believe a year has gone by and changes that has happened
since. Let me start at the beginning, I had a great
Golden Retriever named Lily, she was 8-years-old. She
was my best friend, and became even closer after my
divorce. She was always there for me, no matter what
with unconditional love and caring. I had gone to Japan
to participate in the Law Enforcement Torch Run to raise
awareness for Special Olympics. I had 12 great days
there and an opportunity of a lifetime. When I returned
home Lily was somehow different. I thought it was from
me being gone. Week went by and did not get any better,
so I took her to the vet and she was diagnosed with
Spinal cancer. I took her home until it was time for her
to go home under the rainbow bridge. Lily went to
Rainbow Bridge on March 23, 2005. I came home from work
and she could not move, I called a special friend from
work and he came and helped me take her to the Vet.
Saying goodbye was the hardest thing I had to do and my
friend Ben so graciously offered to take her up on his
property so that I could go visit her there. For this I
will be eternally grateful to him, knowing that she is
safe and near a family that I care deeply for.
I felt lost coming home and no Lily there to greet me.
It has to be the greatest feeling having your dog there
for you, not having to say a word just total
unconditional love for you. Always knowing when you
needed some extra touching and closeness with them. Dogs
are very keen in this area.
I went about a month and I started looking for a new
dog. Had two requirements, one it had to be a Golden
Retriever and two it could not be aggressive.
I happened to do some searching on the internet and came
Golden Bond Golden Retriever
Rescue, and thought wow this is neat, I
need a dog to love and there had to be a dog out there
that needed a forever home. Was very moved by this
organization and the caring people that were behind it.
Before you know I filled out an application, got my home
approved and had the fun of looking for a new dog to
join with me as a family member.
one I looked at, his name was Sonny, a 4-year-old,
reddish Golden Retriever. I met him three days later and
fell in love with him, then had to wait a week as his
foster family was on vacation. So one week later I went
and picked him up. May 7, 2005 what a great day. I
changed his name to Harley and we were now a family,
just Harley and I. He is a wonderful dog, except when he
bolts out the door; you see Harley was chained up for
four years and never given the love that he so much
deserved. So when he saw the opportunity to run as he
should have been doing for four years he took the
opportunity, and still does. Someday will have to write
a story on my adventures with Harley.
I got Harley I kept checking the
website and started reading on being a foster family for
other Goldens that needed a temporary home. Again
I filled out the application and after I was approved, I
became a foster mom.
foster dog was Rosie, only had her 3 weeks but became
very attached to her. Thought my heart was going to
break when I said good bye to her when she was adopted.
But life goes on. I figured I can do this and then I got
Zoey, then Roscoe, and then I got Corey, a
7-year-old Golden Retriever
so full of needing to be cared and loved.
first day with me is etched in my mind. Corey probably
thought what have I got involved with. I went and picked
him up on November 26, 2005 and we were home when I was
out in the garage on a ladder and fell 10 feet to the
concrete floor. When I woke up both Harley and Corey
were there sitting beside me. When I finally got to the
phone to call for help, he was really confused with the
police and paramedics being there. For that I say thank
god to 2 more special co workers for taking care of me
and my dogs till the paramedics came.
the first weekend I was kind of in and out of it but
would get up to let the dogs out or let them in the
Corey adjusted slowly. I did not have a lot of history
on Corey’s past but I knew that he had been alone behind
a shed for several years, till some neighbors got
involved and then contacted
to rescue him.
the softest golden, and lavished on attention. He
started having some bad dreams and I would talk him out
of the dreams and then he would be okay once he awoke
from them, and come over for some attention from me
while I talked to him and made him feel safe. These
tended to not be very frequent so this was okay for me
to deal with, as he just needed someone to love him.
He had his
first contact with a possible new family and went with
them but it did not work out as he did not get along
well with cats and was their other dog was an older
Golden with not quite so much energy as Corey had.
good, he came back and things were good. A few bad
dreams but again they were tolerable and easy to work
with. Then another family came to look at him for
adoption through Golden Bond. They were great and talk
about the perfect family. I knew Corey had found his
forever home. Within the week Corey had some issues
stemming from some bad dreams and came back to me on 10
day quarantine. We dealt with some more bad dreams and
they would come and go.
Then one bad dream he had he became aggressive and I
talked to him, took me allot longer this time, but that
time it worked. Then he had a few more and became
aggressive with Harley. What was sad is that he seemed
to be in a trance while these were happening. The night
the quarantine was lifted we had another incident, and I
knew something had to be done.
I did not blame Corey at all for any of this, he
deserved a chance to be with a loving family and to grow
up as a happy dog, but that right was taken from him
somewhere along the way. I had to do the hardest thing
and call Golden Bond and tell them what had
happened and that I could not risk anything happening to
Harley but also to Corey. Something was very wrong and
his cries out for help I think were not in his favor, so
many years had passed and it was all overwhelming for
13, 2006, I let Corey go and he was put to sleep and is
under the Rainbow Bridge now. This day is almost as hard
as the day I said goodbye to Lily. The only difference
is that Lily was loved and doted on and was a member of
my family to the fullest. Corey had been robbed of that
chance and it became too late for him.
I never had
a dog for a HERO and never thought I would, but Corey is
my hero for being such a wonderful short term friend to
me and he knew he was loved here. It makes me ill to
think how anyone could have done whatever they did to
him, and he in the end suffered the most. He lost his
life because someone took an animal and did not nurture
it and make it a family member. I do not think this was
on purpose or at least I hope it is not, but when
someone takes on the responsibility of an animal they
need to take full responsibility and realize they
deserve to have the best life that can be given to them,
not cast aside when they get bored with them.
I will miss
this wonderful dog that became my friend and Harleys
friend, right now I am grieving for him because I feel
like I failed him and that is the hardest thing one
should have to face, the not knowing what they could of
reads this story, please remember that there are so many
more out there like Corey, not getting a real chance at
life and a real family that loves them as a family
member. There are so many that need warmth and love and
that is in dog rescue and deserves that one chance.
COREY WAS A
Golden THAT DESERVED A CHANCE AND NEVER GOT IT, and this
is the STORY FOR THE LOVE OF A Golden Retriever,
AND MY HERO COREY. You will be missed, we loved you very
much even if the time was short.