Dear friends at MWCR: I am posting on my Facebook today about my beloved collie Snickers, who I adopted four years ago this weekend. I am extremely sad to say that he passed away at the end of July. I have not been able to write much about it because every time I try I just start to cry. He was so special. His name was Nick when I adopted him but I changed it to Snickers because he was so sweet and it suited him. People may remember that he weighed 116 pounds when he was surrendered to MWCR. He was the fattest dog I have ever seen and could hardly stand. I loved him immediately. With a lot of love and a diet that included lots of green beans, he got down to 73 pounds but never lost his sweet disposition. Snickers was the best dog I have ever had. I hope anyone thinking about adoption will consider a senior dog. We had many adventures and spent many hours cuddling. Everyone who met him loved him. Thank you so so much for letting me adopt this dog. – Very sincerely, Sara Mainquist
It is with much sadness and heavy hearts that my wife Pam and I must inform you of Maple Sugar Frizzell’s crossing over the Rainbow Bridge on Saturday September 2nd. We brought Maple into our family in February 2008 when she was just four months old. She was a great dog and a wonderful family member and will be greatly missed by our family and friends. We would never had the chance to have Maple be a part of our family if it hadn’t been for MWCR and people like Leslie Ciaccio who worked with us to find the right match and it was spot on! We will greatly miss her but have many fond memories of her that will help get us through this sad time.
It is with a heavy and grieving heart that I write that my baby, Bailey, has passed on to the Rainbow Bridge. Bailey was my little angel. I loved him so much. Many years ago, when I was a kid, I had a collie. We adopted her when she was about three months old and I had her until she was 18 years old. I remember how difficult it was for me to say goodbye to her. It took me a few decades to get to a place where I felt I could adopt again. But I didn’t rescue Bailey – he rescued me. He was so adorable and sweet. He didn’t have a mean bone in his little body. When I first met him, he was so nonchalant. He seemed so disinterested in everything. When family and friends would visit, he would turn his head away. But that was Bailey. He found so many ways to show me that he loved me. He was precious, loving, and caring.
A few days ago, his leash became wrapped around some trees. Apparently there was an underground wasp hive and it was disturbed. The wasps attacked him. Because he was wrapped around the tree, he had nowhere to go to get away from them. I was able to get him loose and pulled him away. By then, he was unconscious. I got him to the vet and they said he was in anaphylactic shock. They gave him something to counteract it, and he came around. He was alert and looking around. But then his blood pressure dropped and his heart rate spiked. He needed plasma. The next day they gave him plasma and his numbers got better and he seemed to be on the mend. He was still groggy when I saw him and he didn’t move much, but I knew he was aware I was there. Last night, I couldn’t sleep, because I was haunted by the images of my baby with all of those wasps on him. This morning, the vet called and said he had taken a turn for the worse, and there was nothing they could do to make him better. I went to say goodbye to my dear, little friend. I adopted Bailey less than three years ago, but I feel as though I’ve had him forever. He was such a sweet, sweet boy. This house is quiet and empty without him. I miss my baby, but I know he is no longer suffering and is at peace.
I can see the love that many of you have when I read the postings on this blog. I wanted to share with you that my little one has joined so many other loved ones at the Rainbow Bridge. – Sharon F. Skinner
Moonlight’s Holliday, the dog I adopted from the MWCR ten years ago passed away on Sunday, September 17th. Holly was 11.5 years old. – Kathryn Allen
Our family said good-bye to our beloved Jinny today. We adopted her from the MN-WI Collie Rescue organization when she was 5-6 years old in April of 2012. We will always remember Jinny as a kind and gentle dog. Saying good-bye is so hard, but we are so grateful for the years we had with her and all the wonderful memories. RIP dear girl. – Amy, Brad and Kaelyn Sillanpa