Letters to GRRI-NJ
Hi, sorry Molly
and I couldn't make the reunion last Sun.
I wanted to
update you on how she's doing.
right now romping in the yard, chasing squirrels. I really
believe she knows she is home for good because she hardly
ever whines any more. She knows exactly where we're going
on our walks, and goes upstairs to the bedroom when she
doesn't want to go out, or just wants a time out. Usually
she's following me around. She loves everyone she meets on
our walks, especially the school crossing guard. They have
a mutual love thing going on, and Molly just melts against
her side, so I try to get home on time so that Molly can see
her. Molly has that great Golden Retriever attitude, that
everyone has been put on earth to love her and worship at
her feet. On the rare occasion someone passes us by without
stopping to fuss over her, she will stop dead in her tracks
and stare after them, mouth agape, until I tell her it's
OK. Turns out she is also afraid of flashlights and the
dark as well as cameras. I'd love to know the story behind
that one. If she sees me get the flashlight out to go on
our morning walk, she runs upstairs to her safe place and
just will not come down. I have adjusted my work schedule a
bit to follow the daylight, so she can continue her morning
walk. And on the rare occasion she decides she's done
walking, she sits down and just plants herself on the
sidewalk until I give up and take her home. She recently
started scratching a lot so we went to the Vet. We're
assuming it's a seasonal allergy and a steroid shot cleared
it up for a few days. She started to scratch again, so I
got some hydroxyzine and a special shampoo from the Vet.
She's only needed a couple of pills so far, but the bath was
a sight to see. She doesn't like those, either. What is it
about water dogs that they don't like the tub? She hasn't
tried to get into the fishpond, and I suspect she doesn't
know she can. She doesn't seem to be really aware of the
kittens, although they certainly are aware of her! Henry,
who will be 1 tomorrow (I suspect there is some John Lennon
in him), likes to sit behind her and swat at her constantly
wagging tail. Rose, a very mature 14 months, is very
curious about Molly. Sometimes she will climb on the coffee
table and get as close as she can to Molly, very brave, then
give her a good swat and run away. Molly doesn't even know,
of course, that she just got smacked. The other day I
caught them all nuzzling nose-to-nose, so there is hope.
Molly sleeps on the floor beside my bed, I bet she wasn't
allowed in bed before. Since Molly came home, the kittens
have taken to sleeping in my bed with me. I think they are
staking their claim to me. Molly loves going for a ride in
the car, but just lies down on the back seat which is fine
because I don't want her hanging out the windows anyway.
Her hair is coming in nicely. The Vet noted that Molly has
a white stripe developing down both sides of her body. We
don't know yet if it's just her shading, but we are watching
it because the Vet said long white stripes can mean
hypothyroidism. If they are evident when her hair grows in,
I'll get her tested. A Golden with a thyroid problem,
imagine that! Molly just went upstairs to get a toy and
Henry is pretending he has to run away from her, so it is
often like a circus around here. Rosie is sitting next to
the computer, taking this all in. And I get to laugh a
the Molly update. We’d love to see a picture of Molly with
Dear Lilli (GRRI
starting to settle in. See attached picture.
My husband was
quite smitten by Nash, so maybe we’ll see you again in the
like she’s made herself right at home! Thank you so much
for adopting one of our seniors!
Dear GRRI-NJ Volunteers
behalf of Bear, Atlas, and our family, we would just like to
say what a wonderful time we all had at the Fiesta in
October. The volunteers worked so hard at putting it all
together and every detail was delightfully planned -
including the pictures, food, goody bags, treats, raffle,
games, and of course, the Parade of Rescues in which Bear
was an honored participant. The lovely booklets featuring
each of the dogs’ stories are a beautiful keepsake of the
Thanks again for inviting us, and for the hard work on the
part of the GRRI volunteers.
and Greg Scavone
Thank you so much for your kind words. We agree…it was a fun
day and a most gratifying one when we see all our wonderful
rescue Goldens so happy with their forever families. See
you next year!
It is with
tremendous sadness that I am writing to tell you that we had
to help our sweet boy, Velcro Rusty, to the bridge
yesterday. He had been diagnosed with bone cancer in early
Sept and we were fortunate to have another 2 months with
him. Every day with him was a gift!!
We adopted him
when he was 10 yrs old. Rusty would have been 15 yrs old in
a few weeks. We'd had a difficult week as he became weaker,
the tumor was rapidly growing and the pain meds were not
helping as much. It became evident that our time was drawing
short - we were able to have a family gathering to say our
good-byes, including 4 yr old granddaughter, Abbey. We went
outside last night and found the brightest star in the sky
& Abbey decided that was Rusty because it looked blue to her
& he wore a blue collar.
He was loved
very much and we all miss him very much!! We Thank GRRI for
allowing us to love & care for such a sweet old soul.
Robin & Brad
Brad, our sincere condolences on your loss. You’re right,
every day is a gift to be cherished with these wonderful
animals. Thank you for adopting one of our senior Goldens.
There’s nothing like Old Gold.
Just wanted to thank you for everything and tell you Buddy
is doing well and seems to have adapted quickly to his new
surroundings. He is definitely keeping us busy tossing the
ball to him and running around the yard. He passed the
thunderstorm test last night without a whine or peep. I
also picked up a gentle leash and it's like walking a
Thanks for all your help and advice.
Phil & Chris
Thanks for the update. It sounds like everybody is getting a
lot of exercise!
Dear Family and Friends,
On Saturday, we had to help our beloved Bandit to the
Bridge. As some of you know, Bandit was diagnosed with
hemangiosarcoma back in March. With the help of chemo and
lot of TLC, we managed to keep him for 8 more wonderful
months. However, when the end came, it came so much more
quickly than predicted, we were left stunned and shattered.
Devastation doesn't come close to describing our feelings
right now. Bandit was our heart dog. He was only 9.
Please say a prayer for our sweet boy, and give your furkids
an extra hug tonight.
Anne and Rich, we were so sorry to hear about Bandit’s
passing. We know, though, that Marcus was waiting for him
at the bridge and the two of them are now running around
having a wonderful time up in heaven.
all my friends at GRRI-NJ (as dictated to my parents Paula &
I have slowed down quite a bit this past year. I take all
kinds of nutriceuticals and special foods for my sore
joints, thyroid medication, and steroids to alleviate the
neuropathy affecting my back legs. I'm sorry I missed the
reunion this year – I had so much fun seeing everyone last
year! It seems my parents went and moved to Saratoga
Springs. I really don't care for long car rides any more,
but it wasn't that terrible.
Our new home is wonderful - No stairs! Everything is on one
floor – I love it! This is the best town for dogs. Everybody
stops and wants to pet me! It seems everyone either has or
misses their golden retriever! Stores put water bowls
outside so I can always get a drink; restaurants will let me
sit outside at the table with my family as they eat. Many
stores will even let me come inside! Best yet, there's this
beautiful park right in the middle of town that is so much
fun to walk around. I make my parents bring me every day!
(Picture enclosed.) I walk so much more than I did back in
NJ. I wish we had come to this place years ago. I feel
better and am more active than I've been for quite some
time. I love this place!
Here it gets colder than in NJ, sooner too. My family went
and got me a fleece-lined coat. I thought it was a bit lame
until I realized I didn't get so wet or cold. It's OK. I am
enclosing a picture of me in it. The veterinarian is right
on the corner (how cool is that?). They do a fund-raiser for
animals on Halloween. They made these cut-outs for children
to take their picture. My Dad decided to take mine!
Best wishes to everybody for a Happy Holiday!
Kip, thanks for writing. You look absolutely smashing in
your winter coat. Your family really loves you and wants to
make sure you stay nice and toasty warm!
is with a broken heart that I must tell you that my sweet
Amber girl was helped to the Rainbow Bridge tonight. Amber
came to us as a foster and she was here to stay the
minute she came into our home. Amber was our healing dog
who taught us that we could love another dog again. She was
gentle, kind, regal and so sweet spirited. Amber was
diagnosed in August with Hemangio on her spleen (it was
malignant) and was not given much time. She surpassed her
time with us and became known as the miracle dog; but
unfortunately she started to decline last Tuesday. We felt
we owed her this last gift after she had given us so
much and she went with dignity. We will miss our beautiful
girl so much, it hurts so bad right now. Thank you to
everyone who has given me their support these last few
months, it was truly appreciated! I have attached a short
video celebrating her life with us, if you have speakers
there is music to go along with the clip. She would have
been 15 years old on January 3rd; we had her 8 wonderful
years and we were truly blessed. Godspeed sweet girl, I will
always LOVE YOU!!
Pat & Joe, our deepest condolences on Amber’s passing. All
of us who have known the love of a senior golden understand
your grief. Our time together is much too short, but the
love shared known is timeless.
Barbara (GRRI foster mom),
Wow, its been a week already? I can't believe it. We've
had so much fun and Woody (changed his name on account of
the confusion with Jessy) and I thought it is fitting
although backwards from Arlo Guthrie to Woody Guthrie. He
has been welcomed by all the neighbors and he gets so much
attention from the kids, he loves it. Even when running
errands last Thursday I stopped in to get my hair cut and I
told my barber all about Woody. She said you have to bring
him in. Well I went home, picked him up and took him back
to my barber and they all just melted, you would think he
was a movie star. He is an amazing dog. We play fetch
every morning and evening. I changed to tennis balls
because he was losing the Kong ball in the dark. I don't
let him have them for very long though, after he runs out of
gas he likes to pull at the fuzz, so that signals we're done
playing fetch. We also walk a mile in the morning and
night. We're both ready for bed at night. We spent all of
yesterday and today outside, Woody is getting the hang of
the invisible fence, sort of. I will forward more pictures
in a couple of days.
Time sure does fly when you’re having fun, doesn’t it?
We’re thrilled that you guys are doing some male bonding!
Here is a picture of my darling girl GRRI Chloe on her 6th
birthday. The black and white dog in the background is her
BFF Abe a St. Bernard/Boxer mix we adopted down here. Chloe
says thanks to GRRI for rescuing her.
Bergner Pack in NC
Happy Birthday Chloe and all the other “Dolly puppies”.
It’s so hard to believe you’re all 6-years-old already!
has taken us a while to contact letting you know that our
wonderful, sweet Zack, had passed away over the Labor Day
weekend. We adopted him through your Rescue and he brought
us tremendous love and joy; never, never was there a sweeter
companion. He "never" barked and was velcroed to my side
during every walk we would take. We picked him up in
Hawthorne, NJ through his very nice foster, Mary Jane
Roethlin in October, 2005 (this was after the passing of our
other Golden, Bear). Our Zack lived to be 9 yrs. old and
died quite suddenly, due to a tumor around his heart.
Truly, he became ill in the morning and was gone by 4pm, out of
Red Bank Veterinary Hospital. The suddenness of his passing
has left us quite devastated, as you can imagine.
Sorry for the rambling, BUT we have begun the process to
look for another rescue and are so in love with the Golden
Retriever breed. I am a bit nervous due to the fact that we
lost two within 5 years to cancer, so I have been searching
for Golden Mixes. I would certainly consider rescuing
another Golden from your Rescue; we live in Cape May, NJ and
have already been interviewed back in '05 prior to adopting
We would really like a 1-2 yr. old, gender no issue. We
also, as in the past, have two cats, ages 6 yrs. & 6 mos.
We have a single home 5 minutes from the ocean, woods to our
backyard, and have an Invisible Fence. I am a stay at
home mom, two sons in college, and a wonderful husband, who
is set to retire sometime next year.
So that's it for now. I will keep my eye on your emails to
see if there might be a sweetheart waiting for his/her
forever home in Cape May. It would
make our family complete again.
Barbara & Kevin Carney
Zack was a wonderful golden and
one of Mary Jane’s favorite fosters. Our sincere
condolences on his passing.
I didn't realize you *really*
wanted a photo, I thought you were asking just to be nice!
OK, we'll get you one. We'll try using the timer on our
camera but otherwise Christmas for sure.
Molly has never once ventured
into the tub. She really seems to like our king size Tempur-Pedic bed though! Every day she picks one of our slippers
to keep her company up there. And she alternates between
Tom and I. Guess she doesn't want to appear as playing
P.S. - We absolutely adore
her. She is such a lovely girl. And I can tell, Sophie is
happy to have her around! She is eating well for us, we
boil venison meatballs for her and add one to her dry food
each meal and that does the trick. Tom takes her running, 3
miles most mornings. The other days I take her for a big
walk before I leave for work. Tom told me that at first,
she had trouble pacing herself and would poop out midway.
But she is learning and is almost able to make it the whole
So, she is doing really well
with us. Barbara shouldn't worry about her at all.
Yup…I REALLY did want a
photo. I’m thrilled to hear how well she’s doing, and that
she’s moved out of the bathtub into your comfy bed!
Hey Eileen (GRRI
Walters. I adopted Coby who is my special little guy or shall
I say big guy! He has brought such happiness into our
lives. I know it has only been a little over a year but we
feel like he’s been a part of our family forever! I look at
him and just melt. His personality us huge and I know he
is grateful for the life he now lives. I hope Cody is doing
well (hope Matt kept him). Think of him often. Couldn’t
believe the similarity with Max and Misty to Coby and
Cody…unreal how you could leave two sweet goldens outside
half their lives when all they want is your love and
affection. Hope all is well!
THANK YOU for bringing Coby out of the cold and into your
wonderful home. Yes, Matt did adopt Cody and he’s doing very
well. We agree, we don’t understand how people can leave
their pets outdoors either.
Hi Ruth (GRRI
Just wanted to
share our family Christmas picture with you. I think
Benjamin is quite happy here. Hope you have a happy holiday
wonderful photo! Merry Christmas to you and your family.
‘Twas the Night Before Christmas ~ 2010
‘Twas the night
before Christmas and all through the house
not a creature was stirring not even Brave Belle.
The pups they were sleeping, curled up in their bed,
while visions of rabbits danced in their heads.
Belle, the fine rescue, a beautiful girl,
An oyster had opened and she is our pearl.
Then there is Mac, her unruly brother,
Brought into her life for the company of another.
Our Belle was
so timid, afraid of the world,
Of the wind and the rain and the snow as it swirled.
We thought that a brother may help her be brave
But the hard part was making that puppy behave.
His first day
with Belle, Mac flopped onto her bed,
He snuggled up close and she just shook her head.
It took a few days but they’re quite fond of each other,
Much like young siblings or a boy and his mother.
Back to the
story of one Christmas eve,
When good pups are sleeping and children believe.
The wind it was howling and snowflakes were dancing,
Just waiting for Santa and his reindeers a prancing.
While Mac was
the tough guy, guardian of the house,
And Belle chose the role of the sweet timid mouse.
Mac would stand barking at the mailman and doorbell
Belle’s tail would wag – Oh company, that’s swell!
Once our Brave
Belle was afraid of her shadow
But now greets strangers as if she’s a pro.
You see Belle was lucky, she was one who was saved
From the greedy, despicable mill she’d braved.
So Santa was
coming and the house was asleep
Not a noise you could hear, not even a peep,
Now Belle she stirred, she heard little feet,
At first she thought it was noise in the street.
But she tilted
her head and she listened real close,
Was that Santa she heard, do you suppose?
Then she heard him, he whispered, “Belle it’s time!”
And she hopped up to join Santa in the starry night climb.
Belle rose to
the roof to join Santa’s sleigh,
The big night was here… “We’re flying, Hooray!”
The reindeer were ready to soar into the night,
Pulling Santa’s toy sleigh on its’ long winter flight.
Belle’s head and he took her to see
His six reindeer all ready but one who would be…
Her old hero Jack who showed her the way,
From her puppy mill hell to now pulling the sleigh.
She nudged him;
he sidled near to her chest,
And Belle knew that she’d always been truly blessed.
You see Jack and Judy saved Belle from her ordeal,
They loved her until she could start to heal.
Now Judy, she’s
no ordinary soul,
With a heart that’s bigger than the North and South Pole.
She and her Jack, an inseparable pair,
Had accomplished pup rescues beyond compare.
Back to the
sleigh with our golden reindeer,
Flying high in the sky without any fear,
They helped Santa out and enjoyed their fine tour,
But when it was over they both wanted more.
Jack looked at
Belle and he gave her a wink,
She hung her head low, her heart started to sink.
Oh how she’d missed him, his gentle sweet way,
She’d hoped that Santa would let Jack just stay.
But Santa he
had another plan for Jack,
He needed his boy, he needed him back.
You see, Jack was the leader of the golden angel choir
And he was, by far, their very best flyer.
Belle and said her he’d sent her a bud,
Her boy, Mac, was so sweet and Oh! What a stud!
Belle couldn’t help but smile, her heart brimming with joy
At knowing that Jack had sent her that crazy boy.
Jack told Belle
to give Judy a hug – tight!
And he flew off with Santa into the night.
A sleigh pulled by Goldens, what a beautiful sight,
Finally all in the world was just right.
settled back down on her soft feather bed,
Thoughts danced in her dreams of what was ahead.
What was behind, a horrible past,
A dim memory that was fading at last.
Her boy Mac had
missed her and snuggled up tight,
Knowing nothing of Belle’s little Christmas Eve flight.
Belle was so lucky, she’d seen her friend Jack,
And now she lives happily with her brother, Mac.
~ For Judy and
Jack and all of the magic that happens through rescue.
ones, from all of us – especially Belle.
Belle, Nancy and Mac
tissue alert…Nancy, we’re so grateful that you continue to
shower Belle with the love she was so sorely lacking in the
early stages of her life. She looks so happy. What a
difference from when she was first accepted into rescue and
went to Judy’s home to begin her new lease on life.