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Memorials

Junior

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2001-2005

I met Junior at San Francisco Animal Care and Control in 2001. It was the beginning of the year and Diane Whipple had just been tragically killed. All of the pit bulls at SFACC were being routinely killed because nobody wanted to adopt them. Junior was captured on the streets of San Francisco with his sister. They killed her and Junior was put up for adoption.

Junior was an incredible dog. He had great issues with seperation anxiety and was trained for the four years we were lucky enough to know him. We created his own page, Junior's Page, on this website. During the past year with all of the politics surrounding San Francisco's breed specific SB861, the fear of pit bulls has been heightened once again. Good dogs like Junior are the ones who suffer.

On the morning of Sunday, September 29, 2005, Junior was tragically hit and killed by a car on Highway One. We believe that he was intentionally hit and killed as there were no other cars on the road that lonely morning.

We took the animals we had left and moved from California to a place that has no breed specific legislation. Not a day goes by that I do not mourn the loss of this wonderful dog who did not deserve to die such a young death.

In the words of Ghandi, a society is defined by the way it treats its animals.

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Tess

Tess was the beloved Belgian Malamute and the famous partner of Bob Gutierrez. Any of us who have benefitted from Bob's training at A Better Way Dog Training knew Tess. She was phenomenal and beyond a dog. Every one of Reunion's rescue dogs owes something to Tess. Bob is very broken right now without her and cannot really bear to think about her right now. Let's keep Bob and Tess in our thoughts until Bob feels comfortable enough to write something about Tess himself. Until then, Contessa is welcoming all of the beloved dogs entering heaven and showing them all how to mind their manners in her regal and motherly way.

God Bless Tess.

Frenchie

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As of March 17th 2009 Frenchie was put to rest. After a long struggle with Lymphoma cancer it was her time. She will always be missed. Frenchie was one of the best dogs ive had. She loved people and loved life. She was with me through alot of good and bad times. She kept it real through everything. I will always love her and keep a special place for her in my heart. Frenchie RIP and remeber all dogs go to heaven. And you will always be missed. Well lets see my names frenchie. I was almost killed at ACC but i was saved by Cindy from Reunion Rescue. She gave me my great name. I now live with alan. He's a great owner i couldnt ask for better. Other than that i like sleeping mostly, chewing on bones, rollerblading, going to the beach, alot of other stuff too. I like playing with dogs but im very peticular about who they are. So if your ever in san francisco come see if you can hang with me and my dogs.

Frenchie was saved by Alan and loved more than life. When Alan met Frenchie that first day, he discovered she knew how to do so many tricks, including roll over...she was a beautiful clown. She would have been put to sleep without anyone ever knowing how smart she was had Alan not discovered her and given her a wonderful incredible loving home.

Vive la Frenchwoman....toujours et pour jamais.....

Smokey

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1995-2003

Epitaph to Smokey, Our Wonder Dog

Smokey loved chewing and slobbering on his rubber ball when he was not chasing after it. He was a pro at rolling the ball with his tongue just far enough to stop dead an inch from your toe (this was how he greeted guests (to him, they were new playmates). Smokey was also an excellent swimmer. When hot, he'd simply jump in the pool or cool himself by lying on the top step of the pool, with his body fully submerged while his head rested on the edge. He had many quirky doganalities. But most importantly, he was truly a best friend who always knew when my husband and/or I were tense or in pain or simply needed a hug. He had a magical way of easing it all. He was our beloved furperson.

 Rosie

My Beloved Rosie
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Rosie
1992 - 2005
 
I met Rosie at a very sad time in my life. I had just lost my best friend Sati to cancer.  I had been calling around to rescues looking for a friend when I recieved a picture of this beautiful 4yr. old blonde with a white star on her chest. She had been found running the streets of Richmond and saved from the kill shelter there. I just had to foster her. At first, it was a little strange. This little dog was so independent she probably could have fed herself. She didn't like to cuddle much or like to be smooched on, but she would endure it. After about a month I new she would never leave. She had such a quiet strong presense. She never made noise, but you always knew she was there. She was my little Rosiegirl, my Bunny, my Babydoll. She loved to swim. We had a pool in Calif. and this dog would lay in the sun then jump in the water. She would repeat this little ritual all day.  We would go camping in Big Sur where she would climb the cliffs and romp in the surf.  She didn't like other dogs. A total Alpha female so we did just about everything together and I was happy to spend as much time as possible with her. She was such a clown playing with her squeeky pink 'Old Navy' bone then dropping it at my feet and stealing it away when I would reach for it. Even though she wasn't very affectionate she loved her belly rubs. She would stay on her back as long as I would rub her. You were such a blessing to me. You will always be my Babygirl. I miss you! 

Sati'
 

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Sati'
1986 - 1996

In early June of 1986 I decided it was time for another dog. I looked in the paper and there was an add for a free 2yr. old Rhodesian Ridgeback who had just had a litter of pups. I went to meet her and the owner put this huge 8 week old puppy in my arms. I told him that I wasn't really interested in a puppy but I couldn't put her down. She was a Pitbull Ridgeback mix. The most beautiful puppy I had ever seen. She was so smart everytime it was time to learn something new she would just do it. She was my angel and I know she was sent to save my life. She had many nicknames. Wally, Baboo, Honey Bear, and Dog Star which is what Sati' means in Egyptian. Wally because she would sing like a walrus when I would come home. She was the friendliest dog I have ever known. Babies, people, other dogs, cats she loved everyone and everyone loved her back. She would go and do everything with me. My constant companion. On her 10th birthday she looked at me and I heard her say I won't be around much longer. We had that kind of connection. Six months later she got ill. When I found out she only had a couple of weeks left I couldn't bear to leave her home. I would take her to work and sneek her in the back door. We made her a bed and occationally she would wander out to visit with customers. After 2wks. she passed quietly while laying next to me in bed. I know she spared me the pain of having to make the decision to put her down. She was just that special. An Angel. I love and miss you Baboo!