Welcome to Rejection Collection Boxer Rescue

Diesel/Goof
GOOF (fka Diesel) Bio: Goof was the sweetest dog I have ever owned, I adopted him and found out shortly after that I was pregnant. We spent 2020 on walks and hikes through the woods near our house in Connecticut and on a road trip to Utah to visit my family. If you asked if he wanted to go for a walk, you had to be ready. Even walking near or touching the leash would result in "boings," he would leap straight up int the air and continue with as many high jumps as he could (record of 8 in a row). Goof was never far away, he followed me everywhere. We ran every errand together, snuggled, cooked together, ran, walk, and played. When the baby came he was so eager to be the "big brother, " he was so gently and loving. He spent the long nights awake with me and the baby, participated readily in "tummy time" and seemed very happy to be a part of a family that loved and wanted him. We took him on many trips in the northeast so he could see the world and expand his horizons beyond the broken down car he lived in while in Ohio. He loved the ocean, sleeping outside during a nice sunset or fall day with a light breeze, and car rides. His favorite food was freshly grilled steak and the Babybel cheese in the red wax. He hated his nails done and it cost 1/4 of a Babybel cheese per nail in the beginning. lol. I loved walking Goof, i loved that he was happy, even when he started needing his wheelchair. I would carry him around the house and he was a big rag doll, happy to just go limp and let me care for him. Everyone loved Goof, he was a regular at the local coffee shop. He declined the milk bone but liked the whipped cream. He came to work with me and snoozed by my desk and accepted scratches from all the employees. It's hard to write this bio and express everything Goof truly was, there is just such a big hole in my heart and life right now. Why he passed: Goof was a pretty happy and healthy boy when we adopted him, he gained weight and was very active for about 2 years. He became progressively weaker in the rear legs and after some testing we realized he had DM. I wanted to give him the best prognosis possible so we did physical therapy and laser therapy for another 6 months until it was apparent he was losing the ability to walk without assistance. We got him his wheelchair and continued our 2 walks a day plus his therapies. His favorite thing in life was going on walks and I was going to make sure that part of his life never changed. He did really well for another 12 months in the wheelchair but he began losing weight rapidly. (10 pounds in 2 months), all his testing (bloodwork, ultrasound, x-rays) were all normal). His appetite was finicky but he was hand fed all his meals for over a year and would eat if you sat with him and fed him. As you probably know, with the loss of his legs he was fecal and urinary incontinent and needed bladder expression 4-6 times a day. He got frequent bladder infections the last 3 months which I managed but towards the end I could not control it, cultures showed resistance to most antibiotics. It was hard medicating him because then the medicine upset his stomach and he wouldn't eat. I gave him up to 2-4 baths a day to keep him fresh and clean, washed his beds (2) daily to keep them rotated. Goofs legs began to fail in the front and he was getting weaker and tired. I knew that this point that it was getting unfair and only a large amount of meds were keeping him comfortable. I reached out to Tracy (foster mom) and she made me feel like the hard choice I had been contemplating was right. She said, " The most loving choice we ever get to make is letting them go with dignity, knowing how much our heats will break. " My heat is broken but I could not be selfish, especially to such a selfless and kind friend. He passed peacefully, full of beef brisket and cheese, on 7/24/23

Lexi
After we lost our first boxer in March 2022, my daughter and I knew we’d get another one someday, but I wasn’t sure how soon was too soon. I looked online here and there but nothing stuck out until Lexi. Exactly 3 months to the day after our first boxer past, we were driving a few hours away to meet Lexi. I was nervous how she’d be with us and Thor. SHE WAS PERFECT!!! She walked up to Thor and they acted like they have been together forever. No new dog barking, just walked with each other. She was loving on my daughter and the rest is history. When she first walked in the house, she walked straight to my bedroom and jumped on my bed and laid down. She knew she found her forever home. Second day we had her, her and Thor walked perfectly on the double leash. She loved to snuggle up to us. She didn’t like being kissed on the snoot but loved her forehead kissed. If you made the kissing sound, she’d come running and put her forehead by your lips. She loved everyone and every dog. She loved all our mini road trips we took. We did some fostering and she loved to snuggle with those dogs too. She used to run wild and play rough in thr yard with her fur siblings. Sadly, Thor passed away in April 2023, Lexi had a rough time. We took her to doggy daycare and had dog play dates but she never “played and ran” with another dog since Thor passed. We bought our first pop up camper in May and Lexi was in Heaven. We had out in our back yard and I’d just leave the camper door open and she’d go run in and lay on the bed and people watch. Of all the time we had Lexi, I think she was the happiest in the camper. We slept in the camper for 3 weeks straight because otherwise she’d cry at the door to go outside. We made the decision to get a puppy and let Lexi help pick out which one. She loved her new sister Rory. We went to visit the new puppy every week to let them get to know each other. She ran and played with her a little. On August 3rd, Lexi has her first seizure and the vet put her on meds and a week later she ended up having 8 in one day. She passed away at home August 11th at the young age of 6. We were blessed to have her for 431 days.

Bugsy
"Bugsy was a wonderful boy. When he first came home, unlike the other boxers we've had in the past, he didn't attach himself to either myself or my husband. He loved us and we loved him, but it became clear when our daughter came home that he was meant to be hers, they have been glued together since. I could not have asked for a better dog to be my daughter's first dog. He was so loving and patient with her, even when she would accidentally be too rough or fall on him when she was learning to walk. He was her protector and her best friend. We grieve the loss of Bugsy for ourselves, but even more so for the loss of the beautiful friendship he and my daughter had together. We'll miss you so much sweet boy."

Max
Max crossed the bridge July 28, 2023 RCBR recently found out about the passing of Max, a Pyper’s Promise dog. Pyper’s Promise is RCBR’s scholarship program to keep dogs in the home if financial hardship is the only reason the family is looking to surrender a beloved family pet. Max had a host of allergy and skin issues that the family could not afford as well as not being able to afford prescription food. RCBR was honored to keep Max at home with Stephen and Vicki. Max was an emotional support dog for Stephen. Our hearts go out to the family.

Floyd
Floyd crossed the rainbow bridge on 4/25/2023. He was such an old soul and one of the best companions we have had. He is very much missed and left us with a void. Now he is running free with his sisters.