Dakota, Sam, Mr. Tipper and Max

Dog Bakery says "Goodbye" To A Old Friend

 Thursday, May 25, 2006



Dakota (Husky) one of four mascots at For The Love of Dogs, A Dog Bakery has passed.  His battle with liver failure ended on the morning of May 25, 2006.  Dakota was the oldest of four, he is survived by his owners, Christopher Hill and Richard Smith, his three sisters Evita, Lucy and Lizzie.  "Dakota will be truly missed, for he knew no strangers!".  Chris and Rich would like to thank everyone for their condolences and flowers.
Rainbow Bridge
This is a bridge connecting heaven and Earth.  It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors.  Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys, all of it covered with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this lovely land.  There is always food and water and warm spring weather.  There, the old and frail animals are young again, Those who are maimed are made whole once more. They play all day with each other, content and comfortable.
There is only one thing missing.  They are not with the special person who loved them on Earth.  So each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up!  Then, the nose twitches! The ears are up! The eyes are staring! You have been seen, and that one suddenly runs from the group!
You take him in your arms and embrace.  Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then, together, you cross the Rainbow Bridge, never again to be separated.
Farewell old buddy, till we meet again!   Dakota Smith-Hill 1992-2006

Too often we put things off until it is too late.

Sometimes tomorrow never comes."

Sam Bare Passed on Monday, June 5, 2006



Sam, our obsessive compulsive Sheltie. One bed, one blanket, one water bowl. Each & every one in it's place. Sam made many orbits around the yard in the same clockwise direction. Sam was pretty skinny when he came to stay here but filled out nicely. He loved to walk around the block & had his own fan club. Several of the neighborhood kids waited to pet him every day on his walk. Sam seemed to like the attention, but wanted to get on with the walk. Sam passed to the bridge a little while ago. We loved him dearly & know that he is walking, clockwise, waiting to meet us again.


Mr. Tipper

 Wednesday, July 6, 2005


He was rescued from a shelter so badly matted that he had to be shaved. It was thought that because of his age (11 yrs) and size and also being "intact" that he was an old stud dog and had developed arthritis which put him out of business.

A grieving family needed him to get over the loss of their family dog so Tipper stayed with them for 8 months. They planned on adopting him but instead they wanted a puppy. He had helped them through their grief but sadly he was sent back into rescue. Tipper came to my home in Oct of 2004 and stayed for about five months. He was very loving and craved attention. He was somewhat deaf and spent a lot of his time sleeping. He had a funny little wobbly walk, swaying side to side with a bounce probably due to the arthrititis. He couldn't climb steps but still tried to chase squirrels and was quick to follow from room to room especially if it was chow time. He loved to be cuddled, stroked and talked to. His only fault was food aggression probably because he had to guard his food in his previous life and had never been socialized. Tipper was a born scrapper and wanted to be an only dog. Finally in Feb 2005 an adopter came forward and wanted to adopt Tipper. She wanted him even though he was partly deaf, had arthrititis, had few teeth and couldn't walk well. She said she was drawn to his picture and wanted to give him a home. It was a perfect home for the little guy, a home on one level, fenced in yard and a ramp to the yard. Add to that a new Mom who wanted a senior and had Shelties all her life.

On a cold March day Tipper went to live at his new home. Carol S. wrote:" He walked into the house, went right to his new Mom and sat down by her feet. He knew he had found his forever home." Donna Morphew wrote: " Tipper arrived this morning at 10:00 am. He is so beautiful! Slightly larger than my last Sheltie and much quieter. Boy does he love his food!" Sadly, a little over a week later his new Mom, Donna died suddenly and dear, sweet Tipper was homeless again. He went to Sue Moore's house where she gave him a wonderful, loving home to live out the rest of his life.

On July 6th, 2005 Mr. Tipper passed to the Rainbow Bridge peacefully in his sleep. The Bare's wrote: He was quite a fine man and walks without wobbling with his Mom at the bridge." "He will be missed. We love you, old man. Godspeed, Tipper." Everyone whose life he touched felt the same and to know him was to love him. I'm glad I had a chance to foster him and wished that things had turned out differently for him. Bless you Tipper.



The Beauchamp Family

Sable red, foxy boy, fluffy tail, gangly legs, dainty feet, soulful eyes, sly trickster, big personality, loved his babies, special
doggy smell, cuddly with Mom, wary of Dad, playful with Buddy,
ornery with Lady, bathroom tissue fetish, yummy flavor of leather, fun walkies with Grandma………………

Lee and Kris fostered Max from early October, 2005, and adopted him in early November. Joyce Jarolin was his previous foster Mom and guardian angel. Prior to rescue, he’d had an unhappy and unhealthy early life. We just couldn’t let him go to another home! So then there were three shelties at our house… Lady, Buddy and Max. People thought we were nuts, but oh well…This 16 pound furkid put a pawprint on our hearts, and
took a spot on our settee that no other dog ever did!

Max was a special needs child…renal failure, stormphobia, resource guarding, alliance aggression, fear of males, protectiveness of Mom, noise sensitivity and picky eater… So there were many consults with animal trainers, veterinarians, Purdue University, websites, books, and SRCI friends…
We would never have made it without this help and support.

All of our dogs have had silly nick names… Max went by
several: Maxie Man, Max-a-roni, Maxwell Smarty Pants, and
Mighty Max. In the short time that we had him, we knew we loved him as much as any special dog we’ve ever had for a lifetime. We asked God to help us help Max, and He did. It was not for as long, or in the way we had hoped. It was just a shorter lifetime. Max was about 4 ½ years old when he died, and we’d had him 7 months…No regrets, except for his illnesses…we only wanted him to be happy, healthy, loved, and without fears.

Max went to the Rainbow Bridge May 19, 2006.