Welcome to Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue

Tria
TRIA 4/18/2023 BB (formerly Tria) covered more ground in her lifetime with three legs than most with four. We will miss her enthusiasm and good nature.

Truman
We had to say goodbye to Truman today. His body said enough - that it was time. Even though he hurt, felt sick, was tired he never wavered in his sweet demeanor. When you spoke to him his tail wagged, his face turned upwards toward your voice and his eyes smiled. That was Truman - joy encapsulated in his frail boxer body. It was only fitting that as he took his last breath that the heavens opened up and the angels cried for our loss. For those of us who had grown to love him so deeply, for those who will never know his sweet face and for his brother who has to go on alone without his brother's guidance, security and love. Those angels’ tears were only for us. Because in their arms they held Truman who brought his joyous qualities to their world to light the heavens above with the joy and exuberance that only a boxer can possess. Truman we will miss you.

Tsunami
Sixteen hours. You were loved fiercely for sixteen hours. Tsunami was pulled from a shelter in Tennessee on a Friday afternoon, by the collaboration of two caring Boxer Rescues (East Coast Boxer Rescue and Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue) and several very special volunteers. She was taken to her temporary foster home, with the intent for her to hang out for one week until being transported by a group of other volunteers from her Tennessee temp foster home to her Minnesota hospice foster home. But Tsunami had other plans. Tsunami’s health took a drastic turn for the worse overnight. She was brought to a vet Saturday morning, where it was decided the only humane thing to do was to help the sweet baby girl pass over the Rainbow Bridge. She was surrounded by love until her final breath. Run free, Tsunami! Know you were loved and you mattered.

Tucker
"Tucker came to live with us a little over a year ago. He loved riding in the car, loved treats from the bank and loved attention from everyone. He liked to ride in the Polaris with Jim and his fur brother, Charlie, but he rode in the back on a bed so he was more comfortable. Most of all, Tucker liked when we got down on the floor with him. He would inch over little by little until he was in my lap getting belly rubs, kisses and special treats. He is missed by all, but the most by me as he was always with me in the house. Forever my friend!" ~ Kathy