From Luke's Family: Almost three years ago, we were lucky enough to adopt the sweetest old soul into our family. He hadn't had the best life or the attention he needed, he didn't know much and understood mostly Spanish. But boy could he make us smile. He was goofy and had a young spirit. He was mild mannered and loved the children. He woke them up with kisses in bed most mornings, and it was his favorite thing to do...beside lizard hunting of course. We picked him up from boarding on Friday night, and he was so excited to be home running and jumping and unfortunately drinking and eating way too quickly. He got bloat and his stomach twisted. They tried to help at the emergency vet, and we hoped he would recover but he took a turn yesterday afternoon, and Aaron and I made the very hard decision that it was time. Over 13 years is a good run for a pup. He has no more pain, and we hold on to that. Rest easy Lukey Boo, we love you.
My Maddie was the sweetest soul I have ever met. She joined our Miami pack three years and eight months ago. She left us on October 23, 2017. Maddie was 15 years old. It’s amazing how our lives changed when Maddie joined our family. Everything became about her. Daily life takes its course and I didn’t notice just how much we adapted to make her happy, healthy, and safe. Maddie was a dancer! She danced for her meals, her treats, and whenever I came home! She was always excited, a heavy breather, and a noisy walker. Maddie was calm, loving, and accepting. Today our home feels so empty! In time we’ll create a new normal. I’m so happy she was in my life. I loved taking selfies with the Mad Hatter! A beautiful baby! She’s forever in my heart!
Charlie was an owner-surrender by the adult children of Charlie's previous owners (their father died and their mother went to live with family out of state). He arrived at FBR frightened and 20 lbs overweight. It took 4 months before the right forever home came for Charlie. They actually came to Myakka to see another adoptable dog in our care and fell in love with Charlie, as did Wyatt, their young 1 year old dog...it was so beautiful to watch how bonded they became in just one meeting. Charlie got into excellent shape with his new owners, and they loved him very much, even celebrating his 8th birthday this past November (2015) with party hats and doggy cake. So it was with heavy hearts when we learned that Charlie's life ended suddenly due to an aggressive form of cancer, which he seemed to have bravely hidden from all the diagnostic testing he underwent. A dog's life is short, and it doesn't matter how long we have them: it's just never long enough. One thing for sure...we know Charlie's last year with his forever family was most likely the best year he ever had. His little brother Wyatt learned how to be a good boy with Charlie's watchful eye. Run pain-free, sweet Charlie...we will miss you. From Charlie's family: "Our souls ache, but we know that he is in a much better place."
From FBR: Charlotte was an owner surrender, who was neglected, arriving with heart worms, fecal worms and urinary infection. She also had broken and worn down teeth from years of trying to escape from an outdoor kennel. She suffered from severe storm anxiety. She was a special needs dog who needed the right owner to come along with little away time. On Aug 15, 2015, that day happened, and boy, did she ever find the perfect owners! She was a regular at FBR headquarters as we promised to pet sit for her whenever her very special owners went away. She was a sweet mothering dog to all the young pups that passed through FBR while she was here, and we will always love how kind she was to Cracker. She taught all the young ones a thing or two about hunting lizards and squirrels. She died too soon. We estimate her age at 10 1/2. From Charlotte's Family: Bill and I were able to give this sweet, gentle 8 yr old lady a loving, comfortable and safe home with plenty of squirrels and lizards to hunt, sweet grass to stretch out on, shaded sand to dig and lie in, and soft beds in her favorite rooms. But she gave us so much more in the 2 years she shared with us and we treasure those memories. Even strangers commented on how beautiful she was but they couldn't see her beautiful, loving and appreciative soul like we could. Sweet Charlotte, you crossed the Rainbow Bridge too soon but are now pain (and thunderstorm) free. Rest in Peace, you will be in our hearts forever.
We are all so incredibly saddened here at FBR to learn that one of our own, Floyd (former FBR0076), a sweet and gentle soul, passed away peacefully in his sleep this past Saturday. He had almost 2 years with his forever family which were filled with great times, enormous love and lots of belly rubs. Just as Floyd's last couple of years were so wonderful, his early ones were as dreadful. He was a stray in Ocala, FL, living in the woods along a remote road known by the locals for dog dumping. A Good Samaritan saw him while she was driving to work one morning, noticing that he would run down to the road from the woods every time he heard a car or truck approach, in hopes, we suspect, that his owners were returning for him. On May 28th 2015, his life changed course because on her way home for lunch, this same dog ran straight down to her SUV. She stopped, opened the door, and Floyd jumped right in, so happy, grinning from ear to ear. He was in terrible condition and very sick, but after 3 months in foster care under strict medical supervision, he rebounded back to health, eager for his next adventure: finding his perfect forever home! Floyd adopted into a family whose members treasured him beyond measure. He was the first dog this family ever had, and from the youngest to the oldest, they were truly besotted with him. From his family: "He loved his little panda and unicorn stuffed animals. He had what we called his "spot" under our grand piano. It was his safe place where he would collect all the stuffed animals from around the house and pile them there. He would lay among them like a king! When Miles (our youngest) was still really little, Floyd would steal his pink frosted donut right out of his hand, so we used to say that Floyd loved Dunkin' Donuts! We are all very devastated right now, as this was totally unexpected. We gave him a proper burial in our backyard. The kids have been taking it really hard, especially our 7 year old who was literally Floyd's best friend. Please keep us in your prayers as the next few months are going to be very difficult. Floyd was such a good boy. He loved to follow everyone around. He loved to run around the yard and provided so much happiness and laughter in the short time he was with us. We would love to rescue another Brittany once we have recovered from our loss." - Tracy, Jeff, Jude, Kate and Miles
Buttons has crossed over the rainbow bridge. He had a brain disorder that medications could no longer control. He was loved dearly by his people and they nurtured and cared for him. He was known in his home as the " guitar dog" because he loved to lay on his owner's lap and have him play the guitar on his belly. Run pain free sweet Buttons, you were loved. From his family: "Buttons was a perfect gentleman in every way except for when the signals from his brain were wrong. He was loved no matter what happened but love just couldn't fix the problem. My heart is still broken 💔"
Every dog has its own story on how he or she came into rescue. In Woody's case his original owner passed away. A rescue in Ohio, run by prison inmates, took him in and made him adoptable again. A young man in Florida saw his post and arranged to adopt him, and he had a loving home for almost 2 years. His owner needed to leave the country and could not take Woody with him, so he contacted Florida Brittany Rescue. Woody became FBR0099: he was a big field Brittany weighing in at 64 lbs! We had his hernia repaired, and he had his first dental ever which resulted in 6 extractions. The stars were perfectly aligned for Woody as we didn't have to look long to find him his new forever home, and he adopted immediately. Woody lost his life to a fast-growing cancer, you know the ones undetectable by blood work. The mass covered his spleen, and he could suddenly no longer eat and was in a lot of pain. From Woody's Family: "Woody, we promised you a forever home, and you got it sweet boy. So grateful for having you the last two months. You will be remembered for galloping (not running) through the house, playing chase with your toys, your love of blueberries and apples, your head lying on our laps, being so kind and understanding of Crockett, your gentle way, your head held high in your walks. You were loved, sweet boy, and you are missed."
From Florida Brittany Rescue: We very sadly had to let our sweet little rescue, Rosie go on Saturday. She had 32 days of love, good food and comfort. Thankfully, she didn't die along the side of the highway where she was found as a stray. We are guessing that Rosie was around 10 years of age and lived a very hard life as an outdoor kennel dog. All the telltales signs were there: broken teeth, incisors gnawed down to the gum line, deaf and eyes cloudy from living outdoors under the harsh sun. She clearly had had no veterinary care as she was heart worm positive and had mammary tumors so deep that surgery was not an option for her. Our loving fosters who found Rosie did all they could to get her strength up for heart worm treatment and dental work and to give her a chance at a good life, but there were too many health issues for Rosie to overcome, and she declined very quickly at the end, much to our surprise and sadness. Rosie had such a sweet and trusting disposition despite her mistreatment, and so true to the Brittany breed, she wanted to please her pack -- she helped the resident dog, who is blind, around the property. We can't thank our volunteers enough for all they did to make her last days the best days she could have had. And we also thank Dr. Laura for making her passing a serene one. Run pain free, sweet Rosie girl, you were loved.