|Saved, one happy Boy...|
Several months ago, we took in a little girl into Clancy's Dream who was a senior dog and very active. She was with a Foster, and after a few weeks, they mentioned that they would like to keep her, it was perfect. Just a few days after that statement, the unthinkable happened, her attitude changed, issues occurred, and this was not the same dog. When they called me, I said: "take her to the Vet, and let's get her checked out." I called the Vet and talked about her behavior and made an appointment as soon as they could get her in. On my way to Louisville to get her, the Veterinarian called with bad news. She had gone into a seizure and would not come out of it. Knowing the Vet and trusting his opinion, and after everything was tried, he was sure it was a brain tumor. Nothing helped at all, and the decision was made to take the pain away and let her pass with dignity.
We try so hard to make Clancy's Dream and the Nellie Effect happy, pleasing, and safe, but at times, it's not, it hurts deeply. She had a private cremation, and she came to the farm with our past dogs and became a part of Clancy's Dream along with The Border Collies of Dogwood Ridge. When her ashes were picked up, I called her Foster parent and told them they were here. When time allowed, the Foster came up, and we took that walk down the driveway to a place under the tall trees, where the sun shines through an open canopy and wind chimes that sing with the breeze. Our Senior rescue girl was home, and we sprinkled her ashes to forever rest with Clancy, Mollie Abbie Nellie and friends and rescues dogs who also passed before...
|Several days after the Fosters Dogs passed, this was found and the photo was sent to me, sweet but sad memories|
Walking to the gravesite, I noticed the wind chimes tinkling and thought how normal and pleasant it is every time I visit. After her ashes were scattered, we hugged, and I said, "I'm so sorry," and I was. We talked about the dogs that have crossed the bridge, at one point, our Foster said: "the wind chimes are singing, but there is no wind, look at the leaves." "It usually happens this way," I said, "but I believe they are talking to us," and in my heart, I know they are...
very day our Foster came up to spread the ashes, she also transported a dog
that had significant medical issues who was picked up for us from another
state and she had been doomed until this day. Later that day, that very dog
was transferred to a Foster who would treat her special needs and has. Fate has a funny way of working when one door
shuts, another one opens. Laying to
rest, our senior girl was heartbreaking, but today our special needs girl is
thriving and living in a home where she is loved and coddled and well on her
way to recovery and a new life. There are many happy moments here at the farm but sad ones too.
Just this Saturday another Border Collie was adopted from the farm, and as I walked to the main gate to open it as the adopters left, I walked by Clancy's grave. As it is a custom when I approached Clancy's resting place, I heard the sweet tones of the chimes, but this time I heard "One more is saved, but more are coming." Ken
My life as a rescuer:
My life as a rescuer: