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Nash and Silver, Together Again

Nash left us on October 8, 2012. He was with us through for 14 years, through several close calls, which could have taken him sooner, but each time he pulled through because he wanted to stay with the ones who loved him. He finally used his nine lives on October 8 and met with his mate Silver who passed away on September 11. We love and miss them terribly. We found out he had cancer somewhere in his intestine and Silver was diagnosed with cancer in her esophagus. Mercifully they did not suffer long and went to heaven to play and run free! - Debra



Shep was an Australian shepherd and Labrador mix. He was one of seven puppies our lab-mix, Scout, gave birth to on our sofa. Of the seven, he was the only one with the Australian shepherd markings. He was just beautiful. From the start he proved to be somewhat of a "Marley," but his love and loyalty for our family far outweighed his antics. He was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia in July 2011. He underwent about six weeks of chemo before he passed away September 8, 2011, just a month shy of his 10th birthday. His treatments and care, though expensive, were worth it because his was a life worth saving. And even though we were not able to save him, we would like to give to a family in honor of Shep. Maybe this donation will help them save their four-legged baby. Shep truly was our most loyal companion and we miss him everyday. - Jenny


Mutt Thompson

Mutt lost his two-year battle with cancer on June 22, 2010. He left behind his family; William & Dorothy Thompson; one brother, Little Jake; and three sisters, Lady, Neesha and Boots. Mutt was born in early 1999. His mother's body was dumped in the woods on Ridge Road, south of Excelsior Springs, Mo. After she had her pups, she was shot and killed. On March 24, 1999, Mutt became part of our family, along with our other four dogs.

From the first day, Mutt was very special. He could sleep anywhere he wanted and he always got along with other members of our family.

After Mutt came to live with us, someone dumped a little Beagle pup, which we named Jake. Once Jake started to hunt, Mutt and Jake were always together. Sometimes they'd be gone for hours. We could always hear Jake, but Mutt never barked. Whenever I went to look for them, they were always together. I believe Mutt was telling Jake to be quiet, so that they could catch rabbits.

We have had 17 dogs and one cat during our 49 years together, all have been special, but Mutt was exceptional.

There are a lot more stories about Mutt, but the real story is: we loved Mutt and he loved us and when my time comes, I know Mutt will be there for me.