In Honor of Oscar





Oscar was almost 15 years old. He was an AARF dog. So many times my husband and I thought of how lucky we were that AARF rescued him and put us together. He was my heart dog. He was a terrier mix with a pure terrier heart. He put joy in every day. He lived life with a passion. Here's a picture of him doing what he loved most. Thank you.

Oscar has passed on. Of course, he's had old-dog symptoms for a while. But a few weeks ago, things got worse. Last week I took him to the vet and she said he had a brain tumor. As the week went by, he grew worse. Tuesday we said goodbye to him. We were relieved that we could save him from suffering,as so far he didn't have much pain or sickness. It surely would have gotten worse.

JD, I and Gracie are grieving. We will miss him so much. He added a huge amount of joy and love to our lives. He was my heart dog. I loved other dogs and will love new dogs, but no other dog will have my heart like that crazy Oscar. I'm grateful we had almost 15 years. We connected and were true partners having wild fun in agility. We spent thousand of hours in the woods and at the river. We had terrific fun at Camp Jackpot. Oscar was game and we tried everything--agility, rally-o, tracking, flyball, frisbee, tricks. He even had immense fun demonstrating what not-to-do herding. He had the pure terrier personality and lived life with a passion.

As he fell asleep for the last time, I kissed him and told him I hoped he was dreaming he was having a great agility run. JD added he may be dreaming he was wrestling a raccoon. What a dog! Thanks to each of you for caring for him too.


When I am gone, release me, let me go-
I have so many things to see and do.
You must not tie yourself to me with tears,
be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love; you can only guess
how much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you have each shown.
But now it is time I traveled alone.