Hunter is home!

Hunter was an 8 year old brittany that lost his family.....the owner passed away and he unexpectedly found himself in a shelter.....thanks to the folks at New England Brittany Rescue, Hunter has found his new family.  Today, Hunter the Pack 47 Brittany is sleeping in his own bed, in his own home, with his own people!  Look at the smile on everyone's face!

Hunter is going home!

Hunter, the Pack 47 brittany, has arrived in Maine.  He was met by Cub Scout Jordan Sheppard whose dad and mom drove the transport from New Hampshire to Maine.  Welcome to Maine Hunter!

Dixie had a marvelous time at the pack meeting!  She was happy to have head pats and belly rubs AND to share her journey from beginning to adoption with the Cub Scouts!  Thanks to all who participated in the bake sale and are donating on behalf of New England Brittany Rescue.  We are so excited to share our passion with you!

Here are some additional pictures of Hunter!  He loves to play with his foster sister Jazzy and looking for squirrels!!!

Meet Hunter, the "Pack 47" dog!

Hunter's owner passed away and New England Brittany Rescue has stepped up to help!  Follow his journey!

Note from an adopter to a foster family.....kleenex alert!

I drove back home from a visit to my daughter in Philly a week ago. Came back via Newburgh and Poughkipsie early on a Sunday morning. As I passed by the Hampton Inn, I smiled as I saw the parking lot where we met you and Buddy.

I thought a lot about your kindness and your care for Buddy. Thank you so much!

The pups got their summer haircuts this week and both were very proud of themselves as they strutted their new look about this little town.

Buddy is heartworm free, as you know. Our walks not include some jogging and the pups are up for that! He's building a bit more endurance and that's great.

Buddy and Lady are just so close. He has a forever home and a true love. I'm so happy for both of them!

That said, he's such a funny funny boy. Those eyes and those facial expressions are amazing. And, he sleeps while sticking out his tongue. What a loveable goof.

All's well here. I hope you, your family, and the amazing bionic dog are all well too.

Here's to a great summer

Notes to warm the heart.....

It is so very hard to say Good-Bye!

Coming into my home for the first time, his name was documented as Orson, but within an hour we knew his name would be Buddy. My buddy was an incredibly smart dog who was soft footed throughout the house and a gentleman around children and other animals. I remember letting him out in the backyard during the summer. He would crawl into the small pool and lay in the water. He never begged for human food and was the most laid back life loving brittany anyone could ask for.He was a senior dog with a loyal spirit. In November, I received an email from his new mommy stating that he was sick and lethargic that morning and did not want to move regardless what she did to tempt him. Worried, she took him straight to the vet. They did not have good news. They told her that Buddy had a tumor on his spleen and would need emergency surgery. I was afraid when i received the news but I also had faith. His new mother loved him so much and constantly notified me of what was going on every step of the way. I remember asking her if i could visit him after the surgery, if that was ok but i would understand if it wasn't. Buddy's condition was alot worst and the cancer had spread to far. The doctor had said, his tumors were bleeding and it was only a matter of time before it would end his life. By time, he meant days. It was a hard decision to wake him or not, but his mother made the right choice and on November 4th 2014, I awoke with a new message on my phone. Buddy never woke up from surgery.

I will never forget him. Not only was he my first foster, but he was part of my family. I will always have a special place reserved for him in my heart and I will continue to help Brittany dogs with him on my mind.

Our beloved boy Oppie

This is Oppie who recently crossed the Rainbow Bridge. When I spoke to his mom today,  she shared some details of this beloved dog.  "Oppie came to me and all he wanted was love.  He was always next to us or sitting as close as he could get to us.  His favorite spot was on my lap...a 50 pound lap dog that wanted only love."  Oppie always had something to say.  He did not have a mean bone in his body.  He had old soul eyes that a person could get lost in.  We ended our conversation today with a request from Oppie's mom...."do something for the dogs...buy a bag of food and donate it, foster and make a difference in a dog's life, find a way to share your love with our rescued britts."  Thank you Victoria for sharing your favorite memories and the great advice.