Welcome to Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue

Gabby
I have had a hard time writing this tribute to Gabby. Everytime I go to write it, the tears just flow. I received Gabby in July of 2020. At that time I had been without a female boxer for 3 years. As Gabby realized she was safe and loved, she became a happy, vibrant, loving dog. She was a true blessing to me. Her favorite toy was those awful noisy pigs. She would take that thing and throw it up in the air and chase after it. That is unless she threw it up on the roof of the garage. She would always take her paw and grab my arm to demand belly rubs. She was most persistent. I think I miss that the most. I had Gabby for a little over 3 years. Which was not long enough. She filled a hole in my heart I didn't even know was empty. I'm not sure who rescued who. I would like to thank Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue for letting me love Gabby and give her the best 3 years of her life.

Gabby
Gabby was a sweet senior lady that captured the heart of her foster mama, who eventually became her forever mama. RCBR was more than happy to give you a fantastic retirement home before you crossed over The Rainbow Bridge with your mama by your side.

George
Georgie was my COVID foster. When the shutdown happened I knew I would have the time on my hands and our house was feeling a bit empty. Georgie came to us just out of a tumor surgery and heartworm positive. He showed lots of boxer spunk and personality. Georgie was adopted out in May. Fast forward a few months and I was notified that Georgie was being returned to the rescue. I knew right away he was meant to come back home. It’s always hard letting a foster go but the drive home after dropping Georgie off was by far the hardest one yet. Bringing Georgie home the second time felt like he had never left. Georgie was by my side when we lost Jake. He helped me pick up the pieces. The last 9 months of his life were not the easiest. He had lost function in his hind end. He found a second spark once he learned how to use his borrowed wheelchair. But towards the end his pride and dignity slowly faded. In the end, he passed very quickly. Which tells my heart that he knew and was ready to embrace it. He is free from discomfort and pain. He gets to run around and play with his brothers on the other side of the bridge. My sister sent me this message and I think it holds true for this exact moment: “You know, I got to thinking about it and an animal's death means more to people than to the animal. Animals don’t understand death, so they don’t fear it like humans do. To animals, they are just alive. They know no death. They are there and then they are not. So they are going to go “out” feeling the same way about you as they did from day 1 and every day after. There’s no fear, sadness, remorse, nothing for them. So you may feel bad because you’re losing him, but he will not be fearing death, or sad because he’s dying, or pain from something you’ve done. “ #georgieporgie

Gertrude (Gertie)
From an Alabama kill shelter to Ohio....stopping for her freedom burger along the way.... she was perfect. Loved every single person she met. Enjoyed other dogs and napping in the sun. She was loved from the moment she got into her chariot to start her new life. Her passing was unexpected. Going in for a mass removal and going into respiratory arrest due to a mass on her epiglottis. There never seems to be enough time to prepare for saying goodbye.

Grace
"Under a year of loving you, but enough love and laughter to fill up the earth ten times. My sweet old lady crossed the bridge to the side where all my other loves are waiting to welcome her - Lola, Frankie, Samson and all the thousands of animals I’ve loved in this life. It never gets easier. It never feels right. It’s never an easy decision. It’s never the right time. Grace, it was my absolute pleasure to be loved by you. Please remind the rest of the zoo how much I loved them and how much we still talk about them here on this side of the Bridge. Run free my sweet old angel."