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Sometimes a special dog comes along, bonds fast and furious to you and leaves too soon. That was the case with Hans, a young white deaf Boxer boy with a heart condition. Hans had gorgeous brown eyes that burrowed into my heart and soul and will stay there forever. He was a goofball most of the time, caused trouble half the time and loved and trusted me all the time. Hans thought he was a lap dog and cuddled up with me on the recliner every night to watch TV before bedtime. When bedtime came, he would rush to my bed to hog most of the bed for himself. In the morning I would wake up to Hans' head on my pillow and his hot breath in my ear. I was Hans' forever foster, we both knew he would never leave my home. Thank you, Hans, for entertaining me with your antics, keeping me on my toes with your naughtiness and providing love and comfort to me with your sweetness. Hans, you hold a special place in my heart for all you gave to me while teaching me about unconditional love and acceptance. I miss you so much. Love you forever, big white boy with the broken heart ~ Lucy Blake-Larsen Happy is now at peace and pain-free. Happy and Hugo (best buddies) were saved from a shelter in Georgia. They were then fostered separately in Wisconsin. Hugo got adopted by an amazing family and Happy moved to her hospice foster home, both in the same little town in Minnesota--what are the odds?! It is obvious these two were meant to be together until the end, and they were. Happy was with Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue for almost 3 months, where she knew nothing but love ❤️ ❤️ On her last day, she got to go for a car ride with the windows down. She then picked up her buddy, Hugo, and went for another car ride and to the park where they ate some yummy chicken and played in the mud. I was Hawkeye’s foster mom for nearly a week. While scrolling down Facebook it came to my attention that there was a Boxer in need and he was very close. He was an owner surrender at a high kill shelter and his days were numbered. I shared Hawkeye’s post with my husband and he said “go get him”. Luckily, Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue was already working on him and a volunteer was needed. The volunteer would pick him up and facilitate him until transporting him to RCBR. Hawkeye was tagged meaning he wouldn’t be euthanized and after he was vetted he could be released. We hoped that he would be a good candidate for wheels and adoption. I’ll let you know that I’ve been to war twice, which has caused me emotional issues and feelings of detachment. There was always a possibility that I could come home in a box with a flag draped over it. However, when Hawkeye was brought out I cried. I cried because he symptoms didn’t occur to their level overnight. I got right in his face and told him I was sorry I hadn’t gotten there sooner. My heart was broken and I knew he was scared. I’ve asked myself several times “what kind of person surrenders their defenseless pet who can no longer walk, control their bodily functions or protect themselves?” I’ve had people comment that I don’t know the reasons and I shouldn’t judge. I’ve tossed it around and honestly I cannot fathom any reason. Not a single reason for “Jerik” to abandon Hawkeye. He’s a pathetic selfish individual who should never be allowed to own animals PERIOD. Degenerative Myelopathy is an ugly progressive disorder that affects Boxers and several other breeds. My knowledge had been very limited until Hawkeye. After doing my own research and consulting with RCBR it was evident that this sweet boy’s symptoms were too far advanced. There was nothing we could do besides keep him comfortable and spoil him. Hawkeye spent his final days surrounded by my family who showed him lots of love. He had fluffy clean blankets, pillows, and a changing station to help him avoid laying in his own waste. He wore super hero underwear over his diaper to match his super hero blanket. He had a warm bath and enjoyed laying in the sunlight shining through the windows. He also enjoyed laying on the couch where he could look out huge windows and watch the squirrels race from tree to tree. He ate chicken, steak, shrimp, and cheeseburgers. I’m pretty sure his favorite was cheeseburgers! On his final day he spent time in the grass and he was smelling the air. It’s unfortunate he couldn’t be with us longer but I’m happy knowing he didn’t pass in the shelter alone. He passed with a belly full of cheeseburger, and I was there to hold his paw as he crossed over the rainbow bridge. I imagine he was walking, running, and being greeted by our boys who have passed on over the years. Oh, Henry! It is with the heaviest of hearts to share that Henry crossed the rainbow bridge November 30, 2022. Through the help of Rejection Collection, he rescued us March 29, 2020, and since then taught us so much – love, joy, kindness, patience, and perseverance. Henry was full of life! He loved any toy that squeaked, soaking in the sun, going for walks, cuddles, and going to work with his Dad everyday! He had slow progressing DM, but did not let that stop him from enjoying life. He simply adapted and never let it bring him down. We are forever thankful for being blessed with having the honor to be part of his life. Honey passed 3/18/2022 Heaven gained a new angel March 18, when we lost our beloved Honey. It was tough to see her health decline her last few weeks. Honey was adopted from Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue in Sept of 2020. When we picked her up, she jumped in our truck, just like she had been with us for years. She moved right in to our home and our hearts. Despite the neglect, and possible abuse, she experienced before her rescue, she was always sweet…unless you were a squeaky pig. At home, we have been exchanging pictures and videos we had each collected of her on our phones. These photos and videos of our sweet, funny and loving girl have helped us through our loss. We miss her dearly. Click a letter to find an animal or view all.
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