Sad News

We are regretfully letting you know that our Diago crossed the bridge last night. We adopted him 10 years ago last week from MAGSR. He was known as Shamus. He dedicated his life as a search and rescue k9 saving lost and missing persons. He was diagnosed with Cancer just before Thanksgiving and was given 2 to 6 weeks to live. Our hearts are so broken as he gave us so much love that we so desperately needed. He rescued us. R.I.P. Diago and Thank you for you service.  John Aiken and Tammy Mankey

Penny passed away on October 23, 2017. This is very difficult to write, so please bear with me.

I loved Penny with all my heart. She settled in immediately, and got along wonderfully with my 2 cats. She had regular vet visits, was caught up with all vaccinations. Had daily heart worm preventative. She stayed in her crate when I was at work for the first 2 months (total: 6-8 hrs/day when I was out.) By June she was out in the house 100% of the time, though she usually slept in her crate at nite  (located in my bedroom, w/ crate door open)— it was comfortable because there was a luxurious pillow bed in there. I had a trainer come to the house, and he was very helpful (though she was really well behaved, especially around people.)

Penny got at least 2 long walks each day, rain, snow, or shine. She loved rides in the car, and I could take her for visits at friends’ or my grown children’s’ homes. We’d occasionally drive over to places like Lake Montebello so she could have a change of scenery on her walks. Penny wore bandanas/collars for every holiday & season. I teach music lessons in my home, and she loved greeting my students & walking them to the door afterwards. She also loved to hang in my fenced backyard, with or without me.

The only issues thru-out were occasional bouts of severe diarrhea, which started a month after I got her. My vet placed her on prescription dog food (ID Science Diet). My previous shepherd (also from MAGSR) who I had for 10 years, was on the same food. Penny would be fine for a month or two— then suddenly have an “attack” of diarrhea in the house. It would come on very suddenly---she didn't have time to ask to go out. I usually took her to the vet ASAP; he’d give a shot to stop it, then she’d be on medication for 10 days. They attributed it to having a sensitive GI system. I never gave her people food—just an occasional dog biscuit.

Oct 21st 2017 she became very very sick and had to go to the emergency ER she deteriorated very quickly. While I couldn't think of getting another dog--now it's been well over a year--- I still miss the companionship.

Good Morning, Around 7 years ago when I volunteered for MAGSR, fate led me to foster and then adopt Anna, a gorgeous shepherd mix who was 5 at the time and quickly became part of our family. Anna had some fear issues in the beginning, but before long we helped her she overcome them and she became happy and very confident and a wonderful part of our family. The years went by (too fast) until this April when Anna had several seizure-like episodes. Investigation into these incidences led to various tests and a CT scan which revealed a relatively rare cancer- thymoma- a slow growing cancer of the thymus, a gland on the heart which affects the lymphatic system.  We decided to have the surgery to remove it as she was otherwise very healthy for a 11-year old and it looked as if the surgeons would be able to remove it all. Once the surgery was complete, they unfortunately discovered that it had spread to other places and they were not able to get all of it. We knew thymomas were generally slow-growing so we decided to put her on steroids to slow the regrowth as I didn’t want to put her through the side effects of chemo or radiation during whatever time she had left. We had no idea how long it would be before it would come back, but I knew it would be devastating- I just had no idea it would be so soon or so devastating. This Tuesday the 19th of October, 2017, we said goodbye to Anna- she suddenly began having issues over the weekend and we discovered on Monday that her cancer had returned in the form of at least one large tumor in her chest- one that was not there only a couple months ago.  When we awoke Tuesday morning, she refused to eat anything, including her pain pills or treats, and her jaw was so sore that I couldn’t possibly force her to take them.  By then, both sides of her face had begun to swell and she was beginning to have trouble breathing. Although I wish I could have kept her with me forever, I knew I couldn’t be selfish and she was telling me that she had had enough. She was in pain and there was nothing I could do for her except let her go. She was my constant companion and although I very much love my family and my other furry ones, she and I had a bond that was just different than any other. I feel as if a part of my heart and my soul has been ripped away. She was such a good girl and truly didn’t deserve to be abandoned by her former family and to have cancer take her at the end of her life. I am only so lucky and grateful to have been there for her in between- but what’s more is that she was there for me. Never judging, never disappointed in me, or angry with me. She was there when I was sick or in pain, and when I was sad or stressed- which unfortunately has been a lot lately with my own health issues. She was never pushy, and always knew when to come to me and give comfort. Even in the final moments before she took her last breath, she was nudging me and worried for me as I cried over her. I can’t really remember what my life was like before she became part of our family, but I know it will never be the same. She was the sweetest, bravest, sassiest, bossiest, fiercest, most loving and stoic creature I’ve ever met and I know that there will never be anything like her in my life again. I can only hope that there is indeed a “Rainbow Bridge” or a Heaven where someday, somehow, I can see her again. Until then I will keep her memories inside my heart, as painful as that may be. Thank you MAGSR for all you do, and for giving me the opportunity to have such a wonderful girl be such a huge part of my life. Sincerely, Dawn McAndrew Former Volunteer and Furever Grateful

Not that long after adopting Sadie (changed to Suki) she came down with oral melanoma. Despite the best in oncology care & the latest immune therapy, she died on October 6 of 2017. I was broken hearted.  The first photo is shortly after she arrived.  She had a slight limp so her orthopod fitted her with a shoulder brace & prescribed limited exercise for a few weeks. She loved the park so she is being strolled through it. The next photo is very shortly before she died.  Mora Harrison 

It all started with a random trip to our local PetSmart in Waldorf one weekend, when we came across a table setup with MAGSR information and GSD representing by the name of Mosby.  We had never heard of MAGSR, but soon discovered what you were all about with a wonderful volunteer, Ms. Susan Palmer.  We looked through a notebook of photos of GSD's that needed a fur-ever home to call their own and we were HOOKED!  We filled out the application and waited anxiously for the call and home visit.  When we finally got the green light to come see a few doggies, we went up to the kennel with the intent to adopt a young GSD, but our son wanted to see an older GSD by the name of AJ!!  He was believed to have been 5 yrs old.  The person that was showing us AJ asked me if I wanted to give him a treat, I agreed a bit reluctantly because AJ was such a BIG boy.  She gave me the treat and told me to lay my hand flat, AJ came over and took my whole hand into his mouth, my thought at that very second, was where is the nearest hospital!  He was the most gentle giant I had ever come across and at that very moment I told my family we did not have to look any further, AJ was the one!  So on February 11, 2012 we adopted our 2nd son.  AJ quickly became part of our crazy world.  He loved going to the park in Marshal Hall and chasing the geese.  He went to travel baseball games with us, but his all time favorite job he had was going on WALKS!  If he saw us open the drawer where we kept his leash he would go crazy and spin in circles.  He had and shared the love of Rotisserie Chicken with me every time I would bring one home (LOL).  He was a gentle giant.  AJ gave us all so much over the short 5 1/2 yrs he was with us.  He got along with small dogs, big dogs, any human; he didn't have a mean bone in his body.  He could never be replaced, he was simply AMAZING and AWESOME in everything he did. With great sadness and very broken hearts we had to let you go on 9/25/17.  AJ had Degenerative Myelopathy, a disease that affects the spinal cord.  At the end we were carrying him in and out of the house.  He could no longer stand to eat, stand to go to the bathroom, or take his beloved walks.  His quality of life had escaped him.  It was the hardest decision we had to make to let him go, but I know we made the right decision. Our hope is that he enjoyed his time with us as much as we enjoyed our time with him.  He was a Blessing to our family and we enjoyed the all to short journey with him.  He was a gentle giant, an over sized teddy bear.  He gave our family so much and asked for so little in return.  We will fur-ever love you to the moon and back AJ, "until we all meet again!"  

It's with a very heavy heart that I am writing this email to you all today. Our beloved family member, Icarus, left us on Monday, August 28th. He was our first MAGSR pup adopted back in January 2006 (when his name was Zorro) and was a beautiful, sable colored boy who had the most amazing temperament. He immediately took to our female GSD mix Scout and they became the best of buddies. Icarus was a huge part of our lives for close to 12 years and saw us through so many life events including marriage, babies, and growing boys - and we couldn't have asked for a more amazing companion on this journey. He was gentle, sweet and loved both people and dogs alike. He wasn't the brightest, but he made up for it with his amazing personality and truly stunning good looks! When we brought our most recent pup home from MAGSR in 2013 (JR now Nikko), Icarus warmly welcomed him into the house and bestowed tons of attention and licks on the younger dog. They were great playmates and Nikko helped to keep the aging Icarus young at heart. We miss our Icarus dearly and the house seems different without our big loveable guy around.  Thank you MAGSR for allowing this wonderful dog into our home and our hearts. He will not be forgotten.

I am very sad today. My beautiful fur companion passed over the Rainbow Bridge. It was quick last Wednesday she came down with a fever and it did not respond to antibiotics. An ultrasound was done today which showed cancer in the spleen stomach and nodules in the liver. She was glued to my side for the last 4 years.I am going to miss my baby girl dearly She was about 10 yrs old and still had some good years left in her if the ca didn't get her.2 days before she fell sick she was running around with a fox that she became friends with. Just about every morning before day break she would hurry down to the stream and her and the fox would play . This has been going on since March.  Then she would meet up with a few of her other furry friends  a hound dog,Shitzu,a laso and a mut .We walked several miles with her friends. She was quite THE LADY. Sierra loved getting groomed and getting her nails painted. and being a typical women she loved to shop. She would walk around Pet Value or other stores looking and smelling but wouldn't grab anything until I said "Get your treat"  then she went to what she had picked out . She was amazing. I'm glad that I could work with her and give her a nice home for 4 yrs. She was an amazing companion.

Hi there. We adopted Kyla from you all back in 2001. She crossed over yesterday evening. She had a beautiful life. When we got her, all we knew was she had been left in an outdoor pen in all her own mess. I believe she may have been one or two years old when we got her but her age was not for sure. Kyla had the sweetest disposition and not a mean bone in her body (except for the UPS man/truck when she was younger). She was our family dog but she was mine or better yet, I was hers lol.  Where ever I was, she was. She also loved her dad when he came home from work. She used to bring him toys shaking them in her mouth to him. My friend's dog had to teach Kyla how to play with toys when we first got her because she had no clue. As for our girls, she used to wait for them to come home from school at the door.

Kyla really blossomed about a year after we had her. She had always been skittish and definitely afraid of any other man (other than her dad). I brought home a kitten. His name is Shadow.  She took this kitten and treated it like it was her own puppy. Even up until she passed, they had a special bond. We have two other cats as well. Well, last night, Shadow came onto our bed, went over to my husband's side, stood there for a minute looking at the floor where she would lay. He jumped down, sniffed around and jumped back up on the bed. I fully believe he knows. As for the other two cats...they seem oblivious.

Before we were leaving yesterday evening to take her to the vets, I went out onto our deck (which is enclosed in plastic except for ventilation holes on the sides). On the deck was a butterfly (same coloring as Kyla). I released the butterfly off the deck. This morning, the same butterfly was in the yard. I don't think that sign can get any more clear. She is going to be missed terribly. But she had a wonderful life. We may adopt again one day, but not anytime soon. She was a special girl. Thank you for allowing us the pleasure to have her in our lives.

The first two pics are when we first got her. The next pic is in later years. Then the butterfly pics are from last night and this morning.

Michele Reese

We are heartbroken to report the passing of our beloved GSD Piper over the bridge. She came to us via MAGSR back in 2004 when we still lived in Maryland. Twelve years ago we took a chance and welcomed this young, undisciplined puppy into our lives. She was a Tasmanian devil of cartoon fame (for which she earned the nick name 'Hyper Piper') and she never ceased to amaze us with her boundless energy or her ability to try our patience. To put it bluntly, she fit right into our household. And yet, what she lacked in discipline she more than made up for in the undying love and affection she gave us these last 12 years. It was a love that knew no boundaries and an affection that was as infinite as her beautiful and gentle soul. When she wasn't begging to catch frisbies, tossing her bed around, or making a run for a quick swim in the pond, she would thrust herself into our presence as a way of saying “Pay attention to me!” And when she got that attention, like any dog with a bone, she held on to it until SHE decided it was time to stop, always with a trademark "harumpf".  Our house and home will seem a bit larger now without her incredible love that so greatly filled it.  She is gone now beyond the vale to play with her pack brother Baxter, but her love and spirit will never be far from our hearts. Many thanks to Mid-Atlantic German Shepherd Rescue all those years ago for allowing us to share in her life and love

My husband and I adopted Riggins on April 29 2007. He instantly fit right into our family. He had so much personality. He won 2nd place in obedience training, went on to tracking training. Riggins was the most polite well manner companion until he felt my husband or I might be in danger. Then he was right there. I could share so many wonderful stories about Riggins, but I will keep it short.  The most important reason I am sharing this is to thank you for connecting us to a forever friend. Thank you giving us the ability to spend 10 amazing years with the best companion ever.  We lost our buddy Riggins on May 25 2017 due to health issues from DM. MAGSR we thank you for what you do.  

It’s only been 6 weeks since we lost our Basil and it seems like forever. I met my Basil at the Reisterstown Festival in Sept 2007. I fell in love with him the moment I met him, but I was going on vacation in October and I didn’t have anyone to watch him. When I returned, I got in touch with his foster to see if there was anyone interested in him. When I found out there wasn’t, I knew he was going to be mine. It was fate. He was a baby and had lots of energy and I couldn’t seem to tire him out. He was wearing me out though. So after a few months I decided he needed a sibling. Then I received an email from a friend, that a Husky needed a new home. We went to meet the Husky and Basil seemed to like her, so we piled in the car. On the way home Basil started a fight in the back seat. We got home and everything was fine for a little while but my Basil would start fights with her on occasion. He was wondering when she was going home. When he finally realized Kesha wasn’t leaving he decided to love her instead of fighting with her. You could tell him to go give Kesha kisses and he did exactly that. They became best friends and were pretty much inseparable. Basil was a huge part of my life. He was such a special dog. He was with me all the time. Then when I met Mark, Basil became special to him too. Both Basil and Kesha were in our wedding pictures. Basil loved his toys, especially new toys. Whenever he got a new toy he would play only with that toy for a while, as if he was saying 'thank you, I really like this' . He loved them so much he used them as a pillow to take a little nap. Everyday he met me and the front door with a toy in his mouth. He was a smart little boy. Did you ever see a dog bring his toys back inside from the yard? My Basil did. “Basil go get your toy, bring it inside”. And he would. He would do anything I told him to do. He was such a good and smart boy. He was also a creature of habit and loved to stay on schedule. He would get so upset with me when I strayed from that schedule on the weekends. My Basil definitely understood comfort. He loved to sleep in bed with his head on a pillow just like a human. I don’t think Basil knew he was a dog. Basil loved my Mom and Dad. He knew them as Mommy and Daddy and would get so excited when I told him “Mommy and Daddy was coming to see Basil”. He would run to the window and look for them. Basil had so many people that cared for him. He was such a loving dog. My Basil had many nicknames and would answer to all of them: Little Man, Angel, Baby Boy, Baby Doll, Brown Dog and Boom Boom (since he was scared of anything that went boom). My little boy would get so upset when it thundered and when there were fireworks. I tortured Basil and Kesha by dressing them up every year for their birthdays, Halloween and for their Christmas pictures. And they both went along with it. Basil actually loved getting his picture taken. He was like my child and I would have done anything for him. My Basil stopped eating which was very unusual for him. That was one of his favorite things. Within 2 days he was diagnosed with liver cancer. We got a 2nd opinion and unfortunately it was the same. We were able to keep him comfortable with meds for just a little while. Just about a month later when he started having trouble breathing I had to make the hardest decision ever. I promised him when the bad days outnumbered the good days I wouldn’t let him suffer any longer. He was probably suffering longer than we ever realized, but when my Basil stopped eating we knew something major was wrong. We miss and love you Little Man…… RIP my precious animal! If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever!!!   Mark & Beth Tudor

It is with great sadness and heartache, that we send this notice of our Sweet Gusty “Gus” passing over the rainbow bridge.  My husband and I adopted Gus and his sister Hailey in 2006, after losing my first Shepherd.  Gus went to bed Thursday May 10th and when we woke that next morning, Gus was paralyzed from his mid spine back.  The vet told us that many German Shepherd’s can get an autoimmune disease that affects their spinal cord at his yearly appointment a few months prior but never thought it would happen so quickly.  My husband and I are completely heart broken over his passing, not to mention his sister has been pretty depressed.  I cannot thank MAGSR enough for rescuing these pups and giving us the opportunity to make them a part of our family.  Both Gus and Hailey have the best temperament for any dog let alone a Shepherd.  Gus will forever be in our hearts………… Sincerely, Joseph and Kristina Dillon, North Beach Maryland  

In Loving Memory of Dutchess, 04/18/2017. On this sad day Dutchess, a young, beautiful, girl passed over the bridge. Dutchess came to MAGSR as a 2yr old GSD from a local shelter on 03/24/2017, a victim of alleged abuse. The abuse left her w/a slight tilt to her head & blindness in one eye; still when she came to us she was a trusting, happy dog, exhibiting the resiliency that dogs generally show. MAGSR says "Till We Meet Again" Dutchess, your life here on earth was much too short & hurtful. Go now, find all the MAGSR dogs that have preceded you, there you will find you can trust again, never more to be abused. You will be welcomed, loved & in a better place than you've known. Beautiful girl, you deserved so much better than you received, Run Free W/Love, RIP Dutchess.

I adopted Saydalee, or she actually chose my daughter and me, from an adoption event in 2002 when she was 1 year old.  She and her brother had been surrendered because they weren't "cocker spaniels", and Saydalee was found to be quite a jumper.  I had been advised that she shouldn't be left in a fenced yard if I wanted to keep her.

Saydalee was the largest dog I had ever had, and she kept me running, walking, and extremely happy for the past 14 years. She was the absolute best dog that anyone could have ever shared a life with, and I miss her terribly. She made friends with everyone and every animal she met, even was step-sister to 4 cats. She gave me so many happy moments over the years, that it still hurts to realize that she is gone. Although she had a torn ACL and arthritis had set in, she continued to walk with me up to a week before her death.  She was pure heart.  I was blessed to have her in my life.  She went to the Rainbow Bridge to wait for me on Wednesday, October 5, 2016 at the age of 15 years, 4 months. 
  Sincerely, Margaret L Sullivan Baltimore, MD
 

Handsome Luke came to MAGSR beat down, with long nails and various age-related ailments.  His life changed for the better once he came to MAGSR and his foster took him in.  Recently, Luke was having increased difficulty to get around and started to react badly to those around him.  It is with sadness that we report Luke passed peacefully yesterday with his loving foster parents by his side.  We thank his fosters for taking Luke into their home and loving him during his twilight years. Run free Luke. RIP.