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Basset Hounds that touched our hearts and are dearly missed.

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In loving memory of "Mona Bear"
March 20 1994 - August 27 2005

This is a little story about Mona's life.Unlike some rescue dogs, I am happy to say Mona always had a great life.I already had two Bassets, (Oreo & Daisy Mae) that I adopted a few months before. So I decided to foster a Basset...Yeah Right! I was really going to give her to a 'Forever home', but the former owners agreed to help me financially if I kept her. The longer I had her we all started loving her. Oreo and Daisy were happy to have a new member of the 'pack'.. So Mona moved in! She was a huge 'Hush Puppy', and anywhere I would go, people would stop to see her. She loved everyone! We attended all the Waddles and Basset club picnics and made allot of Basset buddies. The last few years, Mona was on the 'Pooped Pooch' trailer with her sister Daisy. It was a little too far for their short legs.Mona received a red ribbon for 'Senior Hound' this past June, We were So Proud! Mona's favorite time of day was Dinner time. Around 4:30 everyday she would bark until she got fed! If you said the word 'Hungry' she would bark nonstop!
Her favorite pastime was lounging on the couch or chair and snacking on pig ears. Her former family, who owned Mona until she was six, always sent her Birthday and Christmas gifts, so she always had a full supply of goodies. Mona was lucky having two families taking care of her. Mona slowed down allot in the past year, but got very sick a few days before we had her put down. Her blood count was so low, she couldn't even lift her head. So sad!
We all miss her very much and will Never forget her. It's good to know she's in 'Doggie Heaven' with all the other 'Doggie Angels'
R.I.P. Dear 'Mona Bear'

Mona's mom, Mary Boncore

In loving memory of Barney
May 13, 1991 - August 30, 2005

Barney came into a family that had never owned a dog before, just cats. He taught us very well the way a dog needs to be treated. Barney was my best friend and we all loved him very much. He loved cheese and love his cat friends. He used to love walks. His favorite treat was pig ears. 14 years, I could go on and on. The tears in my eyes have not stopped flowing since I got home. I know he is pain free and I keep telling myself that the right decision was made. You can really thank Barney for all the money I raised in raffle ticket sales because everyone saw how special he was and wanted to help.

Barney we Love you and will always have a special place in our hearts, reserved for you.

Darrel Kicherer Barneys Dad forever

In loving memory of Samantha
August 30, 1992 - August 1, 2005

Samantha was our second basset and the most loving companion anyone could ask for. She loved to snuggle and cuddle and was a sun worshiper....laying out in the sun whenever she could. Samantha loved to lay on her back with her paws in the air and get her belly rubbed.....her "Snoopy" position. She always displayed a puppy like attitude in everything she did. Although she was a relatively quiet basset she occasionally let out a deep resounding howl when the moment called for it. Along with Brandy our first basset, she used to run throughout the house playing "doggie derby" and then peer around a corner to see if I was watching them. On August 1 I walked the long hard road as I walked Samantha to Rainbow Bridge. My little angel had been in pain from a slipped disc in her spine but now is free from her suffering. She is there at Rainbow Bridge with Brandy playing doggie derby until the day that we will be united again. I miss you my little angel....you had such a gentle and loving soul. You are in our hearts forever.

Daddy & Daniel

In loving memory of Cleopatra
1993 - July 25, 2005

I was asked to write something about Cleopatra, our 12-year-old foster basset hound. This turned out to be much harder then I imagined, but here goes.

Cleo came to us back in February of this year. The story we were told was that Cleo’s owner had abandoned her and two other basset hounds. He/she just left them in crates. The landlord took care of them for approximately 3 weeks. During that time, I don’t imagine they were out of the crates much. Cleo was in such bad shape when she first arrived.

When Cleo first came in she seemed friendly, and very needy. She was so underweight it was amazing that she survived. She also had a very large open would on her shoulder and a large tumor in her groin. To top it off she was very skittish. If you raised your hand too fast or moved towards her too quickly she would run under the table out of reach. I’m guessing there was a good reason in her past to be so fearful. It didn’t take long before she showed her affection. She begged for attention and would lean on your leg to be petted, or push your hand up with her nose. Anyone that came over and gave her the least bit of attention would make her day.

We have several animals that we have taken in over the years. Currently we have a black lab, two cats, two rats and a rabbit. Cleo got along with everyone. The cats would head butt her and nuzzle, Max , our lab would try to get her to play, but at half Cleo’s age and three times as big that didn’t work so well. So he just kept an eye on Cleo. Cleo also got along great with my 11 year old son and his friends. She was very easy to love. One time we had the animals in the back yard. Cleo was just lying under the tree enjoying the fresh air. Bugs (our rabbit), was hopping around, and went over and nuzzled with Cleo. It was the cutest thing. Cleo didn’t mind a bit. She enjoyed any kind of affection.

Within a few week’s we found out that the other two dogs were heartworm positive. We had Cleo tested and sure enough she was as well. This is the type of life our Cleo lived with. Getting beaten, crated constantly, starved, covered with tumors and now she is heartworm positive. The vet determined that she could with stand treatment and she went through the duration of the treatment. We had just gotten her fattened up and the treatment caused her to lose a lot of weight. It also gave her vertigo so she would walk sideways and run into objects if she was trying to go to fast. Although it was comical at times, to see her run across the yard sideways, it was also very sad.

She finally made it through all of that and was gaining weight again and it was determined that surgery was needed on her open wound. Antibiotics weren’t working and she was constantly licking it. Nothing seemed to help. It just wasn’t healing. Unfortunately, when the vet performed surgery he got out, as much of the tumor as possible, but it was deep in her leg muscle. They did a biopsy and it turned out to be cancerous. The vet told us anywhere from two weeks to two years. It is about two months later and Cleo passed away on July 25, 2005. She had a long life and we hope as a family, that we were able to give her some peace and happiness in her last few months.

Submitted by: Cleopatra's Foster Family - The Clark Family - July 31, 2005

In Loving memory of Mortimer Q.
July 11, 2000 - June 24, 2005

Mortimer was our first Basset Hound and both our first pets. It was instant love the first time my eyes met his little 9 week old eyes. He was such a little terror, chewing up all my shoes and eating my couch, but no matter how mad he could get me, one look at that little face and all I could do was laugh and hug him. He grew up into a typical basset hound with the famous "bassetude." He always knew when one of us had a bad day and knew exactly what to do. He never turned down a belly rub or a special snack. The he got very sick with liver cancer and we could not stand to see him suffer anymore. He was our personal hot water bottle on those cold nights, our couch buddy, our playmate, and most importantly, our best friend. No one could ever fill his shoes. Mommy, Daddy, Jamma, Poppa, Auntie Dina and Uncle Kenny will always love you Morts. You are always in our thoughts and forever in our hearts.