End of Life Mobile Vets

End of Life Mobile Vets

We all know that there’s no place like home, and for most of us, that is the place where we prefer to be when we’re not feeling well.

Home provides us security, comfort, love and peace.  It is also the place where many wish to live out their last days. For our pets (most anyway), the same mentality abounds.  They just want to be home with their loved ones when they’re in their last days.

Is it always possible to provide our pets the option of being euthanized at home?  I guess it depends on where you live, scheduling and what your budget is.  Below is a directory for nationwide mobile veterinarians:

In Home Pet Euthanasia Directory

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Remembering Misha 2000 – 2014

Meet Misha, an intelligent girl though smaller in stature had a personality that was larger than life!  She was Phoenix, Lanai and Roscoe’s sister, Lanai’s co-puppy trainer, Ross’ herding partner, our warming presence when anyone in the family was sick and so much more.

We met Misha back in the fall of 2005, when she was just five years old.  Sassy and spirited, this girl walked into our lives and planted deep roots in our family from that time on.

Misha at Work

Misha took great pride in helping me, along with Lanai, raise all of the many pups that came into our care–and I mean MANY!  She was a dominant personality who had zero tolerance for unruly behavior, and when a pup needed correction, she felt she always needed to be right there beside me to back me up…LOL.

In conjunction with watching puppies, herding the wayward dogs during the hikes who didn’t come when called (she and Roscoe were great partners in this job duty), she was also the family’s nurse.  Hence, one of her nicknames:  “Nurse Mish”.  Anytime one of us were sick, she was right there to sit or lay with us, along with her brother Ross who would do the same.  She  especially faithful to lay with Jordie when Jordie wasn’t feeling good–they had a very special bond.

Funny things we’ll miss–and always reflect on–are:

  • Misha digging, and subsequently, throwing rocks to herself that she would turn around and fetch;
  • Misha joining Ross on a dig for “Chippies” (chipmunks)–he loved to see her come because the girl could MOVE earth;
  • Her ability to know the English language and thus help Ross translate commands to new pack members;
  • Watching her and Lanai–sisters in crime–work with the pups;
  • Her expressions and vocal conversations with us (she would always “talk” to us);
  • Holidays because she was always an entertainer;



Misha and Ross

We were extraordinarily blessed to have her with us for as long as we did and truly thank our Lord Jesus for the gift that she was!

Misha, we will always love and miss you more than words can say and hope to be reunited with you some day when The Lord calls us home.  Until then, sweet girl, GO PLAY!

When Loss Dims the Holiday Spirit

This time of year can be especially difficult for families that have lost a loved one.  As we go through our Holiday season, we, too, are right there with those whose hearts are hurting.

For me, this time of year creates a deep sense of reflection where my mind tends to replay many happy memories of years gone by…memories that make me laugh out loud (I have alarmed some people who have looked at me funny as I’m laughing out loud with no one else in the truck…I don’t care though)!   Even if they still bring about the gone-but-not-forgotten unique and painful sting (I know many of you know this sting oh-so-well, too), they still make heart swell with happiness and feel closer to those I’ve lost.

A dear lady by the name of Gladine, who has since gone home to be with the Lord, told me many years ago when I was a kid that in your heart are many rooms:  A room for every person you love.  She said, “When you lose the people you love in your life, they never leave your heart.”  She went on to say that the wonderful thing about them being in your heart, you can visit them anytime you feel strong enough to open the door.  “When the pain gets to be too much,” she said, “you just excuse yourself, walk out of the room and close the door until next time.”  I’ve lost quite a few loved ones since then and I still hold on to this wise woman’s words; a woman who had lost so many she loved by the time she came into my life to include her only child, as well as, her husband yet she beamed with happiness so much that she lit up a room the moment she walked into it.

As we go through these very special days making plans for Thanksgiving and Christmas, designing our Christmas shopping lists, anticipating Black Friday deals, gathering the traditional recipes we want to cook for our family and friends and the many other items that darken our white sheet of paper, on our never-ending to-do lists, may we keep others who have experienced loss, close to our hearts in prayer and held tenderly in our daily thoughts.  They need us to lean on even if we have never had the chance to meet in person (one of the splendid beauties of today’s technology).  [pullquote_right]A willfully, surrendering ear to a hopeless, hurting heart is a very special gift we can give someone this holiday season; something money cannot buy.[/pullquote_right]

As I close this post, my hope for you is that this Thanksgiving and Christmas season, the Lord will bring about a peace you haven’t yet experienced:  His supernatural peace found in and through faith in His Son, Jesus Christ.  I hope and pray He blankets you with the knowledge that He created you out of love and compassion just for Him.  With all of the animals (gifts as I see them) he places in your life to love and care for, may you feel His love for you through them like never before in every lick (kiss), paw in the face, loving gaze and jump for joy.

God bless you and your family!  May you have a very Happy Thanksgiving and a very Merry Christmas!

P.S.  If you see me driving with the pack around town, no other humans in the truck and I’m laughing, don’t be alarmed.  It’s just my spirit working in overtime as I go through my memory album.

A special note to my most recent fur-baby who went to Rainbow Bridge this past March:  Rossy, my beloved little Pickle Juice, Mommy, Daddy, Rog, Jordie, Lanai, Boe, Rhett Butler, Sable, Grandma and Grandpa all miss you so much!  We miss your love for this time of year; you had a built-in Christmas beacon that shone brighter than any star on the clearest of night skies!  Mommy misses taking you to Boca to hike with friends you loved so much in the place you held so dear.  You have the best Christmas present of all:  Hanging with Jesus, surrounded by your big brothers, Phoenix and Myta, as well as, Tommy, Taz, Precious and Felicia— some family you had never met prior to Rainbow Bridge.  We’re asking Jesus to send you, your brothers and sister, THOUSANDS more hugs and kisses from us until we can see you again and give them to you ourselves <3

Our Beloved Little P


April 1, 2003   –   March 20, 2013

On Wednesday, the 20th of March, we lost our beloved Roscoe, a.k.a., “Peeser”, “Little P”, “Roscoe P. Coltrane”, “Sco P”, “Pickle”, “Pickle Juice” and “P Trane”(just to name a few of his nicknames) to Lymphoma.

Ross and his “Sister Sha” (Misha)

Ross was our little boy and the life of the party no matter if we were home or anywhere else.  He loved life and everyone around him couldn’t help but love life, too.  His zeal for life and his energy was just contagious!

He was a Jack Russell/Blue Heeler and unique in every way.  We would often get comments such as, “Why in the world would someone breed a Jack Russell with a Heeler?!”  We would just laugh at the time and answer, “We have no idea!”  Whatever the case, we were just always thankful for our little boy.

From the moment we rescued him back in of April of 2004 at 12 months old, he became an apple of our family’s eye.

Every moment in Ross’s life, he celebrated the joy of being loved and adored by his family and dog friends (he had many as he was one of Jessie’s right hands in working this business–with Lanai being the other and his team mate).  He was known to so many pups as “Uncle P” and he loved his role and who he was to them.  The pups were called his “babies” so when a new “baby” would come into the pack for daycare or boarding, Ross was the supreme greeter and herder telling the pups where NOT to go, as well as, translated the commands I was given the pack in general (translating for those pups who didn’t quite know the commands yet).

Everyone who personally knew Ross, knew of his “bone dance”.  It was his “dance of love” if you will when someone he loved walked through the door.  His bone dance would consist of finding the nearest bone or toy, pick it up and hold it in his mouth as he danced his way to and in front of the person he was excited to see.  It was something we never tired of seeing even though it was accompanied by the shrillest whine or bark that carried on with it 😉  Oh!  How we miss the things that could drive us nuts back then such as the barking for instance yet, we would give anything to see and hear him again!

Ross was diagnosed at the end of February with Stage 4 Lymphoma and within two weeks of being on prednisone therapy, his tumors had decreased by half in one week.  We were ecstatic!  The prednisone, however, was taking a toll on him with some not-so-fun side effects that we think were worse on him than the cancer itself.   Within a few days of dropping his prednisone dosage down by half, the tumors grew larger than ever (it is felt that Ross had the b-cell lymphoma).  A total of five days after we dropped the dosage by half, we had to make the call to put him to sleep.  Though it was a difficult decision for us to make (Ross never fully lost his appetite or stopped accepting water), we knew the right thing to do by Ross was to mercifully put him to sleep.  We didn’t want him to suffer, which he would have done since his cancer just within the five days had begun to spread across his trachea.

In and through everything, our prayers were being answered and rapidly…

  • We had wanted Dr. Franz to put him to sleep and she did.  We knew that we wouldn’t have enough time, when the time came, to drive him up to Truckee to see his Dr. B, our friend and veterinarian.  We all had developed quite a beautiful bond with Dr. Franz, and we’re so thankful for her!  Ross really took to her <3
  • Dr. Franz is only on Wednesdays and between 6 a.m. – 11 a.m., Ross’s tumors were growing right in front of our eyes.  This was a sign that putting him to sleep was the right call because I had been praying that I didn’t put him to sleep prematurely and that I didn’t wait to long either causing him to suffer (a common fear I understand in situations such as this).

We had been praying for a miracle that The Lord would heal Roscoe, and in the end, He did—the ultimate, best healing.  He is in no pain, is cancer-free, is reunited with his brothers who passed on before him, and most importantly, is up in Heaven with Jesus waiting for us to join him 🙂  It was not the healing of course that we were praying for (the healing we wish for is for the person to be here on earth with us) but it was no less the best healing that could’ve come for Ross because he would be able to run with his brothers in Heaven and receive the ultimate love by Jesus Himself.   We believe we’ll see him when our time on earth is over.

There are a thousand things, personality traits, and characteristics that made up Ross.  There are so many memories and so many things about Roscoe that it would fill novels.  For this life we lived with him and all of these memories we cherish in our hearts, we are forever grateful to The Lord above!  We are reminded that no one knows what the future holds.  We only have the moment we’re in to love with all of our hearts; love like there’s no tomorrow; love as Jesus would love; love our loved ones so much that they know beyond on a shadow of a doubt that their souls will forever be linked in love with ours.

For those of you who were part of Ross’s life, thank you for allowing us to share him and his contagious love of life with you <3  We hope and pray that he made your day just as special when you saw him, as he made ours every day he was with us.

Though winter has settled in our hearts and the cold, icy clutch of grief has gripped our souls, we truly appreciate the warmth, care and support from all of our friends and family–truly!


To Our Little “Boy P”,

You are missed and loved every millisecond of every day!   We cannot begin to know how to get used to life without you but are thankful that The Lord knows what we need and how to direct us out of realm of grief and despair.

You were the best little boy, and we thank you for all you did to help us (Mommy, Daddy, Rog, Jordie and Sister) teach and train the dogs that came into our care.  You were the English translator, your cat brothers’ (and now cat sister’s) protector, my Beta who verbally scolded a pup when they didn’t do what I told them to; the excited traveler who always loved to go; the affirmation from The Lord that unconditional love is what it’s all about; our greeter (and often alarm system when a stranger came knocking); the chipmunk (“chippy”) finder; the digger always in search of underground treasure; my shadow and nursemaid when one of us was sick; my blanket holder by sleeping with me on the blanket so that it didn’t fall off;  and the list goes on, my darling little boy.

We’re so thankful that The Lord allowed you to be with us for so long and even enjoy our first family vacation away from home last August (our first in 22 years).  You were the comedian during the trip and provided us with a ton of laughs!  You were so good and didn’t even bark; we were so proud of you then and we’re proud of you now and forever.

You will forever be in our hearts, and we look to the day when The Lord calls us home and we can be greeted by you, pick you up and kiss you once again.

Until we see you again, Littlest.

With all the love in our hearts,

Mommy, Daddy, Rog, Jordie, Sister, Grandma, Grandpa, Molly Brown, Boe-Mew, Sable-Sue, Rhett Butler and even Pecos Bill

Farewell to Crosby

We are placing a memorial to Crosby Dowrick, a most special soul to us.

Crosby passed on this past Saturday, the 20th of August. To know him was to love him. And, words cannot express how much he will be missed.

We had the pleasure of caring for Crosby when Bob traveled many years ago. He was a Golden Retriever who was adored by all who came in contact with him from neighborhood kids, to neighborhood dogs and to our entire family who loved petting and kissing him during our visits with him.

One of Crosby’s signature moves was to carry a milk bone in his mouth when he would go for his walks. He was so gentle with it and you could visibly witness the depth of compassion that he had within him just by the way he carried it [his bone]. Of course, he didn’t have compassion for his bones but the compassion existed for people and other animals he knew as friends.

From his gorgeous, big, brown eyes to his lovable self, Crosby was nothing short of love personified.

We will miss you, Crosby, and have missed you throughout the years since we moved from Truckee. Though distance can often be a tough variable to conquer, for various reasons, the memories that we have of you will always remain present in our hearts.

Thank you for touching our hearts in such a deep way. We love you.

Jessie, Larry, Roger and Jordan

Manoel Will Be Missed

Manoel passed last week and will be greatly missed! He was a great, easy-going, little guy who loved being outside every chance he got and was such a pleasure to take care of.

Manoel Loved Being Outside

So often during our visits with him and Pituxa, he was the first one to greet us.  He was the one who loved to have attention. No matter what his needs were, he was easy to take care and loved to be loved.

We will surely miss him and think of him often.

Please send your condolences via a comment below to Pituxa and Fernanda.

Thank you!

Fuzzy, With Love

Today brought about a series of challenges and ultimately heartbreak for our family as our beloved Fuzzy passed on to Rainbow Bridge.

All I can say is sometimes in life, life just happens fast!  This has been my personal experience my entire life…it is truly a journey where you typically find yourself on a roller coaster.  Some days, you’re racing along on the straightaway with your hair blowing in the wind, feeling the exhilaration from the sheer velocity in which you’re traveling.  Other days, you’re either climbing that mountain in life or descending rapidly down what looks like a sheer drop, screaming your head off all the way down!  Today, was one of those rapid descents that take you by surprise.

Fuzzy had been ill with what we thought was asthma with possibly some sinusitis and pneumonia built-in to the mix.  Time, medications and tests, over the past couple of months, didn’t reveal the malevolent villain until this morning when we rushed Fuzzy to the doctor’s office in respiratory distress.  The nasty condition which had kept itself hidden these past couple of months, raised its evil head in today’s findings:  Fuzzy had throat cancer, which was choking off his airway.  And, because the mass was very large and pronounced, as well as, Fuzzy’s respiratory problems as a direct result of this mass, it was inoperable.

Ironically, a recent article that we published in our newsletter on how to know when to say good-bye, came once again to fruition for our family.

If there was a silver lining in today’s series of events, the linings (yes, plural) would be as follows:


  • Fuzzy was able to pass peacefully via euthanasia
  • Yolo Veterinary Clinic was absolutely fantastic at taking us in literally at a moment’s notice! Thank you so very much, Dr. Franz!!
  • We prayed that Jesus would reveal if it was time to let him go or not. And, an hour and a half later, the call from Dr. Franz came in. Our prayer was answered; we knew we had to let him go. It wasn’t the answer of course we longed for, but we, as believers in Jesus Christ, know that He didn’t come to get us out of our problems but rather to get in them with us and carry us through. And, He did–yet again! Thank You, Jesus!
  • Though our hearts are broken, there’s a peace that is palpable at the moment with knowing that he is no longer suffering.
  • Lastly, we were there kissing, talking to, and petting Fuzzy as he gently passed away out of care. He left us knowing that he was special–he was loved–and, he will be missed every day that dawns on us a new sunrise.

Fairly soon, I’m sure we’ll drop on by Rainbow Bridge to pay a visit and leave a memorial to Fuzzy. However, this is his memorial here at this very moment, on this very page.


In a unanimous voice we say, “I love you!” and thank you for your companionship these past 11-years.  God graced us with the privilege of being able to take care of you and call you our “fur-kid”, and that–you truly were.  Delight in all the beauty that now surrounds you forevermore.  We will look for you one day…


Mom, Dad, Larry, Jessie, Rog, Jordie, Tabby and Maggie and so many more!


Toaster and Pearl will be missed

Toaster and Pearl both passed on to Rainbow Bridge and will be sorely missed. Our hearts go out to their owner, Alan.


Farewell to Dante

Dante passed this past Sunday. He was a beloved member of his pack and the pack’s Alpha-male. He was also a true friend to Sam and Danielle of Never Cry Wolf Rescue.

He touched the hearts of so many who knew him and educated people of the true elegance that speaks of the wolf.

He will be forever missed, never forgotten and always in our hearts.

If you would like more information about Never Cry Wolf Rescue & Adoptions, please visit their site.