I will be posting a series of tributes written by Notsuredomus, another fellow dog-lover who has rescued and fostered many dogs.  He has several tributes to those who have gone to visit the Rainbow Bridge.  More may be found on his website, The Familiar Spirit.

His preface:

This blog is dedicated in loving memory of my familiar spirits. These Animal Angels have been my best friends, my protectors, my teachers, my dogs, my heart.  Teaching me the values & ethics no people ever had (save my grandmother). They taught me to know love, loyalty, devotion, courage and heart.  To know them with out limits and to have them with out condition. I would not be the person that I am today had not been blessed with those tremendous spirits.

When I close my eyes, I can still feel you by my side

and you will always SHINE INSIDE!


Now, about Lady, his rescued Golden Labrador Retriever:


Lady
 was a yellow lab and she passed away august-17th 2010. I rescued Lady from the Lancaster animal shelter a little over a year ago. She was very old arthritic covered in moles and cysts and stuck in a cage with 4 other dogs. Lady was a day from being euphonized and I felt I had to take her. I new nobody else would. The people at the shelter thanked me for choosing the oldest one with the worse health. She had been neglected and abused her whole life. She wanted nothing to do with me. She was food aggressive. She growled if you put your face anywhere near hers. Snapped at me when tried to help her up. What people must have put her through to make her this way troubles me, it is not in a dogs nature to be that way. Slowly I gained her acceptance and eventually her trust. It took over a month before she wagged her tail for the first time with out promise of food. another month to teach her she didn’t need to worry about food. 6 months after I rescued her from that shelter I was returning from a hike and I heard her howling. She was calling for me and I new then that the walls were now gone she loved me and missed me. The only thing that I was not able to get her over was the flinch she always had which accompanied an unexpected touch it angers me to think what she must have gone through to expect pain to accompany any human contact. The best years of her life spent in pain and/or isolation. I just wanted her to know what she never had before love, security, trust and a little happiness. Lady died  3 days ago and her last hours were spent in my arms hearing my voice and knowing she was loved. I will always love her and rescuing her was one of the most worthwhile things I have ever done, in  my futile attempt to in some small way make up for what my kind had done to her. Lady you will always hold a special place in my heart.