Mouse the Cat
My cat, Mouse, is featured in the Happy Tails section of your website. It breaks my heart when I looked at that picture this afternoon as I had to have her euthanized this morning. Her age caught up to her and her quality of life was suffering. She passed peacefully on her down blanket with many hands providing her comfort. She was a wonderful member of our family. We will miss her.

Petee
This story is continued from Little Boy Seamus's story on our Happy Tails page. "While I lived in the Bensalem area I adopted 2 other dogs from you and I am sad to report that they have both passed on. Petee who was named "Floyd" at the time of his adoption died of kidney failure last year. He was a sweetheart and loved to be on the couch with us every night especially after a long trek out with the horses. The beagle/border collie in him loved chasing the horses and sorting them out to his pleasure. He had a great life and his passing came upon us quickly. The first dog I adopted from you was known as "Lady" and was renamed "Mollie." She had terrible separation anxiety (hence our adoption of Petee whom she loved). Mollie was also a brindle but small and may have been a terrrier/keeshound mix. Mollie died about 3 years ago of a brain tumor. She was also not sick for long and is greatly missed by us and Seamus in particular. I just wanted to thank you for the hard work you do to help these wonderful creatures find homes. Keep up the great work! Julie"

A Tribute to Motius, a Miracle Worker
George (yellow lab, 1993-2006) was getting on in years when Motius (cocker spaniel, 2005-2008) was introduced to him by a good friend, Megan, who lives in southern Virginia. Although no longer very tolerant of puppies in his last few years, George thought that Motius was ‘his’ puppy. He was the only puppy that George allowed near his arthritic body and the ONLY being that George thought enough of to even attempt playing ‘catch the tennis ball’ with, his former favorite game. George developed a neurologic condition which at one point in 2006 caused a short-lived paralysis that would not allow him to move anything except his tail and eyes. We brought George home from Penn the day that it happened thinking it was his last night with us. Per chance, Motius came to our house that day to visit. He started nudging George to play with him. Rather than growl at him, George started to respond. After several hours of intermittently sleeping and trying to move, George got off the couch and started humping (!!) Motius. We never learned what caused the paralysis but he came back to us for a few more months before we had to put him to sleep. It's ironic and extremely sad that Motius died at such a young age (3) after infusing life into our tired lovable lab. For some unknown reason, he developed a condition, common in cocker spaniels, which causes problems with clotting blood. One Saturday afternoon, Megan noticed little red spots on his stomach. When they started to get bigger, she took him to the emergency vet. Despite intensive treatment and blood transfusions, Motius left us just two days later. Maybe Motius gave up some of his life to let us have George with us a bit longer. Thank you, Motius. We love you and hope that you are with George waiting for us on Rainbow Bridge!

Coco
Shortly after I bought my house I came to your facility to look at some of the dogs that were available. I saw two puppies that were brother and sister, approx. 8 weeks old. I fell in love with them. The female puppy just lay in the back corner and would not come to the front of the kennel. Her brother was was more out going, so originally I had wanted to adopt him. As fate would have it, the puppies were not available until the following day. I was there first thing in the morning and another woman was there ahead of me. She adopted the male puppy. I in turn adopted the timid female. Once out of the shelter, she came out of her shell and blossomed into a beautiful girl. She became my best friend and companion. We spent time in the Poconos and went to the beach. Having been part Lab. she loved the water. Coco was a very intelligent girl. She had a huge toy box and was able to identify her stuffed animals by name. There was not a day that passed that she would not bring a smile to my face. Unfortunately, Coco became ill in November 2007. She developed a cough that did not resolve. I took her to the vet and the x-rays revealed a large mass on her lung. The medications that she was placed on helped for a short time. On December 18Th 2007 I had to make the agonizing decision to help her cross over rainbow bridge. There is not a day that passes that I do not think about my baby girl. She is deeply missed. The picture below is of my best friend. Sincerely, Coco's Mom

Gretchen
I found your Rainbow Bridge section -- which immediately brought tears to my eyes. You see, I part-time fostered and then permanently brought home my beloved Gretchen -- a senior Dobergirl. She was the best dog ever -- yet no one adopted her. She was at the Northampton Co. SPCA for 2 years. Interest only started to spark in people after they saw her prancing around the hallways and her kennel in rhinestone collars -- with me dutifully following behind her on our trips back to my mother's house. Gretchen died November 5, 4 days after I was able to bring her home for good. When I adopted her -- I found out almost a month before that she had terminal cancer. She and I had a lovely 10 months together -- perhaps the best ever for us both. We went everywhere together -- the shelter staff used to say that if someone was looking for me -- all they had to do was look for Gretch because we'd be side by side.