Our Brody: A Remembrance
By Nancy Gelbhaus
I need to tell the world what a beautiful little boy Brody was. So, please just indulge me a moment.
When we first got him from the Colorado Springs Humane Society, he was not used to being in the house. He had been left in a yard where he experienced seizures regularly. He had not had his shots and was still intact. After many days and nights bringing him into the house, he learned that it was more fun to be with all the little fur family, especially Jacks, our collie. Being a smart, little sheltie, he soon caught on and with his agility, he showed potential as an urban search and rescue dog. With no hesitation, he was soon walking up a ramp onto planks on sawhorses, crossing an open span and reversing direction.
Because he had not been house-trained, we used belly bands for a short time. When he saw me with the belly-band, he would run over to me, lean on me and lift his leg to have it fastened.
Hope had the idea of setting an alarm on my cell phone for his medication times. Whenever he heard the music, he ran to me for his treats.
Brody was like living with a five-year-old boy, always happy and willing to help. He was excited about mornings, waking and seemingly asking, “Okay, what are we doing today? Let’s get going!”
Much of his six months with us were spent at our country house in the Four Corners area. He walked in the woods always on our heels, following deer trails, and by the lake, smelling wildflowers.
He was a tease and, although our Brussels Griffon would scream occasionally at him, they were the best of friends. He and Jacks were great companions and he emulated his “big brother’s” best traits, particularly how to take care of the “littles.” He would find and lead me when they wanted to get on or off the bed.
One of his favorite games with us was to scratch at the kitchen door to go out, push the door closed and then scratch again to be let back inside. Second verse, same as the first.
Because of the way he would slide through a room, Brody picked up the nickname of Kramer. Usually, there was no damage. However, as he bounded through the garage one day, he knocked over an unopened gallon of white paint, resulting in a huge puddle. Amazingly, he avoided stepping in it. He didn’t bring us to the scene of the crime either. Here was the real-world test of the RMCSR application question of, “What would you do if your dog made a big mess?” Our answer is that we were laughing as we used a dustpan to scoop up the paint, imagining what “Kramer’s” flailing legs must have looked like.
Unfortunately, Brody’s seizure activity continued with increasing frequency and severity despite several different medications and dosages. After we protected and comforted him as he would have one, he expressed his love with licks while looking in our eyes. At the end of his last seizure, his eyes were full of tears and we knew he no longer had the quality of life that he had so enjoyed.
We know that RMCSR gave Brody and us the best possible care and we are so appreciative of everyone’s caring support, especially Hope and the Board.
Hi friends and family,
It is with a heavy heart that I send this message out today. Our dear sweet Toby went to the vet this morning as he has been having issues of late, not eating like usual, needing out to go potty more frequently, etc. We called the vet and she thought she'd better check him out and when she did she found a huge tumor in his stomach. We were thinking positively - that is was benign and contained and he would be back home with us in a few days. Sadly, that was not the case. When our vet got in there during surgery she found Toby's spleen had a lot of cancer and also his liver. She said it was an indication it was an aggressive fast growing cancer. She felt he had only had it a few weeks. She did not bring him out of the anesthesia but sent him on to his next forever home.
When we adopted Toby in November of 2013 poor thing, he had had a rough time....we gave him a forever home and he has been such a wonderful addition to our family. He was very loved and I at this point can't quite think of the days ahead without him...but he will always have a special place in our hearts. Even Mittens our Siamese kitty loved him so much! My heart is breaking right now.
So, if you come to the house he won't be here to greet you and wag his tail and nuzzle up for so love....
Love and hugs, Ruthie
Treve crossed over [the Rainbow Bridge] at 130 yesterday. I shall miss his head in my lap, and that soulful expression of his :-) He was pure collie in the truest sense, beautiful, sensitive, sweet, well-mannered, and loved by all that knew him. And he was definitely a talker! He would go outside and look around and bark, as if to say, "is anyone out there"? He was with us for seven years, but that was not nearly long enough.
Safe travels, sweet boy... 'til we meet again♡♡♡
Honey and Shep
My Honey's brother passed away last night in his owner's arms. We lost our Honey less than a month ago. These twins are now reunited over the Rainbow Bridge - running and playing. Thank you Shep and Honey for all the happiness you brought into our lives. Rest in pease Shep (4/11/17) and Honey (3/16/17). We love you.