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Merry Christmas! This time of year always makes me think back to that dreaded week two years ago when Tucker was lost. Every so often I will read through the blogs I posted everyday that week and it never fails to make me cry. Recently, I was in the elevator at work with a new PR employee and she asked me if I once had a lost dog named Tucker. She someone found my blog and ended up reading my story about Tucker. We chatted briefly and as I walked away from her I was flooded with all those emotions I had two years ago when I would walk away from some kind person who promised to keep an eye out for Tucker. I think we get so caught up in our daily lives and we forget that love is all around us in the most unsuspecting places.

We see too much selfishness and hate everyday. People cutting people off, being reckless on the road, pushy people at the store or worse taking someone else’s life. When I catch myself having road rage or getting frustrated I have to stop and ask myself how we got here. When did we stop cheering on each other? When did we lose that neighborly feel where we take care of those around us? Why does it take a heartache to remember that love is alive? Why do we stop looking for the beauty in life everyday? It is always there, we just forget to stop and look around. We are constantly moving on to the next thing. The next appointment, the next email, the better position.

I admit, I am guilty of it. I haven’t slowed down and loved life and others like I used too. So since I can’t change the world, I will at least change the world in me.

It’s funny how Tucker’s adventure continues to teach me about love and living. Merry Christmas, and if you need a cry or just want to read Tucker’s Adventure, keep scrolling.

Day One

I hoped I would never have to say this…my sweet one year old black lab, Tucker, is missing. He was let out last night around 10 pm and escaped to the massive M street neighborhood in Dallas. We searched for hours and posted signs till late last night but we have not been able to find him. He was not wearing tags (of course) and he is not micro chipped. On the upside, he is super friendly, has on a red collar.

It is so upsetting to lose something. Not just frustrating but also makes you feel defeated. Along with feeling defeated I feel totally lost. Maybe tucker has no clue he is lost but if he does know I am sure our emotions are the same. I keep praying some sweet family or kind person has him and just can’t find my info. Let’s hope they find my info soon. Christmas would be awfully sad without Tucker. The 6th was actually our one year anniversary together. It’s always a rollercoaster with that guy- broken paw where he had to sport the cone of shame, ate a toad and drooled a ton, too much rawhide and almost died and the list goes on. But I love him to death- rollercoaster and all.

If you have any information please let me know. Please keep us in your thoughts.

Day Two

Tucker is still gone. It will be 48 hours at 10 pm tonight. I have really exhausted all my resources: ad in the newspaper, posts on almost every website, called all the vets in my area, have gone to the pound every day, posted reward signs, went to all the pets stores and dropped off signs, emailed neighborhood associations, emailed lab rescue in Dallas, emailed paws in the city, walk the neighborhood every evening to call for Tucker and hand out flyers, and have talked to a lot of great people in the area.

I still feel hurt and lost. I hope to find him soon. Like I said yesterday, I just feel defeated. I didn’t cry as much today but every night it is just so depressing that he is not laying there next to me. If you have any friends in the M street area, please spread the word about a missing male black lab in Dallas.

I am a Christian and I feel like everything in life happens for a reason. Maybe Tucker took a little adventure to show me how many people care about someone they have never met. I have met great neighbors and other random people, some friends that I have not spoken to in years have helped me, and so many friends and family have called me saying they care. It has really moved me and I so appreciate it! Words of encouragement and prayers are welcomed.

Keep praying for me and for tucker. I will keep you posted!

Day Three

Today is day 3 of Tucker being gone. This week has been so slow and so fast all at the same time. I still feel depressed and I am still so sad that Tucker is not here at home to greet me after a long day of work. I think the hardest part of losing something or someone who you love or who depends on you is the daily routine you have with them. I keep calling my roommates dog Tucker. Oh Tuck, wherever you are come home soon.

Back in college my friend Sammy and I always talked about how the news is so depressing and why hasn’t anyone published a ‘good news daily.’ So I will not pretend that I am ok or over it but I will let you know about the wonderful people I have come in contact with and those that continue to encourage me and give me hope.

I woke up this morning feeling sick so I stayed in bed for a little while and got a call from an unknown number. I held my breath as I answered hoping the person on the other end would tell me they had my dog. They did not (obviously) but it was someone who lived down my street and had received a flyer in their mailbox. Cindy was so worried about Tucker and she was almost in tears while talking to me. She asked if she could pass out my flyers and I said yes of course. After a ten minute conversation she asked if I would call her when Tuck came home because she was so worried for us. How nice!

At work, I got an email from one of my volunteers at Children’s saying she was so sorry. She also translated my flyer into Spanish just in case I wanted to post it. How thoughtful!!

I got another random unknown call from a man who saw a ‘found’ flyer and he wasn’t sure if it was Tucker. I thanked him and then called the other number. It wasn’t Tucker but the man said he would be on the lookout. How kind!

I got home from work about 5 and got all dressed for my afternoon stroll to yell “Tucker,” hand out flyers and hang up flyers. Many dog walkers took my flyer and said they would look for him. I turned on Monticello because my friend, Susan, told me that there was a Snoppy dog house in someone’s front yard and she always looked to see if Tucker was just chillin’ in there. As I got to Monticello and Greenville I looked over and there was Susan out driving around looking for Tucker. What a dedicated friend!

I met some really nice people along my walk, even someone who works at the Adolphus Hotel and helped with the Children’s Parade this past weekend. When I got home my mom called to see how I was doing and to tell me that her friend Vivian loaded up her yellow lab, drove from North Dallas and took Gypsy, her dog, for a walk in my neighborhood looking for Tucker. What a kind-hearted person!

These are all just stories from today. I could go on and on about all the nice people I have met, how great all my friends have been, how outstanding my boyfriend and family have been but it would basically be a novel.

Thank you for your continued support and words of encouragement. I need it. Also thank you if you are looking for Tucker or spreading the word. I have cried a lot because I am sad but also because I am so moved by how nice so many people are!  Thank you for continuing to help me through this hard time. I know Tucker appreciates it too…wherever he is!

Day Four

Sweet Tucker (or as my ESL students call him Tooker) is still missing in action. I have a feeling he is curled up next to some nice person and Tuck is thinking I am on vacation and just not back yet. I am still visiting the pound daily but no luck. I have a lot of hope that this weekend his temporary family will start looking for me. I just printed 300 signs at Kinkos and plan to post them tomorrow (some en espanol) so his keepers will hopefully see my info.

I cannot help but think about families that lose their child. At the parade this past Saturday this 5-year-old was lost from his family. He didn’t speak any English and you could tell he was fearful he would never find his way home (I remember that feeling when I was a kid). I sat there with him and got him a snack, water, a reindeer nose and just tried to comfort him. After the parade was over, his parents came to the ‘lost child pick-up’ and he started sobbing as soon as he saw them. It was that cry of ‘I am so happy to see you I thought this moment would never happen again.’ And the sad thing was his family didn’t even hug him to comfort him. It made me sad because if that were my kid I would hug them so tight that all their fears would melt away. I can’t help but wonder if God was preparing me for losing Tuck.

So enough sadness and on to the Good News Daily

I volunteered for the ‘Christmas is for children’ radiothon on 103.7 lite fm by calling past donors at the hospital from 10-2 today. Seeing so many kids walk around with serious illnesses made me thankful my worries were not as large as what these families were facing. I dropped off my boss and she gave me a great pep talk. She has had two labs and she was confident that Tucker was ok and made me feel better about it. I drove over to the pound and did not find Tucker but saw some familiar friends. As silly as it sounds I have started making up names for the dogs in the pound. There is Princess, the cocker; Sticks, the skinny golden; wanna be Tucker, the black lab that looks close to Tucker; and so on. I see these dogs daily and wish I had the money and the space to take them home. I would love them.

As I was walking through the pound feeling sorry for myself I got a call from an unknown number. Trying not to think this is Tuck’s temporary family, but still thinking it was them with the good news, I answered. It was a lady from 4 houses down calling to check in about Tucker’s status.  I filled her in and she asked if she could help hang up flyers. I said yes and she seemed excited to be able to help. We talked for a while and she was incredibly supportive. I have never met her before…she just received one of my flyers and wanted to help. I hope one day I can support her the way she is supporting me.

I went to my dad’s office Christmas party tonight and all his staff said they have been thinking of Tuck and praying for him. Afterwards, I headed to Kinko’s to make more flyers. I met a couple who has been married for about 4 months. They live nearby and went to OSU. I talked to them for a while about life and then told them about Tucker man. They asked if they could take some flyers to hand out. It seemed like they were going through some hard times with their family and Christmas approaching so I was happy to listen. I hope to run into them again.

At work, I am constantly asked if Tuck is back. About 5 people were standing around my desk asking about him and talking about how sad it was. I told them that I have been so moved by the kindness of those around me and they shared similar ‘good Samaritan’ stories. I think that has to be one of my favorite stories in the Bible. How wonderful that someone expecting nothing in return tried to help another. It makes me think of those Liberty Mutual commercials where people are helping people and spreading the love. If you have not seen these commercials youtube them. They make me tear up every time. In fact here is the link:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMwoexR1evo I feel like this video somewhat resembles how my week has been.

I am surrounded by tons of people who constantly show me love. And while it still hurts that I have lost something I can’t replace I just feel so blessed. God has a reason, what that reason is I am not sure. But I will keep the faith and keep trying. What else can I do?

Come home soon sweet Tuck!!

Day 5 and 6

Hard work pays off. I had always heard ‘you reap what you sow’ and I very much agree with that thought.

I woke up Saturday still sad that Tuck wasn’t here. So I got up threw some warm clothes on and ventured out to post signs. I went by all the dog stores first and met some really nice ladies. I saw my ‘lost dog’ flyer in the window at the Avenue Barket but thought maybe I should replace it with the ‘lost dog reward’ flyer. When I walked in the owner was with four customers but when she saw my flyer in hand she immediately stopped what she was doing and said : “Oh my goodness I am so sorry. I have posted this all over the store’s facebook, I have told all my friends, I am just so worried about you.” All the customers immediately started listening to our conversation. You could tell they were so sorry too.

Then I went to Pet Supplies Plus and Metropolitan Mutts, a moving dog shelter, was there. I told them about Tucker and they told me to email them so they would email everyone on their mailing list. All those dogs just sitting there in their cages really made me homesick for Tucker and sick at the thought that he might be in one of those cages somewhere.

Later, while I was posting flyers a lady on her morning walk came over to me and said she had seen my flyers and her and her husband think someone has him. They just haven’t found me. She also said she has been praying for me every night.

My friend, Amanda, agreed to help me post ‘Tucker baseball cards’ on some neighbor’s doors or mailboxes. So after posting a few more signs I met up with her at my house. I had 200 cards printed thinking we would cover so many blocks. After about the 6th block we were getting low on the cards and hungry, so we went to one last street, Penrose. The night Tucker got out someone said they saw a black dog running down Penrose so I thought that would be a good street to end on. We posted our ‘Tucker baseball cards’ and then went to The Corner Market for lunch.

Right as we were getting our sandwiches I got a call from an unknown number. My heart no longer stops when I get unknown number calls so I answered with ease. A girl from Penrose called to say she got my flyer and she had some information for me. Her neighbor asked her the other day if she had a black lab because he found one underneath the bushes at his house that morning. She wasn’t sure if the guy kept the dog but she thought it might help. I thanked her, got his potential address and hung up with her. After lunch we went back to the address she gave us and knocked on the door. No one was home but I left a big flyer too.

After my daily pound visit, I got home and started working on some Christmas gifts. While finishing my gifts, I got another call from a girl living on Penrose about the potential Tucker. She said that her neighbor, Jake, found a black lab, skinny, no collar, really sweet and loves to play earlier this week but he was on vacation in Hawaii right now. She said that she was 100% sure it was Tucker. She gave me Jakes number and left him a message as well with my number. Immediately after that call, I got a call from another neighbor on Penrose. She also talked to me about Jake’s find and said that he was planning to board the dog while he was gone. She also said that she lost her black lab, Martha, a month ago and was just sick over it. We comforted each other for a little while and before she hung up with me she said Jake is the nicest guy, he is the kind of guy you would want to find your dog.

I drove up to Petsmart and Hillside Vet hoping to find that Tucker was being boarded there but he wasn’t. I got home from the vets and gave Jake a call. Immediately he called me back and told me the story of potential Tucker winding up at his house.

Jake said he walked out of his house on Wednesday to go to work and saw this pair of eyes staring at him from underneath his bushes. He bent down and saw it was a black lab shivering from the cold. He ran inside and got a blanket and some food. He left it out for the dog thinking ‘I’ll let him do his thing and then maybe he will go home to his owner.’ He got home from work and found the dog curled up in a ball on his porch. He asked around on his block and no one said they lost their black lab. Since he was leaving for Hawaii the next day he decided to find a vet that would give the dog some shots and board him. That night potential Tucker slept in the bathroom and cried all night, which is so something Tucker would do. The next day he took the dog up to a vet in Plano and left for Hawaii.

We talked for about 10 minutes and then decided we would meet after work on Monday to see if it is Tucker. Jake is coming back from his vacation on Monday and has to pick up the dog before 5. So there we are…

I am just so hopeful that it is Tucker. I am nervous it is not him because Jake found him without a collar but maybe he lost it on his adventure. Today and tomorrow are going to be two long days. But if it means I will get Tucker back then I am fine with it!!

If this is Tucker it makes so much sense why none of my dog store flyers or street flyers were found since Jake got food from a neighbor and then left for a trip. Also it makes more sense why no vets called me because he went up to Plano and I didn’t call up there. I can’t help but wonder (if this is Tucker) when Jake would have found my flyer had I not posted his cards on my neighbor’s doors. That was an extra step that I am not sure if people do regularly when dogs get out that made all the difference to me and my dog. Even if it is not Tucker, I sure did raise some awareness with those cards. So hard work, not giving up and thinking outside the box really might just bring Tucker home.

I will keep you all posted on the potential Tucker. Thank you again for continuing to care for and think about me and Tucker!!!

Merry Christmas!

Tucker is Home

Where there is great love, there are always miracles. – Willa Carter

I have received a lot of love this week and I feel like it brought me to my miracle- Tucker coming home. It has been a long seven days and I am so happy to say my Tucker is lying right next to me as I write this.

So here is a recap on how my last day without Tucker went. I woke up feeling like it was Christmas morning. I could not wait till the end of the work day but I was so fearful it would drag on and on. Luckily I had meetings and tons to do. I had a great lunch, and a great conversation with a friend who is about to move back to her hometown. Libby just moved here in August from Memphis. She married her best friend, Darrell, in October and now is moving back to Memphis because Darrell got offered the job of his dreams. Her life was whipped around in what felt like seconds.  It was a tough decision for her and Darrell, but they are confident it is the right one. We talked about how we have learned that there are no guarantees in life and things can change in a flash, so we have to live the best we can today and not worry about what tomorrow might bring. She has been a great friend over the past few months and I am so sad to see her go.

After lunch I saw that Tuckers rescuer, Jake, had called me. He gave me an update in the message he left but asked me to call him. We played a little phone tag and then finally I got to talk to him. He was planning to pick Tucker up at 4:45 but wanted to let me know the report from the vet. My heart stopped from a second and I braced myself for whatever news I was about to receive. He told me Tucker had a few cuts on his head, ears and paw but he was going to be fine. Ahh a sign of relief. I was still nervous it wasn’t Tucker but my hope was outweighing my nerves.

I finally left work, anxiously waiting for a call from Jake. My mom and brother met me at my house to go with me and before long we got the call. We raced out of the house like we had just gotten news that a family member was in labor. Jake just lives one block south but we drove other there anyway. I felt like I had ants in my veins I was so nervous. I stepped up and rang his door bell and took a deep breath. All day and weekend long, I prayed this would be Tucker and here was my moment of truth. Seven long days without Tuck man and now all that potentially separated us was Jake’s door.

The door opened and Tucker bounded out of the house and jumped up to give me a big kiss. He was jumping around so excited to see me, Matt and Mom. In true Tucker fashion, he found a toy and started parading around with it to make sure all of us saw it in his mouth. I had no tears left; all I could say was Tucker, Tucker, Tucker!! Jake let us come in to give me  the vet paperwork and say good-bye to Tucker. He got Tucker the parvo, bordetella and rabies vaccines AND a bath. (How nice!!) We sat and talked to Jake for about 20-30 minutes. He was the nicest guy and I felt so lucky that he found Tucker. He took Tucker in like he was his own and I am so thankful for that. I paid him for the vet visit and a little extra for being such a great person (and also for any inconvenience Tucker may have been) and was on my way. I really felt like he was an angel. He just was such a sincere, nice person.

Tucker coming home was definitely the highlight of my year but the way I was treated and cared for this week was also another big highlight.  I am not sure why God put me through this but if I had to guess I would say to spread the ‘good news daily’ with all of you. If I ever felt like the world was filled with selfish people, my opinion is forever changed. My eyes have been opened to all the wonderful, caring people who are a part of my everyday life, who I have never met or who have been a part of my life at sometime and we have just drifted apart. It seems like everyone will encourage you on and love you, if you just ask.

My final good news daily came in the mail and didn’t cost much at all. But it made me tear up and it will forever be treasured…

Today I got home and had a letter from my nephew. He colored a picture of a dog for me and made him look like Tucker- black with a red collar. He even wrote ‘Tucker’ on the tag. Around the dog he wrote: ‘To Lori From Christian I’m sorry what happened to Tucker! But you should still have him in your heart and on this picture. Hope you find him.’ I think Christian is 10, but how profound and caring is he. What a sweet, sweet nephew I have.

Tucker by Christian

I will keep all my sweet stories and good news dailies in my heart forever. And one day far in the future when Tucker and I spend our last day together, I will think back to this past week and remember all the kind and loving people I had around me and again will be thankful for each of you.

Tucker, while you were on your journey, which I don’t think you realized you were on, you brought me so much love and taught me tons about hard work and never giving up. You may just be a goofy black lab but in a week you softened my heart even more and showed me how we all should love each other. You are a great teacher, Tucker, even though you can’t talk. Thank you for being a part of my life and for returning home. It was the best Christmas gift I have ever received. I love you sweet Tuck!

P.S. Tucker has on a new collar (Jake found him without his collar so tags wouldn’t have done him any good) with a red heart tag that says ‘Tucker’ on one side and on the other has my number. Underneath my number is says ‘We love Tucker.’ Tomorrow I am calling the vet to set a time to get Tucker chipped. Hopefully this will never happen again, but if it does I have a feeling I will be loved and encouraged all over again.

Merry Christmas!

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I am very nostalgic about my grandma’s and great-grandma. My great-grandma, Mamaw, told me what skinny dipping was, taught me the “he loves me he loves me not” game and had great jewelry. When she passed, my dad got her diamond watch and her wedding ring. Ever since high school I have loved that ring and that watch. I wore it to every important event – Prom, Homecoming, Graduation, rush, first day at my new job, and so on. Until one day my dad told me that the watch and ring were mine.

I was so thrilled that I started wearing them everyday…until I started getting asked if I was engaged and then the ring safely went into a nice jewelry box. I still wore the watch even though I get questions as to why I wear two watches ( I always respond with “I am trying to be like Flavor Flav.”) A few years ago one of the links broke, I got it fixed and went back to wearing two watches.

This past weekend after a fun night of relaxing on a patio with friends to then dancing at Groovy’s (a super fun bar in OKC), I got home and realized Mamaw’s watch was no longer on my arm. My friend and I searched her apartment, parking lot and my car but couldn’t find it anywhere. My friend and I were standing at my car when I realized it was gone, I couldn’t find it, and nothing had to be said. She just knew. She didn’t need to see the tears to know that I was heartbroken. Absolutely heartbroken.

I remember my dad telling me a story about his mom (Mamaw’s daughter). He said that she always encouraged the family to use the finest china as often as possible and not to worry about it chipping or breaking. She said if you break it at least you broke it while enjoying it. I keep trying to tell myself that that is just what I did with the watch, enjoyed wearing it even though I might one day lose it. I guess that is how life goes though. You love something and enjoy it, even though you know one day it may not be there anymore.

Mamaw and me at the Dallas Arboretum

 

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 I finished the stain on my cart as well as the polishing up the sides. Now I just need to move it into my house and take photos to post it online. This thing is a chunk. You can see the push bar leaning on the garage to the right. It really comes in handy and will be sold with it. You never know when you might need a rolling cart that doubles as a coffee table!

I had garage sale a few weeks ago to inspire my family to clean out their houses …and to make a little cash. While doing that I fould these two vintage pink lamps that were my great grandmothers (Mamo- sounds like maa- maw) and just had to have them. I got the shades from target. I think the lamps look great and really add something to my second room. It usually looks pretty unorganized in that room (it is my creative room) so adding the lamps made me clean it up. I wonder how long that will last… Now I just need to decide how I want to handle those paintings behind the lamp…

Today is Tucker’s 2nd birthday and while I know it is super cheesy to celebrate a dogs birthday I feel this celebration is well worth it. I am so lucky to be able to celebrate his second birthday with him after all we have gone through together. I know he is just a silly dog to some people but he has taught me so many of lifes lessons.

For those of you who have never seen my blog before, Tucker was lost for a week last December and after a week of searching, I found him safe and sound at a sweet man’s house one street south of my house. It was an extremely rough week but through the defeat and frustration, I received so much love and support from my family, my friends, my neighbors, old friends and people I had never met. Tucker’s story (read it here) has had such a huge impact on my life and I am reminded daily of the love and support that is all around me just because of Tucker. I still have friends that will say: ‘We followed Tucker’s story the whole time, we are so glad he is back’ and ‘I have no clue how you survived that week, we were so worried about Tucker’ and ‘I had a slow day so  I re-read Tucker’s story on your blog.’

I am so thankful to all of you that gave me support then and continue to now. Tucker is a regluar old silly, sweet dog (who loves to destroy freshly sewn pillows) but he is a wonderful reminder of the love that is all around us.

 

Happy birthday, sweet Tucker. You have changed me for the better.

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A co-worker sent me this to me because he knows I am a dog lover. Please take time to read the story below and send this on to anyone who could save Spade!!!

The Coppell Humane Society Needs Help Saving Spade

 

If Spade had to pick the two things in life he loved the most, they would be: 1) people, and 2) football!  This happy, good-natured dog loves everybody.  He’s normally a quiet, calm dog who loves to lie around. But pull out the football and off he goes!  Just seeing the ball makes the butt start wriggling and the eyes go all googly (very cute, really).  He will fetch and return the ball until your arm falls limp at your side.  A real sports fan, he also enjoys playing with a soccer ball.  At 10 years old Spade is considered a senior dog but you would never know that from his exuberant spirit.

 

But this normally happy boy has come upon hard times.  Spade’s owner was a young woman who died unexpectedly of a heart attack.  This loyal and true dog did not leave her side, and when the woman was finally discovered, two days later, he and his sister Kiki were found in the bed with her.  They growled at anyone who tried to come near in a tragic attempt to protect their owner.  During the weeks we had Spade in a foster home, he would nudge his foster every few hours in the night, checking to make sure she was okay.

 

Kiki was quickly adopted, but no such luck for Spade.  He went to a foster home where he was fine for a while, but in the course of trying to figure out his place in the pack, he didn’t always behave so well around other dogs.  He’s not aggressive–he doesn’t have any desire to attack other dogs on sight. But he picked fights with dogs he lived with over stupid stuff (You’re sniffing that spot?  I wanna sniff that spot).  Sadly, we have no foster homes without other dogs. Now Spade, who loved nothing better than to sprawl across the bed and who was much loved in a previous life, finds himself among strangers living on the hard tile floor of a 3 x 5-foot cage in a vet clinic.

 

Spade is well-trained and well-mannered.  He is fully house-trained and can use a dog door.  He knows commands to sit and take a treat gently.  He waits to be invited to sit on the couch or the bed, or to jump up into a car seat, where he will sprawl himself out in the back seat and ride along very happily; he’s an excellent travel companion.  He’s also a good exercise companion and is very fond of walks.

Spade gives gentle kisses—no big ‘ol sloppy dog tongue here—and even more endearing, he gives hugs.  He’ll come press his head against your legs and then point his nose down.

 

Not only was Spade well-loved by his owner, he was also well-fed—perhaps a bit too well-fed!  This sweet guy is carrying some extra pounds.  However, he’s already lost 10 pounds, and when he gets down to his target weight, he’ll be a very sleek, good-looking boy indeed.

 

In addition to loving people, Spade gets along fine with kitties (he had two living with him).  He was accustomed to having his person at home with him most of the time and he will howl for all he’s worth when you leave, so he’ll need to be in a house.

 

Statistically, black dogs are hard to place, and big black dogs are the hardest of all.  This brave and loyal dog needs and deserves a home—if not a permanent home right away, then a foster home—he is becoming depressed in the clinic and we must get him out if he is to survive. If you’ve ever considered fostering and you like labs (who doesn’t like labs?) this may be your opportunity.  Coppell Humane Society will pay for all food and all medical expenses for foster care for Spade. If you think you could provide Spade with a forever home, CHS will waive his adoption fee for a qualified adopter.

 

The Coppell Humane Society is a non-profit organization dedicated to rescuing dogs and cats predominantly in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. The organization has no paid staff.  The majority of our animals are in foster homes until they are adopted.  If you can help Spade or want more information about him, please contact us by telephone at 972-462-1121 or by email at moreinfo@coppellhumanesociety.com.  Our website is http://www.coppellhumanesociety.com.

 

This sweet boy has had a traumatic time lately and just needs some peace, stability, and above all, love.  Please help us SAVE SPADE.

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Yesterday evening (about 7)  a green/teal F-150 ran a red light at Lovers and Greenville in Dallas. Sadly, bad driving is such a daily thing it is no longer newsworthy or a surprise, really; it’s just a part of our daily commute. So why was this red run a big deal? Tucker and I were in the far right lane on Lovers and the truck was in the left turn lane turning onto Greenville. The sun was super bright as I was heading West so I didn’t see the light was green at first and if I had not noticed the people next to me stopping I would have not seen the truck. I slammed on my brakes and Tucker hit the windshield so hard he cracked it.

Tucker is fine and I am fine but it was super scary. It could have been a lot worse. I didn’t get the guys license plate and i’m know he has no clue this happened. Please think about this as you drive today. Running a light is not worth the extra minute you gained because you never know what your gain did to someone else. Tucker is getting a doggie seat belt, it will keep him safe but not totally. Not until we all start driving in a safer way.

sorry for the bad photo quality…take on my iPhone

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After losing Tucker, I have noticed LOST and FOUND flyers in every neighborhood I drive through. My heart goes out to those people who have lost their pet and I can’t help but picture them posting those flyer feeling helpless but slightly hopeful. I can sadly say I have been there after my week of hell without Tucker.

BUT the flyers that make me smile are the FOUND flyers because some kind soul has decided to take in a random dog and show them love and kindness. What a kindhearted person to care for someone else’s baby? My mom got the following email tonight and I had to share. If you know of anyone that is trying to find this dog please comment below so we can reunite them!

Here is the email about this cute pup:

“A friend of mine just sent me this pic of a golden found near Prestonshire and Hillcrest.  No tags no collar. Please pass it around as it was found yesterday (2/19/11).  Signs are up in the neighborhood. This Golden Retriever found in Preston Hollow area of Dallas. No chip or collar.”

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I received this email a while ago and it just warmed my heart … and made me cry but how can you not!! When I sent it to my friend, Emily, her response was I want that job- the job at the Post Office that responds to ‘letters to God’. She would be great at it if there was such a job. I would rather my tax dollars go to that position than some other things… I think we would live in a more loving country if so, don’t you?

Anyway, I am not sure who Meredith is or where this got started but I think it needs to be shared. So if you know the origin please share. I hate not being able to give credit where credit is due but it’s just too good to not share.

Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.  She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her.  I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these  words:

Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.


I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her You will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.


Love, Meredith
 

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office.

A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet.  I told her that I thought He had.

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, ‘To Meredith’ in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, ‘When a Pet Dies.’

Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:


Dear Meredith,


Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.


Abbey isn’t sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog.

Since we don’t need our bodies in heaven, I don’t have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.

Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.


I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I’m easy to find, I am wherever there is love.

Love,
God

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