By Sarah Rebernick, MWCR Adoption Coordinator
Dallas, a 16-month old sable merle headed white female, has been adopted and will be living in Minnesota. Dallas has a seizure disorder and she was reluctantly surrendered when her family’s situation made it impossible for them to help her. Dallas is a sweet, loveable girl who has every chance of having a normal wonderful life with her new mom, dad and young sheltie sister. Have a happy healthy life Dallas!
Lyle (fka Laredo), a 10-month old sable/white male, has been adopted and will be living in Minnesota. He was surrendered when his family realized they didn’t have the time to take care of his needs. Although he is still very much a puppy, Lyle will be living with a big sister sheltie and I’m sure she will be happy to teach him the proper way to behave.
Sweet Skye, a 2-year-old white factored sable, has been adopted and will be living in Wisconsin. Skye was surrendered to MWCR by a family who had too many dogs for local ordinances. We learned how very shy she was during her original transport when she had to be carried between cars and she was in foster for quite some time before she was comfortable enough to venture out from her ‘safe’ hiding place when people were around. As she continued to improve we discovered she is quite the snuggle bunny and a bit of a bed hog but she’s so cute no one seems to mind. Her new mom and dad are committed to helping her become a happy, confident girl and her new big brother collie is sure to be a good example.
Handsome Devan, a 5-year-old tricolor mix, has been adopted and will be living in Minnesota. Devan was surrendered to a local shelter by his original family when they were moving and couldn’t take him along. He had been kept as an outdoor dog but when MWCR picked him up from the shelter it didn’t take him long to realize just how great indoor living could be. Devan is a sweet, happy boy who is sure to bring lots of love and fun to his forever home.
Lovely Layla, a 2-year-old tricolor, has been adopted and will be living in Wisconsin. She was surrendered by her original family due to lack of time and then her second family gave her up when their living situation changed. Her new mom and dad are excited to have her be a part of their family and her new MWCR alum sister is ready to show her the ropes. So congratulations on finding the right home sweet girl and congratulations to your new family!
Mason, a 6-year-old sable/white male, has been adopted and will be living in Wisconsin. Mason was originally adopted from MWCR in 2011 and was surrendered back due to a changing life situation. His new family includes an MWCR alum collie and a nice fenced yard for playing. Congratulations Mason!
Sweet Snug, a 9-year-old blue merle, was surrendered this weekend after her owner passed away suddenly. On Monday she had emergency surgery for pyometra (severely infected uterus – in this case from puppies failing to fully develop). She did well with her surgery and her recovery will be monitored, so check back for updates. We are so grateful that Snug came to us when she did! If you’d like to donate toward the medical expenses of Snug and collies like her, you can go directly here or click the ‘Donate’ button on our Facebook page or website homepage – mwcr.org
On Thursday evening we said goodbye to our very dear sweet boy Milo.
I had so hoped we would have more time together. The challenges of decreasing mobility were just too much of a struggle for the quality of life you deserved. Sleep well my friend. – Andi Wulff
Read Milo’s entire story here
First of all I want to apologize as this update letter is so long overdue. I want to begin by thanking the MWCR organization for all their hard work and dedication that they give to these beautiful animals. Once again, we were so blessed to have adopted a beautiful collie girl! Here is our short but sweet story:
After losing our collie (Zeke) of 12 years in January, we once again went through the MWCR to possibly adopt another dog. We previously had two males and always got them from pups. Since we had such good luck with males, that’s what we wanted again, so we thought. Well, after going through the home visit with Sandy and Ken, which I have to say are such wonderful and caring people, we didn’t know if we were quite ready to have another dog. We were all still so sad about losing Zeke that we weren’t sure we could love another so soon.
The very next day after the home visit I received an e-mail from Sarah telling us she has a year old female that she believes we should meet. I told my family and we all talked about it and said we were more interested in a male and younger if possible. After communications between Sarah and I, we thought we should at least meet her. Sarah was so convinced that we would fall in love with her as soon as we met her so she was so kind to have her transported closer to our house to make it more convenient for us … unbelievable! She was brought to Brookfield, Wis., which is only a little more than an hour from us. My two daughters and I went to meet her at Mary and Ray’s house, her foster parents. What great foster parents! They welcomed us into their home like they’ve known us forever! Krystal Star (her previous name), came and greeted us with all the love and affection you all know that collies are known for. We went home and told my husband and son that they just had to meet her. We went back a few days later and you can imagine what happened – we fell in love with her and she is now ours! We brought her home on April 18th. We changed her name to Shea like in “Shea Butter” as she is so sweet!
We hope she loves us as much as we love her! The constant kisses she gives to us tells us she does! Thank you so much for giving us this opportunity. Please know she is well cared for and very much loved!
– The Gizowski Family
Sam (bottom) and his daughter Emily
On 29 June 2014 Sam, a 13-year-old tri-colour was euthanized. His AKC papers say his name was Sam Bubba, but to us he was Sam, aka Dear Ol’ Dad and the Try Guy. He came to southern Minnesota as a young puppy to be the stud in an amateur hobby breeding business. Even though the business never took off that hobby farm was the only home he knew until mid-August 2013. He lived as an outside dog with his daughter Emily, although they had access to an indoor kennel in an outbuilding. They may have been loved at some time, but they were both suffering the effects of years of neglect by the time they were surrendered. With the help of Barb H. and Robin and a wonderful intake vet they came to me on 19 August as permanent fosters.
Sam faced a lot of obstacles when he came: a new home, a strange person, a resident dog, indoor living and, of course, big health problems. He had a large mass in his groin that was excised and then removed; it was caused by a small malignant growth on his skin. He had periodontal disease and had to have two teeth removed, and crippling arthritis. He really struggled those first few weeks but who could blame him.
It wasn’t long before he began knocking down those obstacles one at a time. He had not been socialized with other dogs but he didn’t have an aggressive bone in his body, just fear and that was soon conquered. He, with the help of his flirtatious daughter, soon became Mackenzie’s good friend. The next obstacle was the three steps into the house and for awhile they seemed impossible. His hips were just too weak to get him up the stairs, but over the next few weeks he and I perfected the “butt boost” and he began to voluntarily assume the position and shift his weight forward to be boosted. He grew to really enjoy it and the praise he got at the top – cheers all around and he would wag his tail so proudly. Sam made mistakes, a lot of them in the house, but no dog could have tried harder to be good and he mostly succeeded.
At first it was a challenge, but mostly it was a privilege, to see a deeply bonded pair of dogs – how Emily and he would use each others strengths and compensate for each others weaknesses – and the loving kindness between them.
Sam loved: his daughter Emily, his meals and treats, lying by the fire snoring his quiet snore, lying in the shade on the grass on a warm day, when I came home from work, getting the dog bed closest to the head of my bed, leaning his head against my leg when I played fetch with the other dogs, barking joyously and “running” out the door at the start of each day, teasing kitty Chaucer, and having his ears rubbed.
Sam didn’t like: slippery floors, turquoise trucks, riding in the car, barriers or crates, harsh voices and rain.
His health had been declining in the last couple of months. A serious bout of diarrhea from eating tainted meat and an even more serious bout of idiopathic vestibular syndrome really weakened him. Although he had a textbook recovery from the “wobblies” as we called them, he remained perceptively weaker. His arthritis medication no longer helped him and the new medication wasn’t much better. He was struggling more and more with standing up and lying down and quite often tipped over when he turned. He developed problems with going down the stairs and we started working on finding the best way to help him down.
I still hoped that we would have at least six more months together, but events changed rapidly. He would have lived those final months in terrible pain during recovery, so I made the difficult choice and held him to the end, with the assistance of a very kind vet in Brainerd.
He was a sweet and gentle soul and I miss him (which is why this note has been delayed). His daughter Emily is struggling but she is being helped by the wonderful relationship that she has developed with Mackenzie. We will never forget Sam, and I thought that if you knew more about him, you would understand why.
– Marian Ridge