Max 1995-2010
Max was a loyal, loving dog. He was our extremely 'Hairy son". He gave us great joy & many laughs. Adopted in 1995 from a shelter not knowing he had parvo. A big "thank you" to Bay East Vets & staff for not giving up on our dog through thick & thin. For saving his life many times. We, our shoppe clients & I, are sure the staff at Bay East will sadly miss him. In the words of Dr. Zellmer, "He is now in doggie heaven & seeing the world without a tilted view". Drake & I will miss him dearly. Drake & Teresa Senn
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Kirby
11-9-2000 to 11-8-2010
Kirby has always been a very special dog. We got Kirby right before my husband and I got engaged, so she was our first "baby". Once we had children, she loved our boys too, and was so patient when they would climb on her or be little pests to her. Kirby has always been full of energy, and thoroughly enjoyed swimming, running, and playing outside. She was a happy dog, right up until her final days. Unfortunately her life was cut short. We miss her so much, especially her wagging tail, and friendly company. It brings us comfort to know that Kirby is finally able to run and play again without feeling any pain. We love you and miss you good girl!
Love ~ Konrad, Kari, Louie, Charlie and Frankie
In Memory of Rusty
We got Rusty the night before Thanksgiving from a shelter. We were super busy making holiday preperations and Rusty just watched us. When I started cleaning up and doing the dishes, he came over and laid on my feet. I knew at that moment that he was mine. Rusty, I miss kissing the top of your head and saying "who's the cutest?" I miss your smell (popcorn) and I haven't eaten it since because you're not here to share it with me. I miss playing catch, I miss you greeting me at the door, and so much more. I know you were meant to help me get over our other dog, Buddy, but we should have had you longer. Someday I will see you again, my furry friend.
Love,
Joan and Greg
In Memory of Tasha-
Sadly Missed by John and Larae
Tasha came into our lives one fine day when we had gone to the Bay Area Humane Society looking for a new companion. It was love at first sight! John & I knew we had to have that dog! The folks at the Humane Society were very pleased with our choice as they said she was 12 years old and that she would growl at us if we touched her food. They asked if we were sure we really wanted to adopt such an old dog. Nothing they said could our minds.
We knew she was the one, so we took her home 2 days later, February 14, 2006. It was the best Valentine's Day present we had ever given each other! It wasn't always easy with Tasha. She suffered from anxiety. But we were patient and understanding with her. It took a long time but she grew to accept our absence during the day.
I walked at least 1500 miles with Tasha over the last 4+ years. She loved to walk and smell the flowers along the way. She loved the back seat of our van so much, at times she refused to get out. She seemed to think it was her own little dog house. She loved to travel with us. She would sniff out the back side vents or just sleep. So many good times and trips we had! She really enjoyed sharing John's dinner each evening and then dessert at bed time!
Now the house is empty again. Our hearts are sad. We are so sorry you could not stay with us longer. We will always remember the fun times we had with our wonderful Tasha. You will always be a part of our family and in our hearts forever!
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Dayne
1/24/01 – 7/24/09
Dayne was such a special dog and loved by all who knew him. A gentle giant, he loved all people and animals alike. His most treasured time was spent with Cooper and Jade (his brother and sister) who miss him dearly. Dayne enjoyed the freedom of being outdoors. It wasn’t uncommon for him to chase away the wildlife on a hunting expedition. He will never be forgotten and will always be missed. We love you Dayne!
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Marley
4/20/94 - 4/8/09
Marley was a black Belgian Sheepdog. He loved spending time at the family cabin in Upper Michigan, and hanging out with his yellow lab sister, Dylan. He would smile at anybody who knocked at the door, which was sometimes mistaken for snarling, but anyone who knew him knew he wouldn't hurt a fly - because he could never catch them. He will always be missed.
Sadie
8/4/2000 - 2/21/10
Sadie, a Field Spaniel, was our first “baby”. There were so many things that made Sadie the perfect dog. She did a great job of breaking us in for parenthood. She was gentile with our babies, patient when they became toddlers (especially when they pulled on her long floppy ears) and followed them as they became kids, always wanting to be part of the action. Sadie was known for her wiggle butt and crooked smile. Sadie had a close bond with my father, whom we lost unexpectedly in January. It is ironic that we lost both of them within a month. They are both forever in our hearts and will never be forgotten.
Lucy
1/1/1996 - 5/5/2010
Lucy,
Your collar bell woke me during the night, but you were not there. Your bed was empty. Next I let you outside while I fixed your medicine. When I opened the door, you never came in. You don’t have to lick your feet anymore. You never did complain how your feet must have hurt. You are now resting along side your friend Maggie, with no more pain. Our house is awfully empty. We are sure we will see you later.
As always,
Your friends,
Gene and Dawn
In Memory of Traveler
Trav, Travy, Travy-Doo, Travel’in Man, T. It is said that one with many nick-names is much loved. I couldn’t agree more.
Traveler, a Black Alaskan Husky with white socks and chest, came into my life in late 1998. A musher that I know from the Upper Peninsula of MI had a litter of Huskies in which all of the young males were losing their vision. The musher made the trip to Green Bay to have the remaining one male with any vision, Traveler, checked by the local veterinary opthamologist. The diagnosis was not good for a competitive musher, PRA or progressive retinal atrophy. Traveler would be blind soon, nothing could be done to stop it. At the same time Trav was just 1 ½ years old.
Early in 1999, my musher buddy called and asked if I wanted a blind sled-dog. Of course I did, and he remained a part of the family for over 11 ½ years. He was probably one of the most laid-back dogs I’ve ever owned. He was very easy-going and loved to curl up on the couch or chair when he could. There were times that people questioned his loss of vision, as he could move around familiar surroundings without bumping into things. He certainly made up for his lack of sight with heightened smell and hearing. He loved hiking with his humans and pack-mates, often “feeling” his way down the trail. And, on the rare occasion that he did act out, what could you do? Who could get mad at a blind dog?
11 ½ years, there are a lot of stories in there…chasing workmen through the backyard of Bay East, acting as clinic blood donor for transfusions, stealing trout off of the grill, or just going for a ride to the biking trails because your body wouldn’t let you keep up with the others. Having to say good-bye after 11 ½ years, it was not long enough. I will always miss you, Traveler, and know that we will both ‘see’ each other again somday.
