in Kentucky. I remember the anticipation of seeing him for the first time, of how beautiful he was when Patti brought him out. Meeting Logan in person brought tears to my eyes.
Logan was so scared when we got him. He was scared of people, esp. men, noises, doors, the house, and food. I guess pretty much everything. This was our first experience with a dog who had come from such a horrific situation.
In the beginning we pretty much let Logan do his own thing. We gave him lots of love and attention, even though he wasn't used to people fawning all over him he allowed it. We had our ups and downs, lots of them.
It is now a year and what a difference. Logan is a loving, happy boy who wags daily. When I come home he runs down to the garage door with our other two pups to greet meet. When we say the word "Walk" he barks uncontrollably (only time he barks) and runs up and down the hallway wagging his tail.
He now loves affection and always comes over so you can pet him.
We adore Logan, and every time we see a new personality trait come out it touches me in a way I didn't think possible. I want to thank all the people that made this happen, who without their help we wouldn't have Logan.
I want to thank Abbey for fostering him, Patti Johnson for helping arrange the adoption and for suggesting we consider Logan even though he was a little older than we were originally looking for, Mary Ann Monte for helping arrange for transport, and Patti Finley who drove from Kentucky to Missouri to pick up Logan so we wouldn't
have to drive so far.
Thank you all for the wonderful work you do and for bringing such joy into our lives by allowing us to adopt Logan.
Lisa, Logan's Mom