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To Celebrate the Lives of the Iggies Who Have Left Us

Some Angels Have Four Paws...

1993 - Jan. 2004
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Ellie Mae --- aka "Caboose"

Ellie Mae entered my life in '01 as my first Rescue IG. It was Ellie Mae's remarkable story and her incorporation into my life and heart, that sparked my interest in IG Rescue. Ellie Mae's impact lead to the founding of Triangle IG Rescue. It is in her memory that TIGR operates today. ... Stephanie, founder TIGR
 

Oct. 11, 1987 -- Jan. 11, 2006
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Peanut, aka "the Nutter", Asleep by the fire...

Peanut came to me/TIGR in spring of '04 after his Dad passed away. He was 16 yrs old. In Jan. '05, Peanut was diagnosed w/ cancer, but did so well in his battle throughout '05 that his Veterinarians called him "the Come Back Kid". In Jan. '06 Peanut's body grew tired and I decided that Peanut was ready to join his Dad at the Rainbow Bridge. I will always miss The Nutter! ... Stephanie, founder TIGR

1995 - November 7th, 2006
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My Lily, aka "Bugaboo"

Lily and her best buddy Giotto were my first two offical IGCA foster kids and my first experience w/ adopting out my foster kids. I'll never forget Lily's family getting back out of the car to comfort my tears as they were ready to drive away w/ her and Giotto. I've since learned the art of "loving and letting go"! Lily was a special soul! Lily lost a year long battle w/ Hemangiosarcoma in Nov. '06. Her Mom remembers ... "My Lily ("Bugaboo") I would hold her in my arms & there were times it seemed she was smiling from behind those gentle brown eyes. Now, I look outside where she once played, chasing fireflys. I sit on the swing we once shared & could almost feel her gentle little kisses. My heart misses you so...."

A Dog Well Remembered..

…..For if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through
your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, laughing, begging, it
matters not where that dog sleeps - on a hill where the wind is
un-rebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in
puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land where most
exhilarating cattle graze. It is one to the dog, and all one to
you, and nothing is gained and nothing is lost - if memory lives.
But there is one best place to bury a dog. If you bury him on this
spot, he will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim,
dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path and to
your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel
they shall not growl at him nor resent his coming, for he belongs
there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass
bent by his footfalls, who hear no whimper, people who may never
really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something
that is hidden from them. The one best place to bury a good dog is
in the heart of his master.

Author Unknown

1995 -- February 4th, 2007
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"Giotto"

Giotto
  Giotto and Lily were my first two IG fosters. These two spirited souls found a wonderful home together where they lived out the rest of their lives looking after each other and their adoptive parents too. Giotto was a 'singer' and never hesitated to break into song while watching television. A special boy indeed. Like his sister Lily, Giotto was taken by Hemangiosarcoma. We're comforted only by the thought that these two are together again. Mom Karol pays tribute to Giotto with these words... "Mr. Giotto, my handsome man. I miss watching tv with you curled up beside me, singing away to the tv.You always watched over sister Lily and when she left us, you needed to go too. I know you are still watching over her and we miss you so much. I will forever hear you singing in my heart."

?? - Dec. 30, 2005
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Clementine Rose

Clementine was found wandering the cold snowy streets, Her ears tattooed with Puppy Mill ID. Even with no teeth, and a bad heart, Clementine still found a loving Mom in Joyce where she was finally the Princess she deserved to be. Joyce lost Clementine to heart failure in Dec. 2005... But, Joyce has since adopted Tammy, Joy, & Sissy in 2006

?? -- January 2nd, 2007
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"Paulo"

Paulo (right) aka "Pallie the trash-hound" as Mom Angie lovingly called him, was one of my first fosters in '02. Paulo touched all of us w/ his Loving Devotion and Sense of Humor! He will be missed by all, but especially by Mom Angie, Angie's Son, and iggy brother Cyrus (left).

January 26, 2002 --- August 12, 2007
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"Little Bit"

Little Bit
   Little Bit was bounced around three times before reaching her final destination, the Charest Family.  In her Mom's words... "From the moment I saw her picture on Petfinder I knew she was meant to be with us.  My husband Ric and I drove six hours from Beaufort, SC to Tampa, FL to pick up our brat dog.  Bits kept Sam and Angelina young by being the pest.  She was affectionate to anyone that would give her the time.  She adored her daddy the best. We are going to miss all the moans, groans, and ear cleanings.  This little soul had so much love to give but ran out of time.  Her poor little bones gave up before her heart ever did.  Muppy and Daddy miss you dearly.  You’ll always live on in our hearts."  
    It’s better to have love and lost then, to never have loved at all. 

"Our animals shepherd us through certain eras of our lives. When we are ready to turn the corner and make it on our own...they let us go." Anonymous