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In Loving Memory of Haley - Born 6/10/07 – Died 11/29/18
Adopted by Pat & Randy Brown from Sunny Sky’s on 8/11/17

We first met Haley at an adoption event at Marymoor Park. Although we had attended the event to “just look”, this quiet, somewhat forlorn waif of a dog caught my eye and my heart. She had been relinquished to a kill shelter in CA at the age of 10, flown to WA, then
rescued by/sheltered at Sunny Sky’s Animal Rescue. Given her age and introverted nature, it was a miracle that Wings of Rescue chose to fly her out and that Sunny Sky’s chose to bring her to this adoption event! We are so thankful they did! Soon she became our Haley. During the 15 months that Haley was a part of our family, it was a joy to see all the little things that made her life happy. Haley loved having a secure and loving home to call her own – so much so that she walked somewhat reluctantly away from the house on our multiple daily walks – but she always walked vigorously heading toward home. Whenever Haley returned home from a walk or car ride, she always insisted on walking a circle around our backyard to make sure her yard was as it should be. Although Haley was a small dog, she had the full-bodied bark of a larger dog, and while she did not bark frequently, she would bark to announce, “This is my home!” to anyone approaching the house. She was an expert in napping, enjoying sleeping in one of her two beds – curled up like a cute powdered donut! Her bed in the family room was also her favorite spot because from there, she could monitor activity in the “food room” (kitchen), and the other areas of the open floor plan. She
loved looking out from her perch on the ottoman under the front window, attentively watching cars and people. She savored sniffing the scents during our walks in the neighborhood and the trails of Edith Moulton Park near our home. She loved running unleashed on the beach at Seabrook with our girls on family vacations. Underweight when adopted, Haley would vocalize impatiently at our feet as we served her breakfasts and dinners, “talking” to us (“Hurry up! I’m hungry, you know!”), then she would prance excitedly over to her feeding area to receive & eat her meal. She also loved her “people food” treats of plain Greek yogurt (from a spoon or almost empty container), scrambled egg, a shred of cheese, pumpkin puree, a bit of plain pancake, or ice cream on occasion. Resigned to the rule of no treats from the dining table, Haley would face away
from us in her bed (“I won’t look at you.”) until our dinner was finished. After her meals, Haley delighted in carrying her favorite Lamb Chop doll around the house, vocalizing as she went, often joyfully running from living room to family room! As she recovered from oral surgery, she was not to carry any toys until her mouth healed, so she & I invented another post-meal game - taking turns running & chasing one another around the house. Haley hated baths, but would tolerate them as long as there was a yogurt treat involved. After her bath, she would bolt from the bathroom, exuberantly running all around the house, so happy to be done!
Haley did not like to cuddle and declined our encouraging invitations to hang out on the couch with or without us (that must not have been allowed in her previous life!). But there were many ways we knew she loved us. She loved being close to us, snuggled in one of her nest beds. If we were in different rooms, she would walk back and forth, trying to persuade us to settle together in one room, so she could lie down close to both of us. Haley would
watch at the front window for our return from errands, and if we were away from the house for more than an hour, Haley would often greet us with vocal “yowls” that sounded quite cat-like. In the last months of her life, Haley was more receptive to physical affection, lingering to accept chest rubs and standing belly rubs – I like to think if she’d been with us longer, that she would have become comfortable with cuddling up with us on the couch.
The people at Sunny Sky’s had characterized Haley as a “nervous little dog.” (who wouldn’t be after being given up as a senior dog?!) She was very timid about meeting new people (tucking her tail & pulling away if unfamiliar people talked to her), about riding in the
car (she’d shake like a leaf), and about going to the vet, but for all her timidity, her basic sweet nature shone through and people loved her wherever we went. Haley had several serious medical issues from her previous life – a mast cell tumor; loose, infected teeth; skin allergies – but with the work of several specialists, we got her
through all these. It was rewarding to see her healthy & comfortable with a sense of wellbeing. We knew when we adopted an older dog that we might not have many years with her, yet fervently hoped that after getting her through her medical issues we would enjoy
some good golden years together – it was not to be. Sadly, Haley died from an aggressive cancer 10 days before her 11 1/2th birthday. Our vet came to our home to help Haley to the Rainbow Bridge, allowing her to die in her favorite nest bed as we loved and held her.
Fifteen months was not nearly enough time to give Haley all the love we had for her. The death of this sweet little dog has left a large hole in our lives & hearts. Oh, Haley, I miss the soft sweet sound of your ears flapping as you shook upon awakening. I miss our morning routine of a short walk (with you pulling hard toward home & your breakfast), followed by sharing some egg or yogurt with breakfast. I miss seeing you napping contentedly in your bed near me. I miss seeing your beautiful white eyelashes & darling caramel speckled ears. I miss seeing your little face at the front window. I miss having you underfoot “assisting” in the kitchen. I miss the wisps of your shed white fur around the house and your nose prints on the windows. I miss singing love songs to you
throughout the day. I miss “mothering” & pampering you, dressing you in your various vests & coats for warmth (and fashion!). I miss taking you for rides in your stroller. I miss patting your soft, smooth fur. I miss seeing your sweet face looking up at me. If love could have cured you, you would have been healed. Farewell, precious Haley girl, rest in peace.
Postscript – When I brought the wooden urn with her ashes home from the veterinary clinic, I carried the little urn in a circle around our backyard to honor her coming home ritual–
Haley’s last circle in her yard.

Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
-Agnes Sligh Turnbull

Dear Sunny Sky's Shelter:
We are writing to thank you for the opportunity to adopt a car from your shelter in July 2015. Her name was Abby and she was a British Shorthair. At the time of adopting her she was 10 years old. If I remember correctly she was at the shelter sometime after a family could not take her when they moved. Recently, Abby developed Gingiiva Squamous Cell Carcinoma back in like February 2018. We were terribly sad to learn of the diagnosis knowing that we could get some of it removed which we did; but we knew it would be something that Abby could not survive. 

Abby, was the first cat my wife and I have owned and she was absolutely the perfect cat for us. Abby was such a snuggler and a comforter, she constantly wanted to be with either myself or my wife. She would hug us and with her paw squeeze our hand; which I always took that she was trying to let us know how much she loved us and thanked us for adopting her. She was the comforter when our dog that we had for 13 years passed away from cancer. The attention Abby showed us during that time helped make the loss of our dog a little easier. She had such a sweet personality totally opposite of how I thought a cat would tend to be, meaning kind of aloof. We learned she loved miniture Kong stuffed animals, particularly a pic, she would carry it around drop it and talk to it and just play and play with it. She would bring us such joy these last almost 3 years. My wife and I have often said we wished we could've gotten her much sooner. 

We had to move to our home state and we took Abby on the plane and she did wonderfully. Then this past February we learned of her diagnosis. After some of it was removed we cared for her with medication until she no longer wanted to eat or drink which was much longer than we thought. She handled the cancer well up until the time she stopped wanting to eat or drink then we know Abby was ready to say goodbye. She would fight on until we decided to say goodbye to our sweet Abby this past Friday, 15 June 2018. 

Again, thank you all so much for the opportunity to adopt Abby, I'll miss her terribly and so will my wife. 

"His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears."
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Poet

2001- 6/1/18
Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and wish I could see you one more time. You were and always will be my best friend and my fur-baby. I love you to the moon and back Harley my little tiny dancer. I can't wait for the day when I get to see you again. I hope you are with Rosco your best 4 legged friend running and playing and no longer in pain. I love you Harley...mommy misses you :(

When tomorrow starts without me
Don't think we're far apart
For every time you think of me
I'm right here inside your heart.

Sophie came to me by way of Sunny Sky's Animal Rescue with her "brother", Sebastian. They were both senior doggies and my first attempt at dog ownership. How those little two poodle-nuggets changed my life. Sebastian passed about a year and a half ago but Sophie has been such a joy for me these past three years. I cannot describe the loss I feel right now but am so thankful for the time we had together and to Sunny Sky's for the work that they do.

“The world would be a nicer place
if everyone had the ability
to love as unconditionally
as a dog.”

-M.K. Clinton

- April 28, 2016
I'm so glad you found your way to me. You will be missed every day of the rest of my life. Rest in peace my sweet Max'r.