Rescued With Love Inc.

Poppy McMahon

Nov 06 - May 07

Poppy passed away from a sudden and shocking illness this May leaving her family devastated.

Run free Poppy.

from the Team at Rescued With Love.

Daisy - June 07.

Daisy passed away in her Mum's arms July 2007. 

We remember Daisy from the Rescued With Love Team

Vale Daisy Mae  - Jan07-Mar08

Very loved by all at Rescued With Love.

Rupert passed away July 2007.

Loved by the Rescued with Love Team

Gracie had suffered from long term neglect.  She came into my life for one day and yet she still touched me, and I will not forget her stoic little face, her courage, nor amazingly gentle temperament despite being in such hideous pain.

Gracie was way over 12 years of age.  She had a very large mammary tumour, badly infected teeth, both ears filled with infection, the smell being something else.  She suffered from a very bad heart murmur, and coughed which indicated heart disease or the cancer from the mammary tumour had spread to her lungs. 

 On top of all of this, Gracie had a terribly skin allergy that left her with lumps and scars on her skin from constantly attacking herself, and red raw skin under her back legs where she had bitten at herself. 

That night Gracie was staying overnight courtesy of my vet.  I rang him at just after 6 that evening to ask if I could drop some fresh chicken off to her for her dinner as a treat.  Instead I went in and discussed what would be the best thing for Gracie, who was a very sick girl.

  She was in enormous pain from her teeth and ears, rubbing her face along my jeans to relieve the pressure and pain on the side of her face.  Together the vet and I discussed every ailment she had to see if there was a way of getting around making Gracie go through a very long, serious and difficult multiple surgery at such an elderly age and in such a poor state.  Neither of us could come to any other option.

As she was, gentle and sweet, Gracie was only existing.  She was not living. And the pain would have been unimaginable.  Earlier that day I discussed with many rescue people Gracie's situation.  It was agreed by all.  It was time.

Gracie died with my arms around her, in a pink blanket on April 17, 2007 at approx 6.30pm.  Along with the vet staff and myself, I hope that we gave showed her kindess, gave her respect, and surrounded her with love.

Vale Gracie.  You will not be forgotten by me, nor others whose lives you touched, however briefly.

Gracie.

I discovered his little man had been thrown over the fence of the Pound and left there.  He was microchipped and so the owners were contacted.  It turns out that the 70 year old woman who owned him didn't want him any more and told the Pound staff that he ate too much.  He had lived with her for 11 years, his entire life, and she had named him "Bludger".

Bludger was a happy little man, very friendly but had a shocking smell emanating from him.  He had terribly rotten teeth.  By law he had to be kept for a certain time before he could be rescued, I decided to highlight his plight with the help of some kind rescuers in Canberra.  I refused to call him Bludger, I thought it was an appalling name for a little man who was terribly thin and in such bad shape, yet could be so happy and kind.

There was great joy when a rescuer in Canberra decided to foster him and everything was set until she went in to get him and was told that Bludger was dead.  He had grown incredibly ill during the night from his teeth and had been near death in the morning when the Pound staff found him.  He was put to sleep as there was nothing that could be done for him. 

The injustice of all of this was IF he had received dental care and medication even up to a week before he was impounded he would have survived.  Poor Bludger was poisoned by his own infection, that could have been prevented.

I cried for this little dog I never met, and probably never would have met, and although I tried to help him, I don't think I tried hard enough.  He taught me a lesson that I should never sit back and think all is ok.  I will not forget him.  RIP little Malt man, I hope you are in a happy place now.