I knew this day was coming but I wasn’t scared. I heard the diagnosis and I’ve been kept comfortable. There was never a day I didn’t feel loved from the time I was rescued from the shelter. I’ve always done my best to love and protect everyone and I admire my parents for making the difficult decision to not let me suffer. I fell asleep in their laps knowing I was the most loved pet in the world. This isn’t goodbye because I plan on continuing to watch over you from heaven. I love you Daddy and Mommy!
Our hearts are beyond broken this evening at the passing of our sweet Hudson. With the tumor in his lung it became increasingly more difficult for him to breathe and we couldn’t watch him in pain. It was obvious he wasn’t feeling well but it never stopped him from being the sweet guy he was. In all our years doing rescue we have never had such a gentle spirited dog that was as close to perfect you could ask for. I remember the day we discovered him in the shelter and he sat quietly in a kennel patiently waiting for anyone to go see him. I made eye contact with him and the rest was history. Although he was underweight when we brought him home to Muttley Farms he waited until the other seven we pulled that day to eat until he joined in. We could always count on him to look after the others including us. Each rescue is special but everyone that met Hudson new what a gem he was. There is a huge void for all of us now and nobody will ever take his place. I know we need to be thankful for the time we had with him but the sadness we feel at the loss is just too much. We loved him enough to make the difficult decision to not let him suffer and our last ride together included a stop to get a couple of burgers. His passing was peaceful and he knew how much he was loved but he took a huge piece of our hearts with him. Rest well sweet boy and I pray we meet again.
We lost another one of our precious babies. Layce came to us in 2008 after living outside constantly for 2 years without shelter. She was the sweetest little one you’d ever hope to meet. Even though we continued to try different treatments for congestive heart failure she continued to decline. Watching her daily struggle we decided it was time to end her suffering. Watching her relax in her Daddy’s arms after the sedative we knew we had made the right call. We are at peace knowing we did everything we could and that she knew how much she was loved. Both her Daddy & Mommy were with her when she passed but it was a very difficult decision to make. Her presence will be missed by all who live at Muttley Farms. Fly free, baby girl.....
It is with tear filled eyes I’m writing this post. We lost this sweet baby to congestive heart failure. She had been on 4 different meds twice a day but it simply wasn’t enough. Many of you might not remember her story but it’s worth hearing. We had just moved into our home in Valley View that would become the official Muttley Farms when I got a call from a person we had never met. They told us a dog was being abused by her college owner and she desperately needed a safe place to go. We were not ready for new arrivals at that point but that wasn’t Phoebe’s fault. We knew we couldn’t just ignore the call so she arrived about 2 hours later. When she first got here you couldn’t even touch her. She would scream and cower at any movement so we just had to be patient. Eventually she learned to trust us and she settled in with the rest of the gang. We had the wonderful opportunity of meeting a beautiful lady who came twice a week to help out around the house. Her name was Judy and she and Phoebe had an instant bond. After several months Judy asked if she could adopt Phoebe and of course the answer was yes. Phoebe continued to flourish under her care and learned that not all humans were bad. While we were away for New Years last year I got a call telling me that Judy was sick and in the hospital. We went straight from the airport to visit and learned her prognosis was not good. I was there when her family promised to care for her 2 dogs and Judy passed a few days later. Within a week I got a call stating Phoebe and her sister needed a place to go. Naturally they were both welcome and they arrived later that evening. Phoebe’s sisters name is Tara and she was adopted by a wonderful family but the decision was made that Phoebe would remain with us. She seemed very happy and was very loving and would often play with the other small dogs. She enjoyed her time with her Daddy in the recliner and would stay as long as he sat there. Phoebe’s health started to decline so we were at the vets office often. She was different in so many ways but that’s one of the things we loved the most. This is the hardest part of rescue. When they come into our lives they trust us with a piece of their heart. When they leave they take a piece of ours no matter how they leave. Her presence will be missed.