 We have what may be a first in rescue… a memorial post, alumni update and a TRANSPORT FAIL all in one! The Hanna family shares below: “We are thrilled for Pepper (formerly Blanket) to be a part of our family, and I assume that we have broken new ground by becoming a "Transport Fail", instead of simply a Foster Fail for the third time...lol! She is a special pup, and we simply fell for her immediately. Our first foster fail was Moose. And then Mandy in 2015, the little puppy from the Atlanta area with the horrible case of Mange, who fell in love with Moose, and then when she grew hair, turned out to be a Blue Heeler mix instead of a GSP. We think she planned it that way, as she is really sneaky. All of this however adds up to a bittersweet day; Moose recently crossed the Rainbow Bridge. He was three months short of 16 years old, with a bunch of wear and tear on those legs from running in the mountains and dock diving, and a failing heart. He was struggling lately, but took a turn over the Christmas holiday, and went downhill fast. We knew the day was coming, but had no idea it would be so soon. Having Pepper here already, is truly a blessing for Terry and I, and especially Mandy! It's one of those "mysterious ways" things! Moose, rest in peace. You left your family in good shape! #transportfail #ripmoose #segsprescue #fosterfailfriday #alumupdate
 We start the week off with very sad news… Our 2016 Alumna, Bailee, passed away unexpectedly from an inoperable liver tumor. She lived a beautiful life with the DeRocher family, and her mom sent us this touching tribute to Bailee:
“Our hearts are broken! We unexpectedly lost our sweet, crazy, Bailee, shortly before Christmas due to liver cancer. She came into the rescue 9 years ago as a bonded pair with Sophie (brown GSP). We fell in love with both of them immediately and knew they could never be separated, nor would they ever leave our home and we became foster failures. She loved to hunt in the backyard and would spend hours searching the pool and filters for frogs. One of her favorite things was to roll the ball in the pool, bark at it until she got it or someone else did and do it all over again. She loved to tear open her Christmas presents and destroy the toys. But most of all she loved everyone and everything. She was a typical Velcro GSP who could never be close enough to you. Run free my Sweet Girl! and get all those froggies and butterflies. We miss you!” “The two hardest things to say in life are hello for the first time and goodbye for the last.” Moira Rogers  We are so very sad to announce that our 2021 Alumna, Trixie, has left for the Rainbow Bridge. Her mom Bonnie posted this beautiful tribute:
"Today I am sad for me but feeling at peace for Trixie. She was awarded these titles by me, I deemed her GCH Winterwood's Foster Fail MH, as she was all of these accolades in her heart and spirit, she was her previous owner’s hunting partner. We rescued Trixie almost 5 years ago, (she was 9) and made an easy decision after only 2 weeks that she would remain here at Dal Riada for the rest of her life. Trixie was such a sweet GSP, never any trouble and you barely knew she was around. On her daily walkabouts, she would check out the entire property, I would catch her flirting with the young handsome Winterwood boys even as recently as Christmas. This morning, she told me she was ready. She had been suffering the past year from liver failure and more recently a thyroid mass. Her attitude and her heart were whole, but her body had failed her, and I promised her a peaceful transition and it was. Forever in our hearts sweet girl." “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than 10,000 tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and unspeakable love.” —Washington Irving  We received a very sad message from our Alumna Annie Oakley’s family informing us of her passing.
Her dad Glen said, “Annie Oakley crossed the Rainbow on December 19,2024. We became her foster parents on March 9,2018, when she was in a shelter in Paulding County with not many days left. She was an escape artist from her owners who did not want her back. She had a deformed right front leg but that did not slow her down one bit. We picked her up and when we got home, she ran zoomies in the yard for 15 minutes, enjoying her freedom. She loved her kennel and never had an accident in the house, such a sweet girl. We thought something was wrong with her in that she never barked. Then one morning she saw a deer in the back yard and barked at it. That was the end of no barking. She now considered the house hers and made sure we knew if anyone or anything came close. Annie was fed twice a day, she knew when it was 6:30am and 4pm. She wanted her food, if you were slow getting it, she would come looking for you. As you might guess she was a foster failure. We promised her a good life, about 2mos later we fostered another GSP, his name is Warner, when we brought him home it was like they had been buddies forever. Thus, he was a failure too. The vets and everyone thought they were siblings because of the way they acted. Whenever we boarded them, we made sure they had a suite, no separation for these two... They would spend hours chasing lizards in the back yard or watching the street from the office window. If you opened the door to the outside, they would run to the car to get in, going for a ride was a joy for them. Annie was starting to slow down some, on her last day she had her dinner as usual then hopped on the couch to nap for a time. When we went to watch TV, she got down as normal and stretched out on the floor. When bedtime came, she normally was ready to go but this time she stood up and then collapsed, I checked her gums, and they were pale. I took her to the emergency vets, and they found she was bleeding internally. X-rays showed a mass on the kidney. When they opened her up the cancer was all over her abdomen and they could not get it out. We were able to say our good-byes and they let Warner come in to say his too. We miss her so much, but we know she is running free.” Grief never ends… But it changes. It’s a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith… It is the price of love. – Vicki Harrison |
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