Dog Obedience Training

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This page is devoted to those students that unfortunately have crossed over the Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

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My Sweet Pickles

Beings I have spent most of my life in the veterinary/training/rescue fields, I have gotten pretty good at recognizing how sweet and adorable all animals are, but able to leave and come home.  While it's never easy, it is a necessary evil of my job.  However, there was one evening my family and I walked into a petstore.  I am an avid person against buying puppies and kittens from them.  BUT, as we walked by admiring each adorable puppy there sat this sweet adorable fuzzball.  She was as tiny as she could be and I just HAD to see her.  As we were in the family visiting room, it was love at first site for our family with her.  We kept trying to convince each other that the last thing we needed right then was a puppy.  We were saving up for new carpet (terrible excuse by the way), our youngest son was only a year old and receiving cancer treatments as well.  We didn't have the time for a puppy nor did we need the financial burden that one brought.  BUT, there was just something about her.  The worker proceeded to tell us that she was sick.  She was having low blood sugar issues and they almost lost her a few times.  I just had this horrible feeling in my stomach.  How could I leave this sweet thing there to possibly die overnight when I could bring her home and take care of her?  They weren't going to sell her to me, but once they learned of my background, they were pleased to see us to take her.  We brought her home and named her Pickles.  Pickles not once had any issues with her blood sugars, but she did have a pretty significant heart murmur.  Our veterinarian tried convincing me to take her back before my children got too attached and she passed away as a puppy.  Again, I refused.  If her life was going to be cut short, I wanted her to know what being loved was all about and not being used as a breeder and abused in a petstore or puppy mill type situation.  It was a true miracle, but she outgrew her heart murmur.  She gave us comfort and joy during one of the toughest times in our life.  She gave us a wonderful distraction!  She was so easy to train.  By the age of 12 weeks, she could do just about anything I asked of her.  Sadly, her life was ended tragically when she was attacked by another dog in her own yard, not due to her health.  There is not a day that goes by that we don't think about our Dear Sweet Pickles.  I have always believed that it's the best ones that find us, we don't find them and in this situation it could not be more true!  ---- Jennifer

Yadi was our "monster" as dad always called him.  We adopted him at about 12 weeks old from a St. Charles animal rescue after having lost our 18 year old adopted beagle mix about a year earlier.  He was the little brother to "Shadow", our now 13 year old beagle, and our daughter Erin's first love.  He slept with her and when not eating or playing, was basically attached to her hip.  In January 2013 we also welcomed "Boomer", a rescue beagle pup, and they quickly became best brothers.  They took obedience lessons from Jennifer at our home.  Then in July 2013, just before his 2nd birthday, Yadi had his first seizure.  Shadow had had a couple of seizures before but nothing that we even had to treat.  Yadi's, however, were horrible and very violent.  We had a wonderful neurologist we worked with to try to control his seizures.  We spent many nights in the ER and even had injections at home we would give him.  Jennifer worked with us to help deal with some of the personality changes we were seeing also.  Despite all that however, two months later his seizures were worsening and we had to put Yadi to sleep.  We miss our monster more than we ever knew it was possible to miss a dog but were blessed to have him for two amazing years.

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