ABR SUCCESS STORIES

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Jack

Jack was adopted in March of 2016.

He was overweight and had very high anxiety from living on a chain in his previous backyard.

Jack has managed to conquer both of his issues since being adopted. He has lost weight and his anxiety has decreased tremendously. Jack enjoys spending time with his sister Hazel and dad Matthias. Jack LOVES playing in the snow and is starting to enjoy hunting trips. <o:p />



Kaela

 

 

11.5 years ago I was saddened to have to have my first Brittany put down due to health issues.  Friends encouraged me to find a new girl to take her place-even searching the ABR website for available dogs in our area.  Through some searching, I was connected with a woman in Albequerque who had a female Brittany of about 2 years that was looking for a forever home.

 

Kae-la became a part of the family in July 2005.  She was an energetic and loving girl--she loved her snuggle time with anyone who would provide snuggles!  She also loved "the hunt!"  It was not uncommon to find a starling, squirrel, raccoon, or woodchuck presented as a token of appreciation.  I'm still convinced the squirrels in my neighborhood have her face on a wanted poster!  Sadly, at 13.5 years and after 11.5 years of providing love and smiles to our home, she has walked across the Rainbow Bridge.  I so appreciate the love that ABR brought to our lives!

Thank you for all you do for such an amazing breed.

Ken Schofield  



Max

Max (formerly Shiloh) is learning all about being an indoor dog. His dog sister Roxy has been showing him the ropes and they love to play. He loves his long walks...and jogs if Dad is up to it.

Dad has taken him to the country to look for birds and run around in the tall grass.

He is great at the dog park and meeting new people. Now, we just need to convince him that the people food on the counter is not for him

Max is a great goofy addition to our family and he makes us laugh every day.


We are so thankful to American Brittany Rescue and his foster family for giving him a safe place to land and for getting him healthy and strong!


-  the Imbergamos



Sammy

 

 

 

My husband, Jeff, and I adopted Sammy, a Brittany mix, one month ago. We can not thank ABR enough for bringing such a joyous addition to our family.

 

This sweet pup LOVES her big brother, Doc (our 11 year old Brittany). She has brought about a new energy in Doc. He is a playful pup once more!

 

They enjoy hiking together in the woods, playing/wrestling in our yard, and chewing on bones.

We feel we are blessed with two perfect fur babies! Thank you ABR!

 



Annie

 

We adopted Annie as a puppie almost 13 years ago.

 

We just lost her just over a week ago. She was a great addition to our family and are forever grateful to ABR for bringing her into our lives.  RIP sweet girl. 



Benji

 

We just lost our Benji Boy he was adopted from ABR in August 2009.

 

Benji was a wonderful sweet boy. Such a good dog with an abundance of enthusiasm.

 

Always happy and always enthusiastic. So friendly.

 

He made our time with him so enjoyable. He was loved by all - especially small children. He had such a happy face.

 

We will miss him greatly.  Thank you for the opportunity to have him as a member of our family, Kenneth and Susan Niles



Ryder

It is hard to believe that it has been almost five years since Ryder came into our lives. He was very young when we rescued him. His first owner neglected him so he had little interaction with humans. It is a tribute to ABR who gave Ryder a second chance. They work so hard on behalf of the breed to educate prospective owners. While we were very familiar with the breed, they took the time to help us understand Ryder's unique personality. Something you will never get with a puppy store "breeder".

To say that Brittanys are smart and loving is an understatement. Ryder added so much to our life. He has endless energy, learns quickly and show us unlimited love. When we recently moved to a smaller house we were concerned because Ryder had a smaller yard to play in. We were not sure how he would adapt. Quite to the contrary he made new friends with our neighbors who walk their dogs by our house everyday to play with Ryder. Everyone knows him by name and love stopping by to see him. He continues to make us laugh at how he wins over the people he meets.

There are so many deserving Brittanys on this website that would make an awesome addition to your family. We are so happy we took that step to talk with ABR about adopting. It was a win win for Ryder and our family and it will be for yours.



Isabelle

 

 

We recently lost our sweet Isabelle who came to us in Green Bay as Ginger from Kansas City, MO in October of 2002.  It was love at first sight!  She was the sweetest girl and we had almost 14 years together.

 She had a big yard at home and an even bigger woods to explore at our cabin in northern Wisconsin. She had many other Brittany cousins to play with through the years.  I think it was a win-win for us all!  Thank you so much ABR for such a wonderful match!  Jean Schierl

 

 

 

 

 

 



Abigail "Von Beautiful" VerBeke

My husband, Jeff grew up in a rural area, with a hunting family! Spaniels galore! So when we decided to get a Brit...we decided to "adopt," hence ABR! 


After 6 months of trying to get a younger dog (most were on the east coast) we got a pic of an older Brit but I did not "see it!" That moment when your heart goes out and you "yes!, that's mine. Then 30 minutes later, we got a picture of Abby, with a message "you might be interested in this rescue!" 


We'll her pic popped up at 6:30pm and by 10:30pm On April 3rd it was confirmed...B'gail had a new home! Reserved an SUV, and begain plotting our journey to IL/IN border pic up! (We were a foster - adopt situation!) We still send pictures to her "first mamma" and kids! Due to job losses and financial issues, they couldn't keep Ab's! (And yes, Abby sends mommy Amy "pup-pic's" for her b'day, Ab's b'day, Ab's "gotcha day, etc....


Sooo...hot-rod Miss A...well, her day is filled with so much activity! (I was told by ABR, that because my yard is not fully fenced we can adopt!) We actually are stomping in the woods, ravines, ponds, the Mississippi, river! We hit creeks, and lakes! Lucky Ab's...well her grandpa lives next to a private boating resort, so ya pup get's all 4 seasons!


Fast forward....this pup is living "la vida loca!" 




JJ

We have had JJ for about 3 months and things just keep getting better and better. The other day, we were walking around the local middle school and our walk happened to coincide with school getting out. We met lots of kids trudging along home, with their heavy backpacks.


JJ loves people and wants to greet everyone. Our other Britt, Gage, (also adopted from ABR), is happy to be petted but is not so forward. JJ wiggled with delight as we approached kids. I explained he loves people and asked if he could come get petted. The kids all said yes, and I let JJ go up to them. JJ doesn't jump up on people, but literally bounces up to them, wagging his body (he doesn't have a tail), smiling and "talking" (he does this grumble sound), clearly being so glad to see them. The kids invariably broke into big smiles and petted him, and then Gage went up to get in on the attention. We said, "Thank you" for the petting and went on, repeating the process with the next kid...


Brittanies spreading happiness



Patch

In Memory of Patch, 2004-2016

First and foremost, my wife and I want to thank ABR for placing Patch in our family 4 years ago. 

Patch crossed over the Rainbow Bridge yesterday in a peaceful way with his human family present. Patch was a special family member who was a devoted and loving companion. His health deteriorated quite rapidly due to a nerve defect that impacted his sight and mobility; but he never stopped being the Patch we knew and loved. This special Brit will be greatly missed.

Patch - August 2015

I wanted to bring you an update about Patch who we adopted a little more than 3 years ago, just before he turned 8 years old from ABR and Wayne Topa. Wayne is a breeder in update NY who was shutting down his kennel for personal reasons. His Brits were entrusted to ABR knowing his pups would receive a good home. My wife and 15 year-old daughter made the 3 hour drive to come home with a new family member chosen from Wayne's pack. Well, the adoption was accomplished rather quickly as one of the Brits came over to my wife, sat down in front of her and followed her wherever she went during the visit. It seems the Patch had chosen his new family, we had little to say in his in Patch's decision, he knew who his new family would be. The attached picture with the blanket is Patch on the trip home.

As you would expect, Patch had a few skills that proved very interesting. It is perfectly normal, at least for the Brits I have owned to procure food left in a vulnerable location. However, we learned that Patch could actually reach down into the kitchen sink to abscond with food that was to be our dinner. Of course, he was assisted by his sister, Java, in dispatching the chicken, bones and all. (Note: a discussion and a vet visit proved uneventful.) But, without a doubt, Patch's most surprising feat was one of daring and cunning. A couple of years back, it was a few days after Halloween. I came down to the kitchen to have breakfast and what do I find? Mr. Patch is standing in the middle of the kitchen table "exploring" the remains of the Halloween goodies. Most interesting was Patch's reaction. He looked at me, jumped down from the table and went about his business  as if nothing had happened — not a word was spoken. Please understand that Patch receives nothing but the best care possible. It is just that every now and then he simply surprises us with his creativity.

Well, Patch turned 11 years-old and is beginning to slow down a bit. I must tell you that Patch is the biggest Brittany my wife, me and our vet have ever seen. He stands at about 22 inches and weighs in at— 62 pounds.Mind you that is a solid 62 pounds. Arthritis is present, moderately, and I think his selective hearing is beginning to weaken a bit. However, some things never change — he is the most loving and devoted dog you could ever hope to have, he looks forward to his 2 1/2 mile walks with "mom" each day that includes a swim in the local creek, and he is still attached to Joyce with some kind of invisible velcro about 24 hours a day. We have had 3 Brits, the first two living to the ripe old ages of 16 and 14 plus a Great Dane who made it to 12 years old. So, we expect to enjoy Patch for a few more years. He is a wonderful member of the family.

Many thanks to ABR for the wonderful work you dedicate to these great dogs.

Best Regards, Joyce, Brie and Ken Ludwig



Brisco

14 years ago we adopted a wild and crazy Brittany named Brisco from American Brittany Rescue.  Like an attention deficit, gifted athlete, this brilliantly funny dog made our lives complete -- he made us laugh, made us run, made us crazy, but he gave us 14 of the happiest years we've known.  

Sadly, last week Brisco went to the Rainbow Bridge -- and we are heartbroken.  Heartbroken, but filled with love at having had him a part of our lives for so long.  We've had several breeds, but the Brittany will forever be our favorite.  

Thank you American Brittany Rescue for giving us the love of our lives -- thank you for our Brisco.    ~  LaRay and Victor Biziewski



Sarah

We adopted a skinny little orange and white Brittany in June 2002 named Sarah out of VA.  She was a little over a year old when we got her and smart as a whip.  She was given up because she was gun shy but she sure never lost her hunting instinct.  No rabbit, squirrel, bird, snake, or any other creature that moved went unnoticed by her.  She also proved to be quite the escape artist leaving our yard on every occasion she could find despite the fence and invisible fence we had to put her nose to the ground and see what the big world had to offer.  

We moved in 2005 to a place that had much more acreage and a lot of woods that allowed her to roam as she wanted and the invisible fence contained her for the most part but I mentioned she was smart so she knew when the batteries weren’t working on that collar and took advantage of it.  She sent me looking for her more than a few times and when she was able to avoid us finding her she always came back home to sleep in her bed.   

Well she is 15 years old now and still with us and although she has slowed way down in the past few years and I’m afraid is not too far off from leaving us but she has been the best dog I could have hoped for.  She has had 4 other brothers and sisters living with her this whole time and has seen some pass on and seen new little ones come in and never once was she anything other than a perfect dog letting the puppies climb and bite her ears and never once even growled.  All she wants is a good belly rub and a chance to go out and see what is still outside.

Adopting her was the best thing we could have ever done.  Even at her at age where she struggles to get up all she wants to do is come get a good belly rub every day when we return from work.  The day she decides to go will be extremely sad but she has given us 14 amazing years and will always be loved.  Thanks ABR for allowing us to have this beautiful girl and all the pleasure she has given us over the years.



Annie

Hi Everyone,

This is Annie from Salt Lake City.  I'm in Southern CA now.  My Mom and Dad saw me on the American Brittany Rescue website and thought that they really wanted me to come live with them.  My Dad contacted my Foster Dad, Mike Barlow, the ABR UT Coordinator, and they talked.  Mike likes to meet the Forever Parents before he allows his Brits to leave his care, but because Diana Dorion, the ABR So. CA Coordinator, vouched for my Mom and Dad after she visited them, Mike allowed me to come to So. CA.  Dad and John Cadia and Reyna Meenk (two pilots from Pilots and Paws), worked really long and hard to transport me to So. CA.  John flew me, with Mike riding along, from SLC to Boulder, NV.  Reyna was to fly me to Riverside, CA,  However, the winds at altitude were so strong that she said that she'd drive me to Riverside.  Mom and Dad said that they'd drive half way to meet Reyna and me in Barstow, CA.  We met there and Mom took me for a walk and I had some treats and then we drove home to Huntington Beach, CA.  I found a nice yard and a bed that I loved when I arrived at my Forever Home and best of all, lots and lots of love from all the family.  Mom's and Dad's daughter and son-in-law live nearby and have a two year old Lab mix and a six year old Australian Cattle dog that I have a great time playing with.  We run around the yard like puppies.  I've even spent the night there.  I've met my vet, Dr. Alison Naito.  She's been my parents' vet for 30 years and all of the staff and Dr. Naito just love me.  If I ever have to stay there, it's just like a second home.  I want to thank everyone who helped me get to my Forever Home.  I'm really really happy and have lots and lots of attention and love.

Love, Annie

Chuck and I want to add a little to Annie's letter.  She's a lover and fits into our home perfectly.  We especially want to thank Mike, Diana, Reyna and John for making it possible for us to have Annie join our family.  Rest assured that she'll be loved and cherished the rest of her life.  Thank you all very much.

Posey and Chuck Leech



Talli and Lexi


I feel like Talli and Lexi rescued me more than I rescued them.  I actually saw their pictures on ABR's website before my first brittany, Lucy, unexpectedly passed away.  My husband and I quickly agreed that three dogs would be too many for us to handle.  I had no idea Lucy, at only 7 years old, would be leaving us so soon.  Just a couple short weeks later, Lucy collapsed in the yard, and even though I tried CPR to revive her, she was gone.  I have never been so heart broken in my life, but as I grieved my best friend, I remembered those sisters that were in need of a home. I wouldn't have been ready to search for a new fur friend yet, so I strongly suspected it was meant to be that I already knew of these girls.

Lexi is the ultimate snuggle bug and a complete spaz.  If there is a lap, she is in it, and she vibrates with excitement when sitting and waiting for a treat!  Talli is sweet as can be and keeps watch over our family and property and her little sister.  In no time, she wore a path all along the fence in our backyard, so we call her border patrol!  These two have brought so much love and joy into our family when we needed it most.  Thank you ABR for all that you do, and you rescue more than just the doggies!     

- Sara Mercer
  Greenville, SC



Ladybug

We adopted 10 year old Ladybug, a tricolored French Brittany, from a foster home in Davis, California last month.  She is adorable and very active for her age.  We have lost 3 senior dogs in the past year and we and our 5 year old lab, Piper, were sad in our grief and loneliness for our friends who went to the Rainbow Bridge.  We decided to adopt a senior Brittany and a senior Golden.  We got Ladybug a month ago and 12 year old Goldendoodle, Chelsea, 3 weeks ago.  Piper was always a wanna be Alpha, so this might be her chance.  But first Ladybug put her in her place.  Then Chelsea put her in her place.  Then Ladybug fought it out with Chelsea (A lot of growling, snarling and teeth, but no blood, thank God).  In the end, the 3 girls worked it out:  32# Ladybug is the Alpha; Chelsea is next in line, and Piper is bottom dog again. 


We also have 5 cats (3 of them are seniors).  Ladybug is not a cat chaser, but she moves around the house and yard so fast that the cats thought they were being chased.  We used baby gates to help the cats have a safe dog free area in the house. We also put a tall cat tree and high boardwalk and platform under the cabana for the cats to have an escape route and safe observation area in the back yard.  Chelsea came to us with a cat chasing problem.  My senior cats have been through this before and stood their ground. In a record day and half Chelsea learned the lesson.  My six year old kitty, Agate, still doesn't trust Chelsea and stays on the safe side of the gates 90% of the time, but she is getting braver.


We are retired and have time to give these senior girls the extra time and attention they want and need.  My husband, Rod, spends most of his days in our large fenced yard taking care of the landscaping, garden and Koi ponds.  He has the 3 girls as his entourage.
We adopted a ten year old Brittany, Molly, from the rescue in the past.  She was a sweet girl who lived to be 14 years old and is with 20+ dogs waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge.
Thank you for rescuing Brittanys  so we could adopt them.


Janet and Rod Camprini
Sacramento, California.



Sadie

Hello Friends!

 

The last time my mom updated my story, it was a sad one. I lost both of my sisters a week apart. My mom and dad worked really hard and found me the perfect new sister! Meet Bergita! My parents adopted her through ABR. She is a Brittany/Lab mix. My mom jokingly calls her a Brittador.

It took me a few weeks to start liking her. Now I love my pesky little sister. She is 15 weeks old now and we love to wrestle...all the time! My mom says we are crazy! I am teaching Bergita the ways of the Brittany; we patrol the yard and keep it rabbit and squirrel free! Someday I will teach her to point to birds, just for fun though. I am gun shy..hopefully Bergita is not!

Thank you to the volunteers at ABR who took in my sister, her 6 siblings and her momma. Without them I would not have my new best friend. Don't worry, my mom will always be my favorite! Love, Sadie and Bergita from Minnesota



Boo

 

We were introduced to the possibility of adopting Boo (now an 8 yr old female) in Nov. 2013 by the match making skills of Nancy Hensley of ABR.  Boo had a delightful childhood but her family could no longer give her the attention she needed and Nancy arranged with the family to surrender Boo for adoption.  We drove across Washington in a snowstorm to meet the family who generously gave us all of Boo’s stock of gear and food and gave up the dog they loved. 

Our plan was to double up on the attention we could provide Boo by having both my Mother and I adopt her.  Mother and I are next door neighbors, each with a fenced in yard. Mother is home during the day while I work so  Boo is rarely alone.  Mother feeds Boo, cares for her every need and Boo lives and sleeps with her.  I am in charge of exercise, vet visits and grooming.  

Boo gets to go to the local dog park (which is well stocked with local ducks and geese), hike on trails through the woods, explore the beaches, walk the extensive paved trails we have in our area of the Olympic Peninsula of Washington.   She is a dog with a loving heart, a need to be loved, a little anxious about being alone, but that has diminished over the last two years as she has learned that we will be back soon.  We also have some wonderful friends who come with their dogs and stay with Boo if we have to be gone for longer than an hour or two.  Because she is confident and not aggressive, she is able to meet other dogs on the trails and in the parks with great success.  She is funny and smart.  Even though we have had a Brittany before, Boo surprises us every day with the depth of joy she brings to us and the many friends she has made.  Thank you so much to all of the ABR members who made this possible.



Cooper

I adopted Cooper in late June of 2010 after graduating college. He was known as Willie at the time. I cannot believe it has been 5 and 1/2 years together! What an adventure we have had so far. Cooper has been quite mischievous and the last year was a rough one. He has always been a garbage hound and broke into the trash bin at the farm and made himself quite sick.

This fall, I found a lump on his leg and my vet found out it was a mast cell tumor. It was removed on October 14. The pathologist said it was cancerous, but it was not dividing. This was great news! Cooper has now fully recover and lives the life of a king.

We adopted a cat in spring of 2014, and he is Cooper's best friend. He even sleeps in his kennel with him! We live next to the Mississippi River now and Cooper thinks this is the greatest thing EVER! Not only does he get to swim, but he gets to be disgusting and roll in the sand! I'm so glad my boy beat his cancer. Cooper is my best friend and snuggle buddy. Thank you for bringing us together!



Dollar formerly Ruth

Thought I’d drop you a line to say hello and share a success story with you. It’s been two years since I adopted Ruth. Re: Ruth PA 4263. I’ve included a couple of photos of her and my other Brittany named “Brandy” hunting grouse and pheasant up in the “Pocono Mountains” of Monroe County.

I thought you would be pleased to see what Brittany’s do what they like to do best. They love getting out in the fields.  She responds very well to my whistle commands. If you recall, Ruth possessed a PA lifetime license. Since I’m a PA resident, it was allowed to transfer her lifetime license to my name. The cost was only one dollar. So I thought it was only appropriate for me to change her name to “Dollar”

Thanks you ABR! Donald Barna



Callie and Misty

Our two Brittany’s:  Callie is on the left, Misty on the right.  Misty was  our 8 year old ABR Rescue from Michigan.   When we got her in Aug 2009 we brought her home to our 10 year old Brittany we had since she was a puppy.  They got along great, and the first time my husband went to throw a ball with her, Misty saw that hand go up she dove to the ground, afraid he was going to hit her.   We never did that again…poor thing. 

She had never learned to play with toys and when she would pick up one, she’d put it down like she didn’t know what to do with it.  She was beyond affectionate, as she would drape herself over your lap for attention.  In July 2014 she got sick with an auto immune problem, and an x-ray showed she had been shot 3 times with metal bb’s.  We can only imagine just how hard her life was before rescue. 

She got sick again with her immune problem and passed away in our home on Dec 19<sup>th</sup> 2013.  Our other Brit Callie, 14 at the time, went right downhill and passed away 3 weeks later.  We were heartbroken to lose both our pets. 

 

That following August 2015 we rescued Sammie from Ohio.  She was from a family with life changes and they were heartbroken to give her up, but they couldn’t keep her.  She was a very loved dog and fit right into our home.   Since we’ve been Brittany owners since 1999 we just couldn’t go any longer without one. 

 

Thank you to ABR for giving us two very loving wonderful rescue girls.   We donate every year, but this one I wanted to put in both Misty and Callie’s memories.

 

Thanks for all you do for these wonderful dogs  

Mary LaClair  



Sadie

Hello friends!

It has been quite a year for me. Earlier this year I lost both of my furry sisters. My Mom and Dad had to make the difficult choice to help them to the Rainbow Bridge. I was devastated to say the least. My parents have been helping me with my grief by bringing a lot of my furry friends over to play with me, but they know I need a brother or sister of my own to keep me company. They have been watching the ABR website and are going to find the perfect companion for me! 

In the mean time, I am enjoying the beach, the fall leaves and being with my family. I have been with my furever family for 5 years now and family loves me more than anything in the world! I continue to keep my backyard free of rabbits and squirrels and often bring them to my Mom as an offering of love! I know she loves it because she squeals and jumps up and down. That definitely means she loves my presents! I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and I look forward to updating you when my new fur brother or sister arrives! Love, Sadie from Minnesota 



Abbie

It's with a broken heart and many, many shed tears that we write to tell you we lost Abbie on October 9th, 2015.

She started having symptoms in August and her Vet told us she suspected a brain tumor. Unable to believe that in spite of scans, tests etc., we explored the possibilities of a stroke and even West Nile Virus. In spite of several medications, she became progressively worse and on October 8th, after I had a conference with our Vet, she told me it was time for Abbie's sake to let her go. We did so on October 9th.

She was our third Brit and we admit she touched our hearts more than the others. She overcame so much fear from her previous life and she gave so much. The love poured out of her when she looked at you. Letting her go was one of the hardest things that we ever had to do but we couldn't let her continue to go on the way that she was.

 

We will, in the future, we're sure, have another Brit but there will never be another Abbie.

Rosemary and Chuck Leech



Victor

Victor became part of our family in March 2006, adopting him from a local shelter. He was a year old and, except for housebreaking, had no manners whatsoever. Since then we have achieved the following titles: AKC Master Agility Champion [MACH], Master Agility FAST [MXF], Companion Dog [CD], Beginner Novice [BN], Rally Excellent [RE], Canine Good Citizen Advanced [CGCA], an Expert Level Trick Dog title from 'Do More With Your Dog' [ETD] and in October 2015 began his Barn Hunt career. Victor went into the Barn Hunt ring three times earning three first placements, with two High Scoring Team awards and the Barn Hunt Novice title [RATN]! [picture attached]. Not bad for a 10-year old!

In addition, Victor has performed trick dog demonstrations at a dog show and a humane society open house. For several years he was a therapy dog also.

Victor came to us with a number of health issues and a bad case of fear of loud noises. Fortunately, with patience and positive training techniques he has become quite the ambassador for the Brittany breed! He is our boy and we have been blessed to have him in our lives.

Sharon & Larry Miller



Sophie

We presented ABR with the challenge of finding the perfect companion for our 3 year old Mini Australian Shepherd, Turbo. The criteria we set was specific. Team ABR, specifically Sarah Parks and her amazing co-volunteers, took our requirements to heart and located the perfect little girl, 6 year old Sophie, in Utah.

When Sophie arrived it was love at first sight for all of us. These two are inseparable...we're talking little, canine soul mates here. Sophie has been with us for a few months now and we can hardly remember our home without her. She is such an adaptable girl, loving and eager to please. Sophie has provided Turbo with a perfectly suited playmate, walking buddy and companion.

Thank you ABR for the work that you all do to support and serve this amazing breed. We all love our sweet girl and are so grateful to have her here.

Lynda and Dennis Fabrizio



Selvie

First time tent-camping with our three-year-old Brittany, adopted through the Magnolia Rescue.  The park required that dogs remain on a leash at all times (which is fine as we have yet to master the command "Come").  Sylvie had her first experience hiking in the dunes and swimming in the clear and warm water of Lake Michigan!  The leash allowed her to swim out to me, then back to shore at will where she pointed huge yellow butterflies for minutes on end (to the amazement of folks at the beach!) 

As it was a warm weekend, she proceeded to dig a little nest for herself to lay in the cool sand under our picnic table at the campsite, and appreciated her cozy crate in our tent overnight. Being "leashed" to her for 48 hours deepened our bond with Sylvie, and gave us time to see patterns and preferences that would otherwise not have been noticed. 

Thank you Terry Mixdorf, and Lori Weaver, for your loving work with Sylvie, and all Brittanys and other four-legged creatures!

Lisa and David Sexton



Lucky Luke

Luke and I got together Christmas Eve almost two years ago. He came home New Years Eve, so he's always been my Happy New Dog. Happy is the key word. Now, Luke came to me through the Modesto pound where his aptitude for escape earned him his name, Cool Hand Luke. Now that he and I are together I make that more to be Lucky Luke*. We were headliners briefly on the success story page.

But on to summer in the Sierras. We have a new tradition and destination, Yosemite, more particularly the Dimond O campground just outside the park on the Hetch Hetchy side. It has been dry here the last couple years and the Middle Fork of the Tuolumne has been pretty low. Well, now that Luke has memorized all the good trails around and near the campground he has a perfect answer to a four hour drive from the Bay Area. He leads me directly to the creek for a refreshing swim. Last year he was such an avid fisherman he got hypothermia. This year his efforts were crowned with success. Now I suspect the trout he caught was pretty slow, not to say dead, but... Anyway he was so proud of himself. He pranced ashore holding it high. Then he dropped it on the ground and prepared to roll on it. That was not going to happen! We have a small mountain tent. When I told him he instantly changed plan and swallowed it down in one fell slurp.

The delightful thing is how happy he is to be in the mountains. When the stars begin to fade and the sky begins to gray I get the puppy nose in the sleeping bag. At first I thought he was cold he was trembling so much. It wasn't even chilly. He was just excited. I try to tell him that outside it will be cold and we should wait for sunrise. However Luke has a different plan for the day. If I don't listen to him he says, "Well, I've tried the genteel approach..." and starts batting me with his paws. Pretty quick he's testing my martial skills blocking and diverting his old one-two. It's all in fun and he knows I'll give it up and see it his way sooner or later.

There has only been one exception to the morning routine. This year a momma bear and her two cubs were hanging around Camp Mather, a mile or so up the road. Well sometime about O-dark-hundred Luke got busy waking me up. He was trying to tell me there was something important we just had to go outside and check. Right. I told him to roll over. It wasn't happening. Well, being the good dog he is, he must have stayed up the rest of the night on guard. I actually had to wake him up about 7.

Luke is an awesome traveler. Of course we start at dawn for the cooler temperatures and I give him pit stops. We go the back roads which is happier for all of us. Who knew there was still an S&W Green stamp sign at the Valley Home store?

Cheers, Charles



Ruby aka Cricket

In February 2002 my father Greg was in congestive heart failure, he survived. Somewhere between the doctor visits, procedures, medications and scares he lost his spunk. In 2006 we said good bye to our trusty little Brittany spaniel Brittany, she was 14 and the house wasn't the same without her. It took along time for my dad to get over her loss and he knew that when he was ready he needed another Brittany.

One day out of the blue in the summer of 2011 he called me up and said "I want a dog, I want a girl Brittany, a liver and white Brittany." Ok I said and off to the internet I went. Rescue was the only option I considered. Luckily the   American Brittany rescue was the first thing that popped up in my search and they found my dad the perfect Brittany named Cricket.

My dad and I drove down to Cedar Rapids to get Cricket. We had decided to change her name to Ruby. We met in a parking lot and I'll never forget the moment we met her. Ruby let my dad put his leash on her, she jumped out of the car, licked him,  and jumped into my car, she sat down on the front seat and looked at us like "let's go home." In that moment she claimed us and we claimed her.

Ruby and my dad go every where together. They go down to the summer house, rides in the car, to the dog park, and  walks on the trail so she can play in the creek. He packs her a sandwich and gives her beef sticks so she won't run away from him. Ruby is never far from his side.

My dad has trained Ruby to wait for the mailman, he will say "Ruby mails coming." She runs out to the front room, sits in her chair nose to the window waiting for the mailman to arrive. He drops a treat in the slot and it gives her something to bark at beside the squirrel that's been taunting her for months.

Ruby isn't the one who got rescued that day, it was my Dad. Ruby rescued my dad. She brought him back to us, his spunk and zest for life had returned. He is the healthiest he had been in over 10 years and it is all because of a Brittany.

Ruby is a dog with a bed side manner, it's like she knows, she will nurse you back to health by never leaving your side. She has the most soulful eyes that when you look into them, you know everything is going to be all right. Ruby is more than a rescue dog, she is a companion, she is family, and mostly she is the medicine that my dad needed.

This little spunky rambunctious Brittany rescued my dad and for that words cannot express how much your organization means to us. 


AmandaJean Beaulieu



Maddison and Dakota

Brittanys are like potato chips, you can’t have just one. Maddison was our first ABR almost 7 years ago. She was the companion to Dakota, whom we got 2 years prior from a breeder (we didn’t know then!). When Dakota passed over the rainbow bridge due to stomach cancer, it took a long time before we considered another buddy. A call to Michelle started the paperwork, and shortly after we were introduced to another Dakota (honest!). They shared more than just a name. Both afraid of thunderstorms and love to chase deer.

Our newest Dakota quickly made himself part of the family, and he and Maddie have quickly bonded.

As you can see, whether it’s guarding the house from my office window, to cruising in the boat or jeep, both ABR are living the life!

So now we have 2 ABR buddies.

So thank you ABR, and Michelle. And yes, we are trying to hold back on another potato chip!

Chris and Beverlee Duffy

 



Max

It is with a heavy heart that I'm writing to tell you of the passing of our much beloved Brittany, Max. We adopted Max in December of 2003 when he was 11 months old. Max brought fun and excitement to our lives from the moment he came into them. He was always happy and easygoing and even when he would run off after rabbits that would wander into our yard (before we got a big enough fence up), he never went far, thank goodness.

In 2007 Max began having seizures. We were able to control his condition for the most part with a good diet. In 2014 Max got blastomycosis in his foot and had to have one of his toes amputated, but he still didn't let it get him down. Then last summer the seizures got worse. For the last year we've experimented with various medications and have taken him to several vets to try and find "the cure" that would get his seizures under control. It finally became too much for him and his poor body.


He enriched our lives, warmed our hearts and made us laugh for over 11 years. We were truly blessed to have had him in our lives. He will be greatly missed

 



Maggie

10-year-old Maggie came to our home from ABR last December as the dog with three names. Maggie aka Mandy aka Birdie is now happily answering to the jingle of her harness as we prepare for a walk.

We shake our heads in disbelief that she could really be 10 because her energy level is off the charts. She likes to wear us out as you can tell by the happy smile on her face and the relaxed posture of my husband in this photo from about 5 miles into a hike on a Gunpowder Falls trail in suburban Baltimore, MD.



Todd

When my husband and I got Todd from his foster home he was one, maybe two years old. We were told that he had been dropped off outside an animal shelter, half starved and covered with fleas and ticks. American Brittany Rescue got him, cleaned him up, took him to the vet for checkup, vaccinations, and neutering and turned him over to his foster home. We saw his picture and write up on the American Brittany Rescue website but we actually went to get a little black and white French Brittany. Once we got there, Todd just seemed to be a much better match for us. 

When we got him home, we found out he had probably never been in a house before as he went over the furniture not around it. He was afraid of loud noises like thunder, gunshots, firecrackers, etc., so it is assumed he was dropped off by a disgruntled hunter who had no use for a gun shy bird dog.  Todd had everything to learn, and in most things, he was a quick learner. I went with him for two six week sessions of obedience school and he got "Most Improved." He had to improve, he couldn't have gotten much worse. He learned all the basics rather quickly and he always comes when I call with one exception. If he is chasing a squirrel, rabbit, or other critter, forget it. He's focused on one thing, and that is whatever he's chasing.  We have a large fenced in back yard and that is his domain during the day, in the house at night.  I walk him through the neighborhood every day and he is known by all the kids and gets to meet a lot of the other neighborhood dogs.  The kids run up and hug him and he never jumps on them or gets excited, he just stands there and tolerates the hugs and then walks on.

About six years ago he was bitten on the nose and jaw by a Copperhead in our backyard and his poor head was swollen something terrible.  The vet gave him a shot and antibiotics and the next day he was as good as new but with a new respect for snakes. He got where he would go around the yard and hunt for them through the day. Copperheads have great camouflage in dry leaves and pine straw and at times are almost impossible to spot, but Todd didn't need to see them, he would sniff them out. When he found one he would bark and jump back over and over. We got where we could tell his "snake" bark. One summer  we killed 14 Copperheads  and  all, except for a couple,  were found by Todd. We were averaging 12 Copperheads killed a year for several years.  He hasn't found as many this summer and we don't know if he has thinned them out or if they run in cycles, but snakes are not safe in the back yard with Todd.  One was escaping down a hole and Todd got him by the tail, pulled him out,  and immediately slung him across the yard where my husband chopped off his head with our "snake" shovel. We have neighbors who say "we don't have snakes".  They have snakes, they just don't know it. We don't have snakes because we have Todd.



Tinkerbell

This is Tinkerbell. We adopted her thru ABR 6 years ago and she finally took a good photo!

She came from Ohio and now lives in Maryland (DC suburbs). She is very loving and petite and loves long hikes at her weekend house in the mountains.

But when she is in the city she is actually very lazy- so un-Brittany like! Katie Beach



Jill

"my name is Jill and I'm the cute blonde(roan) in back, smiling with my pack. when I was seven my owner died and his wife moved to smaller quarters in Bend , Oregon. My littermate Abby and I felt lost, gaining 10 pounds. We went to a new home , but it failed. Then Tom and Jane in Colorado found us, aged 9, and flew us in to a forever home. nicknamed the Golden girls, we lost our weight and became sporting dogs again! when Abby died a year later I was heartbroken but my new family consoled me. Tom and Jane added another young rescue to even the numbers. I am now a 15 1/2, the matriarch of the group. what a great place to grow old!!" <o:p />

Jill died at 15 yrs,9 months, the best and loved of the rescues we've had. She smiled till the end<o:p />



Rylee

Hi, my name is Rylee but some of you may know me as Peaches.  My foster dad Mike Barlow rescued me from a shelter in Utah almost three years ago and I made my way to my forever home with Mike and Cathy in sunny California. 

I made the trip through the winter snowstorms just after Christmas and when I arrived, there were presents for me under the tree!   I knew this was the place for me but I had no idea how much fun California is! 

Since then, we go to the beach about once a month and take long walks on the beach – well, they walk – I run and swim!  I was pretty unsure about water when I first arrived but now it is so much fun to jump in the waves or launch into the swimming pool. 

This summer, Mike took me on my first backpacking trip.  I wasn’t so sure what was happening when he strapped the pack on me and didn’t understand why my food was in there but when we got started on the trail, it all came to me!  Miles upon miles of forest and trails to run chasing squirrels and streams and lakes to swim in!  After a 4 mile hike into camp, we settled in alongside a lake where Mike took my backpack off.  While Mike took a nap, I spent the next hour swimming in the lake – it was so much fun!  Check me out in this picture – is this not the best place for a Brittany?  The Beach Boys said it best – “I wish they all could be California girls!”  Thank you ABR!  I have a smile on my face every day now.



Georgia

Georgia was adopted in April 2013 and was very skittish.  2 years later and you'd never believe it if you met her now!  She's quite the card and loves to roll around on the floor when our 16 year old son, Jonathan, enters the room as she adores him.  

We think her breed should be called the "Attention Hound" since she demands to petted always and often.  She's quirky in that she's become a hoarder and stashes all her toys in the corner along with several socks that she seems to always find.  

She also loves her step-brother cocker spaniel, Brutus, and always gives him at least one cleaning by licking a day. See picture attached of the both of them in the car.


Thanks for all your organization does as she's quite dear to us and we enjoy having her so much!
The Klaus Family



Roxie

I just wanted to tell you about Roxie. We rescued her from ABR on September 1, 2011. We got her from the OKC area. She was 2 1/2 years old. We are full-time motorcycle missionaries and we got her for ministry.

I mean, who can resist wanting to pet a dog and we are asked constantly if she can be petted! She is a great conversation starter. We had her about 4-5 months when we noticed she followed my wife around all the time. Sometimes nudging her or jumping on her when she wouldn't with anyone else. In February 2012 we met a couple in Daytona, FL that had a Brittany diabetic alert service dog. That's when it hit us, maybe Roxie is doing this because my wife is a diabetic. From that time on when Roxie would nudge, jump, or whatever to her, she would test her blood and sure enough it was too low. She is now a certified service dog and goes with us almost all of the time. She basically works the most while we sleep and she jumps up and down off the bed periodically all night checking. She has saved my wife's life 6 different times in the last 3 1/2 years. During the day when she jumps on her, she gently blows in her face and if she is ok, Roxie jumps down and goes on her way. If not, she just stands there on her back feet until she knows action is going to be taken.

She is such a blessing to us and we are so glad we found her on the ABR website!!! Thank you ABR, David and Brenda Pantleo Www.DavidPantleo.com



Max

Max here.  I know what you’re thinking:  “What a handsome guy!”  Well I’m not just handsome, I’m lucky.  I lived in Iowa for 8 and a half years, but when my first family needed to move and couldn’t take me with them, Terry Mixdorf at ABR found me a forever home in Kansas.  I’m 10 and a half now and I love everything about my new home—my mom, my dad, my 3 cats, and my new BBF, Gus. 

Gus is a giant schnauzer.  He’s only 2 years old, but he weighs 85 lbs!  We live just outside of the city limits, and Gus and I have nothing but fun in our 2-acre fenced-in yard.  We’re loving, smart, and immensely talented, especially in the area of landscape redesign. Back in the fall of 2014, we pulled off one major and amazing accomplishment (and the one we think Mom & Dad will remember f-o-r-e-v-e-r). You’re really going to be impressed!  Get ready . . . Here it is:  One day in November we discovered that the mole tunnels meandering through our backyard had become rather lengthy, and with new ones appearing every few days, the network had become massive.  We’d been digging around on them for some time, but Mom & Dad always escorted us back in the house before we could finish our project.  But all that changed when the opportunity of a lifetime came along—Mom & Dad left us alone in the backyard for an entire afternoon!  That was all we needed to show them how helpful we could be.  We put our digging skills to work and by the time they returned we had trenched the entire network of tunnels covering nearly an acre of our yard!  When they came home and began looking for us, we were proudly sitting there, exhausted, but waiting to show them both our massive “re-landscaping” project and our trophy—one of the moles (and we take no prisoners).  Gosh, they were just speechless.  Too proud to speak, we suspect, because it ultimately took a pickup-size load of soil to fill in the trenches.   Yeah.  Amazing.

As great as digging is, and as accomplished as we are in the art, our absolute favorite thing to do is ride in the car.  Here are the selfies we took to commemorate our one-millionth ride in the Rav4.  Kansas!  Where the digging is great, and the rides are even better.



Annie

 

I want to share the success story of Annie who adopted us in 2005.  With great sadness we had to let Annie go last Tuesday.  She was my second Brittany to make it to 15 1/2 years.  Annie had many "quirks" to work through but she was the sweetest girl.

Our Emma is deeply mourning her loss which is quite something to witness.  Here is a picture of Annie with 15 1/2 month old Ember Mae who loved this dog so much.  I feel another Brittany is in my future......

 

RIP Annie Fannie, Chunk, Big Mama and the list goes on and on....



Sonny

It is with heavy heart, that I must tell you that our Sonny dog, adopted October 2009 has been diagnosed with a large tumor on his heart and will only be with us for a few more months most likely. His age was unknown when we adopted him, they said anywhere between 6-12 yrs.  His health was in pretty bad shape when he was found.  He has been a happy part of our family for over 5 years now!  He loves our kids, our cats, and our newer two-year-old Brittany, Colt.  We just wanted to thank you for your rescue work and keeping these fabulous dogs in good, loving homes!<p>

We would also like to look for another Brittany after Sonny is gone.  Our 2-yr-old Britt will be very lonely.  We would love to find another young 1-3 yr old to bring into our family and become Colt’s new brother or sister.  If you have any available in the next couple months were are interested!

Here is Sonny, with his smile!

and here is his brother Colt. 

Thank you!

Keith and Ellen Mangine



Sasha

Hi to everyone at the ABR. It has been one month since we welcomed Sasha into our home. When Rick showed me her picture on Facebook something told me we needed to call on her. We have a 12yo Britt who has been blind for three years due to SARD. We have been talking about getting a 5 or 6 year old Britt to help her have more of a better quality of life. When Rick showed me Sasha on Facebook something told me to call about her.

When we met her at Meghan's home Ruby walked over to Sasha and touched her. She was OK with Sasha and we knew she was meant for us to bring into our home. At first she ran around checking everything out. She and Ruby are getting along great. Sometimes Sasha gets Ruby to come in from outside. Ruby hears Sasha running around and wants to know what she is doing. Sasha has become Rick's Britt and she follows him everywhere.

We are so glad we found Sasha and glad the ABR approved us. Sasha is making our home and Ruby's life alive again. We wanted to say a huge THANK YOU for giving us the opportunity to have Sasha in our life. Thank you!" Ruby, Sasha, Ruth and Rick



Mowgli formerly Zach

For two months now we have had a new fur baby in our house.  Mowgli (formerly Zach) has truly come out of his shell.  He has decided that this is home and he is going to invite everyone that walks by to come over and play.  He has gotten along wonderfully with his new aunt Lola and I think they've become instant best friends. 

Now that the weather has warmed up a bit, he has decided that boat rides aren't too scary.  They are just the start to his favorite thing, running around chasing birds and fish around small islands.

Mowgli also decided that no lap is too small for him to cuddle up into.  He greets me every morning with a big hug, toothy grin, and nubby wag. 

That's all for now, time for a walk!

p.s. thanks to Monica and everyone at ABR for not only caring for this little gem, but for all they do for every other fur child. 



Charley

 

Hello, we wanted to share an update on Charley (formerly Crosby). We brought him home in November, our initial concerns about bonding with our 8 years Brittany, Clementine were quickly vanished when the two met!

Although, Charley towers over Clementine he is gentle and completely submissive to the little gal. They enjoy walks, playing ball and wrestling each other.

Charley loves snuggling with the family on sofa and enjoys sniffing out the falling popcorn. Charley came to us from Georgia and has discovered his fondness for snow and is completely unaffected by the cold weather. He has completely captured our hearts and completed our family



Granville

Hi,

I just wanted to give an update on Granville.  I adopted him from you in Feb. 2006 - his name was Sonny.  Granville has been struggling through several medical issues since November 2014.  Yesterday he told me it was time to leave for his next adventure.  He will be greatly missed!  Granville was the sweetest boy - he played hard and loved to curl up next to me on the couch.  He was my first Brittany and first bird dog - he has changed my life forever.  I have an English Setter as well and from here on out I will always have one of each.  He was the even keel to my crazy setters - keeping the balance in life.  I will adopt another Brittany from you in the future - just not ready yet.  I appreciate what ABR does for all these wonderful dogs.

Thank You,

Kimberly



Buck

Six years ago today we adopted our Buck who was almost two at the time. He has been a wonderful member of our family. We could not have anticipated what a well behaved and loving friend Buck would be. Recently, a wildlife artist painted the attached portrait which was on display at the Southeast Wildlife Exposition in Charleston, so now the world can see what a rockstar Buck is. With gratitude to ABR, Gary and Jane Bullard



Chloe Rose

Hi ABR and Happy 2015.

It’s another year and Chloe Rose and I are as close as ever.  She goes with me to work almost daily and when she doesn’t she stays home with mom.  She is slowing down a bit now and has trouble hearing. But, what do you expect at 11!!  Her appetite is still good and she still loves to travel.  Hope all is well with ABR in 2015.

Greg



Penny and Nickle

I just wanted to pass along a few photos of my two Brittany's. Penny and Nickel. Penny was an ABR assisted adoption back in 2000. I got her when she was approximately 1-2 years old. It was unknown as her history was sketchy, and she had passed through a few hands before she came home with me. I bought Nickel a year later as a hunting companion and companion for Penny.

These are the most amazing animals and they have enhanced our lives and we cherish every day we have with them, as we know they will not be here forever except in our hearts.

Thanks for the opportunity to share this,

Buddy Garrett
ABR Volunteer Florida


Sarah Belle

 

   

Sarah Belle Larsen came into our home on February 1st 2014. We had recently lost our Brittany and wanted a companion for our other dog, also a Brittany.  I was very hesitant to adopt Sarah, a nine year old “pup” but when I heard that her owner had passed and none of the family wanted her, I just had to meet her!

 

Sarah Belle is a very energetic older dog who has taken over as Queen of the Household! Most importantly, she gets along famously with Sassy Sue and they are inseparable! We are more than thrilled to have been in touch with American Brittany Rescue and have Sarah Belle in our lives!



Abbie

Hi Everyone,

This is Abbie checking in again.  I've posted my story before when I was adopted and on my first anniversary, but I like to keep you informed of how happy I am.

Today, December 4th, 2014, is the second anniversary of my Mom, Dad and me becoming a family. 

Things were great until Mom decided to put a Christmas tree in my favorite corner. Fortunately, after Dad saw how unsettled I was, he made some adjustments and all is right again.

When I was adopted by my Mom and Dad, it was apparent that I was, as my Foster Dad, Dave Smith, explained, "a shy and sweet Brit".  When my folks would inadvertently move their feet near me, I would quickly move away and I wouldn't let Dad pet my face.  But, gradually my fears of new people were overcome and now whenever Dad sits on the couch, I quickly come to sit by him and let him stroke my muzzle and head.  Oh, how great it is to know that I'm loved!!!

My Forever Home has been great. Dad and I take a long walk most every  morning and I see friends I've made along the way.  Pretty soon, the family from the East, Midwest and South will be here for the holidays and I really like that. I couldn't have picked a better Forever Home so I thank the American Brittany Rescue (ABR), Animal Rescue Flights (ARF) and my Foster Dad for working so hard to get me here. Mom and Dad send their thanks also.  I'm truly a member of the family and, if I do say so myself, a very important member.

Mom, Dad and I send our very best wishes for a Merry Christmas and all the best in 2015.

Rosemary and Chuck Leech



Zooey

I have adopted Brittany No 5!!! Her name is Zooey (8).  She is in the middle in this picture. Maya (10) is on the left and Kodi (6) is on the right.

Zooey is a very sweet little girl that was purchased from Craig's list and then given to ABR.  She has fit right in with the Brittany crew.  She had to have surgery to remove several growths one of which was cancerous.  The vet thinks
they got it all.  She will just need to be checked periodically for the next year. 

Zooey will start training in January so she can become a therapy dog like her brother and sister. The amazing thing is that she heels so well wearing a martingale collar.  She is still learning stay, wait and down.  I have been so lucky and blessed with the Brittanys in my life



Connery

Hey ABR friends,

Our awesome Brittany adoptee Connery (formerly Limerick) has been asking me to let you all know how happy he is in his new forever home.

Connery is everything we were told a Brittany would be: loving, cuddly, smart, affectionate, curious, and very, very high energy! He's a big dopey dog who is guaranteed to get into everything he could possibly get into, then gives you this big dopey grin and you immediately forget why you were mad at him.

When we first got him, he showed some mild fear aggression, likely due to his earlier home. But we worked with a trainer and he has completely worked out of it - now he seeks out other dogs for play instead of avoiding them! We were also a bit surprised to discover that he has a severe wheat allergy; he cannot tolerate even the slightest crumb or even a taste of soy sauce without breaking out into belly sores. But, with a bit of adjustment here and there, and a bit of strict diet awareness to any friends / family who come to visit, he has been doing great. He's loving his home-cooked "puppy stew" that I make for him every 2 weeks (and freeze), full of lots of yummy veggies and protein topped olive oil.

His favorite days are spent at Ft. Funston where he can run off leash to his heart's delight, chasing birds, squirrels, or whatever else he happens to find. Connery has learned to respond to our voice commands almost 100% of the time, and is just starting to get the hang of hand signals. He also loves chasing after a chucked tennis ball, and has begun to grasp the concept of bringing the ball back so that I'll throw it again. Sometimes he can be a bit slow to get these things, but eventually he comes around!

Connery is by far one of the most emotionally sensitive dogs I have ever met. If I am sad or sick, he will not leave my side and pushes his entire head into my hand for cuddles and pets. He is also the biggest goofball I have ever encountered! Whether directly asking me to play fetch with him by bringing his favorite fetch squirrel to me and dropping it at my feet, flopping around on his back for belly rubs, or play-attacking our other dog on the stairs, he gets a laugh out of me many times every day. Connery has also recently been successfully introduced to horses and loves being at the horse barn. He romps around on long hikes, loves camping with us, and is a great Sunday brunch partner.

I cannot believe I lived so long of my life without this fantastic, naughty, stinky, goofy, lovable dog. Big thanks for helping me find my favorite doofus, our lives would not work without him!!



Sadie

Hello my friends!


Sadie from Minnesota here...it has been a while since I have written. I have had a very busy 2014! We moved into a new house in March. I really love my new house because I have a huge backyard that is fenced, so I get to run as much as I want to! What I love most is that I can hunt rabbits and squirrels all the time! My Mom does not really appreciate me hunting them, but I sure do!

My Mom and Dad adopted another new sister for me, she is a 13 year old Westie. She is ok but I would rather hunt in the backyard than play with her. I have been in my forever home for almost 4 years now. My Mom keeps saying that she can't believe how fast time flies; I think it flies as fast as me when I am on the trail of that wascally wabbit! I hope you all enjoy the rest of your year! Love, Sadie Bear



Our Year with Dublin and ABR!!!

Hello ABR! 

 

This saturday marks the day we call Dublin’s “birthdoption day”.  When we adopted him from ABR last October 25, we didn’t know his birthday!  So we decided that since then his birthday and his adoption day will be the same!  We have been so blessed to come into the ABR family.  

We have had the opportunity to foster two wonderful young dogs and look forward to fostering more and more than likely adopting our next in the near future.  We’ve learned so much about not only Dublin but also about ourselves along the journey the past year. Including he will voice his opinions when our schedules change and that if there’s a bird to hunt down in the yard, he will absolutely go for it!   He’s caught 2 birds so far! It’s really just been an amazing year volunteering with the rescue, and having Dublin in our lives!! Thanks so much for all that you do and we look forward to continuing working with the rescue!!  <o:p> </o:p>

Thanks!

Meghan, Paul,  and Dublin Dog!<o:p />



Luke

The good news - Luke has landed. I'm sure that if a squirrel passed by on the telephone line he would follow it forever. Otherwise, he likes lying on the front lawn in the shade of the plum tree until something more interesting, like a guided walk, comes up on the agenda. In every way he has become willing to accede to any reasonable request. Granted, never give an order unless you believe it will be followed.


Therefore, keep it reasonable. He's a hunter. He loves stalking the local squirrels and is overjoyed when he can chase a turkey or a duck. Good thing I like sharing that with him. As for actually hunting with him, we would probably both embarrass ourselves. He chases and doesn't want to give if he catches. I told you about the stinky dead crow which was still intact enough to squeak when mouthed? Natural squeaky toy...

I'm a lousy shot. Told you about the hunting day of my youth when the people working the old Brittany got 7 pheasant... and the golden chasing 'em down the ditches caught and brought back 5? If I take him hunting, it will be where I think an audience unlikely.


btw - Whatever has been achieved this year has mostly been through love and affection. I may have tapped him a couple times, but never actually swatted, much less hit, him. Treats only work around home. When he's "on duty" he isn't interested. He has frequently hit the end of the leash, but we both agree that just is what it is. He now understands "whoa" is a warning that he's running out of slack in his expando-leash.


We've had a couple short Sierra excursions. He has excellent camp manners and is beside himself with excitement being in the country. He tried trout fishing but the little guys were too quick for him. Whatever; he loves splashing around in the Tuolumne*.


Bad news is limited and neither unusual or significant. Poor guy probably got a foxtail or something like which dug in under his collar and abscessed. Ugly and worrisome for his people but it never slowed him down. He loves the peanut butter in which I bury his antibiotics. Associated bad news is that until that is healed up we can't wander inour wilder trajectories.


Around home he has become something of a drama queen, but you could consider that a floor show. He sings for his supper. Not really, just for treats and dessert. The vet likes his weight so we must not be overdoing it (And my doc likes mine, down 12# so far this year. Need a personal trainer? I recommend a Brittany...)


Cheers, Charles & Luke



Abby and Luc

 

 Both of my furry children are ABR rescues! Abby on the left is about 5 yrs old now and loves her nightly walks around town. Luc is about 8 yrs old and loves looking out the window. They have become best friends and don't like to be away from each other. They are extremely spoiled and have claimed our couch as their own. We love ABR and so thankful they found our Britts for us! Keep up the fabulous work you do !



Maya and Kodi

Maya (10) on left, Kodi (6) on right

This picture was taken a couple years ago.

I sort of inherited my first Britt, Allie.  She was the cutest little chubby puppy. When she tried to point, she would fall over.  She taught me how stubborn and sweet a Britt can be.  She became a Happy Tails Therapy Dog at age 11.  She was an Alpha dog and tested me every day to make sure that I really wanted to be in charge and lived to be 14 yrs old. Britt #2 was Sammy (aka Peyton) adopted through ABR and the Archers. He was around 5 yrs old. He had been named Peyton because he was so sweet. He was a “born free” Britt…he could not be trusted around an open door or gate.  He became a therapy dog at age 7.  He was born to this…..he was the best with special ed kids and the elderly.  Around then I adopted Britt #3, Maya through ABR and Evelyn Wheeler. She was only 1 ½ yrs old and was the calmest and most cuddly Britt I had ever seen.  She was certified as a Happy Tails therapy dog at age 2. She loves to lay with patients in their beds and play with the special ed kids.  Maya is also certified under Therapy Dogs Inc. so she can be a Reading Paws dog. Children come to the library to read to her.  She loves it since she can be petted and talked to for an hour.  Maya is also certified as an AKC therapy dog.  Sadly, Sammy passed away.  Maya was so lonely that I adopted Britt #4, Kodi (aka Archie) through ABR and Gloria Gaffke.  He was barely 1 yrs old.  He is a typical energetic, nosey and loving Britt.  He has completed Basic and Intermediate obedience and passed his Canine Good Citizen test.  He is now Happy Tails therapy dog and is also AKC certified therapy dog. He also belongs to TD Inc and does Reading Paws.  Amazingly he is the best therapy dog of the four.

I cannot begin to express my deep appreciation for the foster parents of my dogs.  Gloria even drove Kodi from Iowa to Atlanta.  These wonderful dogs have enriched my life in so many ways.  They have given so much love to everyone they visit….a smile on a sick child or a nursing home resident is a great reward.  They have made me laugh so many times and no one can be lonely with a Britt on your lap or nose bumping your hand.

Eleanor Hager



Tango aka Aspen

In March of 2011, I found pics of a cute little britt boy, in a foster home in TX.  We live in central Wisconsin.  We fell in love with his pretty little face and all of the stars aligned.  A friend and fellow Britt lover, Lisa Rice, from Amarillo, TX was going to be making a drive to WI.  I asked if she would mind a rider and Aspen (now Tango), hitched a ride.  The rest of the family, Annie and Rocket, were not all that fond of Tango when he came home but that soon changed and he made everyone he met, fall in love.  One thing we found out is that they do, in fact, make everything bigger in TX.  Tango is a petite 77 lbs. and is the sweetest lap dog you will ever meet.  He is also one of the best hunting dogs we have ever had and a great big brother to Lola.  They and Rocket, get along so well, it is just great.  All of them sleep in the king size bed with us, altho we are thinking of upgrading Tango to his own twin size trundle bed.  Thanks to all, especially Lisa, for bringing Tango home, where he belongs. 
 
Jackie and Clark Albers


Cinnamon

My dog Cinnamon is definitely a big ABR success story. She came to me almost 8 yrs ago thru ABR volunteer Shelli Ray.   I can only say that I am very fortunate Cinnamon knew we were a match and picked me to be her forever home. For I could not have predicted the joy she would bring and all the fun times we would have together.

At the time I had a young brittany (Winchester) at home who had been sad for quite some time over the loss of his older friend.  He loved to take care of others and was missing one that had been in his care.  Also, while we ran every day and practiced agility Winchester- being 2 was still in need of a playmate.  My husband was away a lot on business and left me to take care of the properties and critters which left little extra time. We had visited some other brittanys and were pondering over them when it was suggested we meet Cinnamon. We went to Cinnamon’s foster home to see how everyone got along. The dogs got along well and Cinnamon liked me right away. Shelli said she had not seen Cinnamon warm up to someone so quickly.  I figured it had something to do with the treats in my pocket but she said others had had treats as well. Next step was for Cinnamon to visit us in our home.  She jumped in our pond and would not get out and did not want to leave.  To me it seemed to be a good fit and Shelli, her daughter and Cinnamon all seemed to know just how perfect this would turn out.

When Cinnamon first came to our home she would hide under the furniture when you got home and wait to see what would happen to Winchester. She was not good with men in general and was very leery of my husband who loved to pet dogs.  After about 3 days of feeding her and petting her she decided not all guys were bad. It took her about 3 months to stop hiding under the furniture when you first came in.   We had many challenges. Winchester introduced her to the horses and showed her they were harmless. Cinnamon “tom sawyered” him out of the front seat of the car and many other prime spots. He really took her under his wing and showed her everything was all right. I was not going to do the agility with Cinnamon but after watching Winchester once she showed me she was capable of doing everything.

Cinnamon is now the happiest dog I have ever seen.  Every day she is full of sunshine, kisses and love. She not only is an agility champion but a favorite in the agility community and all love to watch her run around the ring wagging her tail on all the equipment and making loud laughing noises ( It’s not barking). She entertains all and gets the whole class stirred up. She is always smiling and people are always wanting to see her. She loves playing interactive games with you and on cold nights she loves to snuggle and will take your hand and make you pet her. When she wants something Winchester has such as a bone she uses her feminine guile to make Winchester jealous and give up the bone – which she promptly takes over. When my husband got very ill she would check on him constantly and is now not afraid of any guy.  Now instead of hiding she happily greets you in a play bow wagging her tail. And the best thing is you know she is wagging her tail with her heart and truly loves life.  There are no bad days- because all you have to do is go home and see Cinnamon and a bad day is good and a good day is even better. She can make you laugh every day.  I am so fortunate Cinnamon knew from that very first meet we were meant to be her forever home. We do so many fun things and she is a quick learner. She loves to be the star of the show. Also, I would like to thank Shelli Ray, the ABR foster volunteer, whom I felt really put some time and effort into Cinnamon and teaching her the basics to make her a successful candidate for a forever home.



Molly

Another Brittany Story

 

By Molly—as told to her Dad & Mom, Bob and Kathy Ackerman

 

I came to ABR in 2006, because my first Daddy was living alone and wanted me to have a better life than being in a crate all the time. The parting was sad for everyone, but things were about to get a whole lot better…

 

First I got to stay with Michelle Falkinburg and family for a couple of weeks. What fun to run around with her “pack” and play doggy games all day. Then some new people came into my life—Bob and Kathy Ackerman, my forever family.

 

My family was living in New Jersey back then, and life was good. I had a nice back yard and also got to run on the beach on Cape Cod a couple of times a year. Then, the most amazing thing happened. My Dad and Mom packed up all our stuff and we moved to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware!

 

Summer is pretty great here, because we can buckle up for a ride in the car with the top down and take long walks at the state park. But my favorite time of year starts when the beach season ends. Rehoboth is doggy heaven from October to May, because that’s when we’re allowed to walk on the boardwalk.  I love to greet all the other dogs, and I beam with pride when people say how pretty I am. I am a walking advertisement for my breed, because Mom and Dad always explain that no, I am not a Springer Spaniel, and that I joined my family through American Brittany Rescue.

 

This September I am turning 10, and it seems like a good time to stop and say “Thank You!” to the wonderful people at ABR who took me in when I needed a home and helped me find a family of my very own.

 

Molly Ackerman



Fozzie

 

 

 

 

This is Fozzie. He is a 9 month old puppy who was adopted from ABR in January of 2014. He loves fishing and being around people. This is pretty amazing considering he was petrified of people until about 4 months ago. He's also a fun loving puppy who wears tutus (once in awhile:)



Karma

A message from Karma (formerly Brittany) 

Hey guys! Next month (April) will be one whole year since the wonderful volunteers of ABR helped me drive nearly 1600 miles from my foster Mom in Wichita Falls, TX all the way up to Missoula, MT to my Forever Home. I'll admit, I was a little shy when I first got there, but my Mom helped me get more confident with other dogs (even though my husky brother is REALLY obnoxious) and now I'm even starting to play with them! 

My Mom is a dog trainer, and she thinks I'm such a good example that I even get to come to work and demonstrate my skills! I get to meet lots of other dogs (which are OK), but meeting all the new people is my favorite! Some of them even give me treats. When I got here I only knew how to "Sit," but now I can do all sorts of things, like Heel, Bow, Stay, and I'm learning more all the time! I might even be learning Nosework soon. 

Oh, did I mention I'm also a hunting dog? We go out all the time and look for birds and rabbits--it's so much fun! And when I'm not doing all those exciting things, I have lots of fluffy beds to lay on, and there's almost always someone to keep me company. Mom says this summer we're going to do lots of hiking and camping.

P.S. -- Even though I was a Texas dog, I LOVE THE SNOW! All that fluffy white stuff is lots of fun! This really is the best. Thanks, ABR! 

Love,Karma 



Luke

 

 

Hi,

 Well, here we are a couple months into the new year with our happy new dog, Luke, who came on New Years Eve. "Cool Hand Luke" was his pound name. Lucky Luke is more like it -      


I have to say a little prayer of thanks and sympathy for his original people and home. He obviously had a lot of love and pretty good training. But then one day he ran past his horizon and couldn't find his
way back. Tapping into the training has been a challenge in some respects. It's also possible that's just the way he is. He did a runner before. Teaching him to "come" instead of chasing something into the
next county might just be a life lesson for him.

Meantime, around home he is biddable and a delight. He's loving, cute and has a great sense of humor. We have all sorts of stories already. And how can you be blue or cranky with such a ball of energy and joy just waiting an excuse to have some fun? Had you noticed? Many Brittanies wear their hearts on their forehead.

Cheers,
- charles



Winston

 

 

 

 

June of 2013 we welcomed ABR rescue Winston (formerly Java) into our family.  He immediately bonded with our 13 year old Brittany, Clementine, and won the hearts of all our family (especially our 3 and 5 year old daughters).  He has been a wonderful addition to our family - he's sweet and loving and always up for play!



Bailey

 

 

Bailey has been with us for 10 years he has been a joy.  We had to downsize to our health but Bailey need to do that too.  He is now blinded in both eyes but that doesn't stop him.  He knows the house very well as enjoys just being with us.  If anyone wants to adopt a Brittany you will never be sorry.  Bailey lost his friend Candy about 6 months ago but they enjoyed each other for about 8 years  I have attached a picture of Bailey now.  He has been the spot light of the neighborhood.  Everyone thinks he is handsome. 

Edie Hooper and Don Hooper



Ellie Mae

Jerry and I just wanted to let ABR that we lost our beloved Ellie Mae on March 7th 2013. We were so lucky that the people who adopted her thought she was too aggressive with her bone and surrendered her.  We were the lucky humans that picked her up at OHare from New York.
 
Ellie Mae (or Mae-Mae) was the alpha female...small but mighty! She loved her bones and you best not tease her when she was enjoying them!  She would do her fake growl when Jerry would pretend to "take" her bone. We took her down south the summer before she passed at age
13 and she swam in that pond chasing frogs for 3 days. She slept for a week after she got home!
 
The squirrels didn't have a chance around our home. Although she couldn't chase them like she used too, she sure did make them scarce around here.  My brother bought his Pug dog over in his crate and Ellie Mae went in that small crate! When Jerry tried to get her out she was having no part of that and gave him her fake growl. That was her way of telling him she wanted to play! She loved her crate even though she hasn't been in her crate for years.  When the Pug was ill she watched over him like a mother would.
 
So many memories. So many nose kisses.  She was an independent girl. Daddies growler. Thank you for trusting us to take care of her. She bought so much joy to our lives. She came to us at 7  and left us at almost 14. It was a good 7 years. We just wish it would have been longer. Nose kisses Ellie Mae.  We love you.
 
Thank You,
Pam Van Dieren and Jerry Hannon



Chloe Rose

 

Hi ABR,


Just thought I would let you know that Chloe Rose and I are doing well.  December marked our 2 year anniversary together and her 10th birthday.  Hoping and praying that ABR will be even more successful in 2014. Here is a current picture of us.

Greg


Benjamin Buttons


I just had to write after I read a story of a brittany that "fishes". Our Benji is quite the water dog.
Here is Benji with his fish he caught while swimming. 

He lives to swim but his technique could use some work. He is more of a water slapper when you describe his stroke but he loves to swim all the same. Quite the water dog 

My husbands favorite caption for the photo is : what do you mean Brittany's are "Bird Dogs"...?

Benji is also a very accomplished bug hunter. He is a relentless hunter if a fly gets into the house. 



Granville

 

Hello ABR,

I just wanted to send a holiday thank you for my lovely boy.  I adopted Granville (was Sonny with you) in February 2006.  He has been such a joy.  His is my first Brittany and not my last :)  He has a new sister  - Fantasia (a setter/pointer mix) and is helping her adjust to life in our home. Granville is always very helpful with new dogs.   I have attached his Christmas pic. 

Thank you for all you do!!! Enjoy your holidays!

Kimberly Osmonson, Richmond VA



Abbie

Hi Everyone, 

This is Abbie.  I wrote to you about a year ago after I arrived at my Forever Home.  Today, December 4th, 2013, my folks and I are celebrating our first anniversary together.  It’s been a great year for all of us.  I’ve really been happy.  My folks love me and I’m having a fun time.

“Dad” and I go for a walk almost every morning.  Mom's and Dad’s daughter and her husband have a Golden Retriever, Boomer, and we love to play together.  I get to stay there when my folks are gone.  I wish every dog could have as good of a home as I do.  I want to thank everyone that helped arrange for me to live with my folks.

You can see how contented I am by looking at the picture that Dad attached

“Mom” wants to add a line to my letter now. 

Abbie 

Chuck and I again thank everyone for adding Abbie to our family.  There were several people involved and they deserve mention.  Tiffany Dexter, the CO coordinator for ABR arranged the adoption.  Dave Smith was the Foster Dad and took Abbie and a crate, which we had bought for the transport, to the airport near Denver from where she began the trip to Southern CA.  Julia Ryan-Billings, the Co-Organizer for the Animal Rescue Flights (ARF), spent hours finding pilots who made the commitment to fly Abbie to us.  David Bamford flew her from Denver to Phoenix, using Doug’s (I’m sorry that I don’t know his last name) plane. And, Bob Brown completed the mission by flying Abbie from Phoenix to Fullerton, CA.  The pilots showed ingenuity in disassembling and reassembling the crate to fit in the planes.   

Abbie’s the sweetest gal ever and definitely gives as much love as she receives.  We had Brittany pups before, but never from the ABR and we encourage everyone to adopt a Brit, whether young or old, who needs a Forever Home.  Abbie, Chuck and I wish all of you a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year. 

Rosemary Leech 

PS:  You can see pictures of Abbie’s trip that Julia Ryan-Billings posted on the ARF website:

http://www.meetup.com/aviation-95/photos/12035642/



Sam

Like so many of the people who adopt a dog from ABR, I had put down my previous Brittany a year earlier.  Jaque was a wonderful dog, who was with me for nearly 16 years.  He was a great companion and hunting dog, who gave his all every time we went out.  He was healthy his entire life.  As he got older, I would ask him when I fed him, if he was going to live forever.  Two months prior to his 16th birthday, Jaque began to go downhill.  He lost weight, became unstable, and gave me a look that told me what I needed to know.  I took him to Ken, the vet where I got him when he was a pup.  He took care of Jaque his whole life and hunted over him many times.   After he examined Jaque, he looked up at me and said, “Tom, its time”.  I didn’t ask for a diagnosis.  I trusted Ken, so we put Jague to rest.  I buried him behind our house, where he loved to run, and said my good-byes.  I was holding it together until my wife hugged me and told me that he was a good dog.  Let’s just say that “real men do cry”. 

A year went by and I was ready for another dog.  However, I had just retired and moved to a much smaller home.  My wife wasn’t crazy about the idea because this dog would have to live in the house, but with a little persuasion she was on board.  Originally, I wanted a puppy, but the cost was much more than I could afford.  During my search I came across the ABR website.  I had never considered adoption before, but when I saw all the dogs that needed homes, I was moved to act.  I couldn’t specify a dog that was trained to hunt, but I knew that a pure bread Brittany would have that instinct.  I soon found Sam only 15 miles away.  I filled out an application and was quickly contacted.  After completing the process, I picked up Sam.  He is a wonderful affectionate dog, who is well suited to live indoors.

After a couple months of training, I took Sam on his first hunt.  He ran over the first bird, but retrieved it to hand.  After that first encounter, he quickly connected the scent with the bird and began pointing from farther and farther away.  The picture I included shows Sam on a staunch point.  You can see in his eyes that he’s doing what he loves.

Even though I call him Jaque from time to time, Sam is my boy now, and a much loved member of our family.  I thank ABR for the good work that they do.  I have also volunteered to help transport dogs.   It helps me to give back a little of what I have received.

Tom Thompson

Kalamazoo, MI



Kipper

We were looking for a pet, in particular, a dog and specifically a “Brittany”.  I found the American Brittany Rescue web site and browsed the photos and bios of various dogs until I found a story and photo of  “Kipper”.  After talking with the area representative and asking for information , he put me in touch with the owners.  At the conclusion of our telephone conversation we agreed  to meet and evaluate Kipper as a possible pet from our prospective and they to evaluate us as parents for Kipper from their prospective.  

It was a good meeting and we decided Kipper would be just fine for us. They agreed to allow us to become Kipper’s family and to provide a “forever” home for him.  Their oldest child, age 5, I will never forget.  He loved his dog and as I looked into his eyes full of tears, not really wanting to give Kipper up, I promised myself I would love this dog as much as this boy did.   

Driving away was the hardest part.  Kipper was constantly looking back as if to say “ Is he not coming along with us”?   However, the transition went very smoothly.   These parents had taught or trained Kipper so well, I now understood why they chose the name Kipper.   (Kipper is a character in a series of books for preschool-age children by a British writer)  Kipper was an English Gentleman   We were not going to change his name.   

Kipper was smart, good looking, had good manners, was house broken, kennel trained ,had personality PLUS, and his  shots and records were up to date.  He is the only dog I have ever known who would wait for the command to eat from his bowl.  You could put ice cream in the bowl and he would not move toward it until you gave the command OK. What a wonderful job these parents had done with Kipper.  

We took him home, taught him his new boundaries and wow, what  an experience for us.   We have had the privilege of loving and caring for Kipper over the past eleven years.  He has traveled across the United States with us, up Pikes Peak, along the Grand Canyon, up the Great Sand Dunes, visited the beaches of Delaware, North and South Carolina and Florida.  

What a trooper!  Every place we took him he acted like a gentleman and loved everyone he met, especially children.   He was family!!!  

Kipper was diagnosed with Renal failure and yesterday we lost him.  Words cannot describe the sadness and loss we have experienced nor the emptiness we feel.  He brought so much joy into our lives and was so giving.  His love for us was truly “unconditional”.  How can I ever thank the original parents of Kipper for their remarkable gift?   We gave Kipper  a forever home, but he gave us a life time of memories filled with love and happiness.  His parents wanted “only the best” for Kipper and they were heartbroken to give him up.  We gave him our very best and we are heartbroken in having to give him up.   He was, is still and will always be a part of our family.   His DOB was August 12, 1999 and DOD October 25, 2013.  Kipper was an American Kennel Club certified Brittany.    

Thank you American Brittany Rescue!    Thank you and the many volunteers it takes to keep your organization up and running.  Thank you for the shelter you provide, the foster care you offer, the transporting and medical attention given to many.  You have brought untold joy into the lives  of many by your labor of love for these precious friends. 



Scout

In October of 2006, my family was blessed with a new member, Jillybean. At the time we were told that she was about 7 months old, but after another visit to the vet they decided she was actually about 14 months. My dad had said prior to her arrival that we could only get a dog if we named it Scout, after our beloved hamster. “It’s a boy and a girl name!” he had said, so wouldn’t you know it, we named her Scout (Scouty). She was originally found on the side of a highway in Virginia with her mother Celia.

 

 

After 7 great years, we have accumulated a bunch of different nicknames for Scout (i.e. Scouty-Badowty, Scooty-Batooty, Pups MaGups). After years of spoiling, Scouty prefers to sit in her own seat in the car, sleep in a human-sized bed, and spend hours of relaxation in the lake.  She is an avid fisherman but after many head dunks she has never come up with a fish. Where ever we go, everyone is interested in Scout, from the way she swims for hours to the way she points her paw when she sees a squirrel. There are no words to describe how perfect our Scouty is. Thank you ABR for giving us an amazing dog, but really another family member.



"My Libby"

A little over five years ago we were asked by American Brittany Rescue to foster a sweet Brittany named Libby. She had been turned into a shelter in North Platte. She had obviously just had a litter of puppies and was still lactating. She was brought back to Omaha by Nancy and Harlan Vogel who asked us to foster her. She was spayed at Rockbrook Animal and came to our house to recuperate so that she could be adopted out by American Brittany Rescue.

Libby was a shy baby right from the start. When the doorbell rang, she would run and hide. When our other two dogs would bark she would hide. Her favorite safe place was behind our bed in our bedroom where she was out of sight. She would occasionally sleep on the bed with us but she preferred her little dog bed behind our bed where she was safe from all loud noises and the commotion of the other dogs.

I quickly feel in love with my dear sweet Libby. When the call came that a family in Atlanta wanted to adopt her I just couldn't send her half way across the country. I knew that she would be scared and I couldn't bear the thought of life without her. So we kept her. As our daughter told us, "you guys suck at fostering".

She loved to go for walks but even on her walks she was timid. She seldom would use the whole leash length, preferring to stay next to me. Lee took her out hunting but it was clear she was not a hunter. She had that Brittany nose and a couple times she pushed some pheasant out but she wasn't a pointer and just liked going for walks in the fields.

She was the sweetest dog I have ever known. She wouldn't hurt a soul. She seldom barked and never showed any aggression to anyone. One time I had her at the farmer's market on a Saturday morning. I didn't see the little girl who came suddenly at her from the side. All of a sudden there was a three year old hugging her tight and squealing "doggie"! The little girl's mother was horrified, scared that the dog would bite her little one. But Libby didn't even flinch. She just stood there and let the little girl hug her and pull on her ears. Many people around me commented, "that is a great dog, most dogs would have bitten a kid coming at them suddenly like that". I said, "I know".

About a year ago she started to slow down. We knew she about five when we got her so we thought she was just starting to get old. I took her in for tests and our vet found her thyroid was low. We put her on thyroid medication. Then last summer we had her clipped for summer and I noticed that her hair was growing in and she seemed to be panting a lot. I started googling her symptoms on the internet and it seemed to match "Cushing's Disease". I called the vet and he said to bring her in for tests.

He tested her adrenal function and sure enough she had Cushing's. Cushing's is a disease where the adrenal gland produces too much cortisol. Most likely in her case it was caused by a tumor on her pituitary gland. The symptoms are increased thirst and feeding, hair loss or failure to grow, panting and fatigue. We started her on a medication called Veteryl that can lessen the symptoms. She did better for a little while, she got a little bounce in her step and this spring she was actually chasing things in the field again. Her hair wasn't growing but we didn't care.

The past two months she had started to go downhill again. We had her tested for diabetes, which can be caused by Cushing's, but she was negative. She was losing weight and pacing incessantly. It was hard for her to sleep at night. We started giving her Melatonin. She started having accidents in the house. Libby never ever had accidents before this. She could go twelve or more hours without peeing. She was such a good dog. When we left her for long hours she never peed in the house. We would be standing at the back door with her legs crossed, but she would never go.

Then yesterday she seemed really restless. She was panting and all of a sudden her legs went out from underneath her and she couldn't stand up. I took her right into the vet. They did x-rays but couldn't find anything. She had developed a massive infection in one of her mammary glands. The vet said that Cushing's causes a compromised immune system that can lead to devastating infections. She had IV fluids and three antibiotics last night. The vet wanted her to stay overnight but I couldn't leave her there. She came home last night. She was walking some but she wouldn't eat. I sat out on my deck last night with her laying next to me. I thought she might be ok.

I took her back into the vet this morning for more antibiotics and fluids. Mid day the vet called me. It was the call I expected but dreaded. He said that she might be doing a bit better but that given her condition we should consider letting her go. Of course this was already in my heart but I knew the time had come for me to make the most painful decision of pet ownership. I knew that I couldn't put her through any more. I had to let my baby go.

Lee met me at Rockbrook Animal this afternoon. I held her and told her how much she meant to me and how much I loved her. I told her what a great dog she was and how much I would miss her. I told her that I hoped she was going to a better place and that I would be with her one day. Then I let her go. She died just as she lived, no sound, just gentle silence. I was so lucky to have her in my life. I think that dogs are just another reason I believe in God. They bring so much joy to us. They bring a love that is so strong and so unconditional. I am blessed to have known Libby. Sweet dreams my Libby Lu.



Jesse

Shortly after my husband and I got married ten years ago, we started considering starting a family...beginning with a dog. We did lots of research and knowing we wanted to have children eventually, we landed on a Brittany since they were known to be wonderful family members as well as good companions for hunting.

We soon reached out to ABR. One day, our rescue coordinator emailed me a picture of an orange and white Brittany that was a local stray and had just come into a local shelter. He was holding a huge blue toy ball in his mouth and I swear he had a smile on his face. We were smitten instantly and upon meeting him, knew we had to have him.

Despite having four different types of worms - including heartworms - our Jesse was the happiest, most special dog we'd ever met. From day one, he aimed to please us.

It was rough at first, despite our immediate bond, we had some hurdles to overcome. He had to undergo heartworm treatment. Not fun for him and not fun for us. Limiting exercise for a one year Brittany puppy is a challenge!

Crate training was a disaster. He would claw himself to the point where he was bloodied and cry endlessly. Upon opening the door, he would jet out to drink excessive amounts of water. It was as though someone previously threw him in a crate with no water and never let him out.

He was initially very frightened of large men and kids. He refused to let my dad let him out to use the restroom when we were at work. He would go in a corner and start to shake excessively.

After heartworm treatment, we were able to start obedience training. By this time, I had become pregnant and was struggling a lot with nausea. In training class, Jesse would pull me nearly to the ground, increasing my nausea from being moved too and fro by this little ball of energy. After a few weeks of this, the instructor suggested the gentle leader collar. I guess she figured I was no match for his nose! The gentle leader became a life long friend to Jesse as well as us:)

As the months rolled by, Jesse began to settle down. With sufficient exercise, he was calm when around us, his people and extremely friendly with all people and dogs. When I was at the end of my pregnancy and would lay on the couch on my side, he snuggled up behind by legs and laid his head on my hips. It was a precious tradition we continued for years.

When we had our first daughter, I experienced severe postpartum depression. Many days and nights I would be crying in despair, so tired and unsure how to properly console my colicky child. Jesse was there for me, every moment. He would place his head on my lap as if to so "it's okay. You're a great mom".

He had a special relationship with both our daughters. The first time both of them giggled out loud was watching him jump in the air to catch popcorn I threw to him. I have numerous pictures of him allowing the girls to smoother him with hugs and kisses. He was also known to turn up with bows in his hair. He'd simply look at me as if to say "don't they realize I am a boy??"

As the years went by, Jesse mellowed. At a checkup with the vet last year, the vet commented "he's turned out to be such a good dog. He was WILD when you first got him. I didn't know if you all would make it!" 9 years later, I had forgotten what a ball of fire he was at first. All he needed was some exercise, love and attention.

By last year, Jesse lost nearly all of his hearing. When I would return home after being out, he would be curled up in a ball on the rug by our front door. You could see the nose marks on the front window where he'd been watching us, probably thinking "come home soon! I'm much happier with you here". I would gently wake him and he'd greet me with a vigorous tail wag and a kiss on the nose.

In November, we lost Jesse in a tragic accident. It was so sudden. Even today, when I arrive home after being out, I occasionally tear up when I see that rug by the front door, looking so empty without his sweet orange and white body curled up in that ball. Our girls still pray for him every night when they do bedtime prayers.

Jesse taught us so much. How to love unconditionally. How live happily through pain. How to trust again after someone has hurt you. How to experience pure, unadulterated joy in the little things (mainly, a tennis ball and a game of fetch). How to comfort someone with a gentle touch.

I will forever be indebted to ABR for the joy and cherished memories you made possible for our family through introducing us to Jesse.

If anybody sees this story and is considering a Brittany through ABR, all I can say is that your life will be so much richer for it.  Several months since Jesse's passing, we have already adopted with ABR again. We discovered our home is just not the same without a fuzzy friend - or friendS. We adopted two Britts this time (which we highly recommend)!

Thank you ABR for the beautiful gift you gave us through Jesse.
The Sher Family
Olathe, KS



George

With apologies to H.A. Rey…This is George. He is a good little monkey, and always very curious.
 
George is (NOW!) a delight. He’s been with us for just over 2 years now (adopted from ABR May 2011). He’s still a work in progress, but so am I. When I first got him he just couldn’t settle…and I thought I knew hyper after having my son’s Brit live with me most of one summer! George is Brittany number 3 ½ for us (2 of our own plus our son’s dog). We’ve had the fearless dominant personality dog and the one who was a nervous basket-case (timid, OCD about things being out of their proper place). I was used to “zoomies,” where they would race through the house with their butts tucked under, spin in circles (again, butt tucked under!) on the bed and then leap into the next room, tear around the yard with expressions of pure glee…But George would run laps around the yard, as fast as he could, then come in and run laps around the dining room table. He’d sit down, then almost immediately start to trot around the table again. Even then, he thought everyone was his new best friend…he just couldn’t settle to be petted unless he was dismantling one of his toys (or a throw pillow…and he did that a LOT!). I actually cried a lot the first few months, from pure frustration and near despair. I kept telling myself that if I just was patient and loved him enough, eventually he’d be a really good dog, but the only time he was “calm” was when he was stalking birds or asleep. I thought about getting a thundershirt, but then saw a posting on the ABR bulletin board that suggested rubbing him HARD, like deep tissue massage. It worked ; he turned into a little limp dishrag in my lap. At that point I started letting him sleep on the bed, and that seemed to help as well, once he figured out that he was only welcome if he actually SLEPT on the bed, no leaping about or chewing the people. We took an AKC obedience class and “graduated” successfully October 2011 (although the trainer looked at us the first night and sighed, “oh, a Brittany”). It did teach him to focus on me instead of the distractions around him. He loves to do tricks for treats, will play ball for hours if someone will keep throwing it, and thinks everyone he meets is his new best friend, even the vet. And over the course of his first  winter with us he learned that it’s GOOD to sit on the couch together in the evening and be petted. He’s very loved, and we thank ABR for rescuing him and helping him find his way to us.
 
Jennifer Maguire

Turbo

We had our first brittany, Freckles, for 14 yrs. She was such a joy to our whole family, she grew up with our kids! We waited for about a year after she passed to start thinking about getting another dog. My daughter actually found ABR online and they accepted us to adopt one of their dogs. We adopted Turbo in Feb of 2010. Turbo was six when we first got him, and he has been with us for 3 years now. He has been such a pleasure to have! It took a little while for him to adjust, but I really think he just needed to learn to trust us and to get used to his new surroundings. Now all we get is that loving brittany look, and it looks like he is smiling as he chases the birds out of the trees and around the yard.

He likes to cuddle, go on walks and to ride in the car. He has also made it his duty to guard our yard from all birds and small animals that try to come in and invade.

He works so hard that in the summer he gets really hot. We had a water feature in our yard that he tried to take over as his own pool. We could not believe he could even get in and out of it because it was only slightly bigger than him! We ended up buying him his own little pool, so he would stay out of our water feature! He loves laying in his pool on a hot day.

We also have a place in northern Michigan which he loves to visit with us. We were worried about the car ride up there at first, but he is so good. He sleeps the whole way there and back. Up north there are a whole new set of smells and animals. He has encountered a skunk, deer and even snakes up there. We do a lot of jeep riding up north and he is always the first one in the jeep. We took this picture and really feel that it says it all. We truly love having Turbo as a part of our family and feel like he is truly happy with us as well!



Sadie

Hello my friends, Sadie from Minnesota here!

I am sorry it has been so long since my last update, but boy have I been busy! I took my first road trip last fall, we went up north to see the beautiful fall colors. I was so excited I just couldn't contain myself! I met some new friends along the way and really enjoyed my first time in a cave. Yes you heard that right, a cave! It was really dark but my mom and dad had a flashlight, so I wasn't scared at all. A few weeks ago I took my first road trip out of state. We went to Wisconsin where I met my cousin Murphy; he is a Weimaraner. My mom said she couldn't believe that two dogs could run all weekend and never get tired! We had so much fun and I cannot wait to go back.

My mom adopted a new sister for me, a kitty named Mia. I really love Mia, at first I wasn't sure I liked cats but she is a lot of fun. Sometimes I get a little too excited and I play a little rough, so my mom and dad have taught me that "if she squeaks leave her alone". Sometimes I make the kitty squeak...ooops!

While I love my travels, my friends, and my sisters my favorite spot will always be anywhere that my mom is! I hope you all have a great summer!

Love, Sadie



Charlie

In September of 2002 we traveled from Ohio to Illinois to adopt Charlie, a 7-month-old orange and white Brittany that we'd discovered on-line at the ABR website. Our two kids, then aged 8 and 5, were so excited to meet their first puppy and Charlie didn't disappoint us.  When we got to his foster residence he was full of energy and, more importantly, full of love.   

For his first nine years, he was very energetic and everyone in the family did something with him.  My wife would walk him early each morning, the kids would play with him in the afternoon after school, and he was always happy to see me each night when I got home from work.  I'd chase him around the backyard, then feed him, pet him, and talk to him about my day.  When I was outside doing anything, he was always right there with me.  He was absolutely the most enjoyable dog we could have ever dreamed of. 

In all his years, he never barked.  He never growled.  He never bit.  He was, I believe, a slightly atypical Brittany but in every other respect (energy, intelligence,) he was all Brittany. 

In 2009, we noticed he seemed confused and before we knew it, he'd become blind.  He also developed a liver problem and canine Cushing's disease.  Yet through it all he was still an awesome dog.  He easily learned his way around the house and around the backyard even though he couldn't see.  We did a few precautionary things around the house to protect him and very quickly he adapted to his vision problem.  And fortunately, for about 21 months, his Cushing's disease didn't cause any problems.  But, as we'd feared, about three months ago it did start to get the better of him.  As his health declined, he still retained his dignity and his spirit.  Then about three weeks ago, he went downhill rapidly.  The weekend before he passed, I sat with him in the backyard and told him how much he'd meant to me and to the rest of the family.  I also promised him I wouldn't let him suffer just so that I could selfishly have a few more days with him and I promised him I'd be with him at the end. 

On May 16th, 2013, at age 11, we had to have him put to sleep.  After all he'd done for us; my wife and I were there at the end with him.  I held him and petted him as he took his last breath.  As we drove home without him, my wife said "I lost my walking buddy" and I responded "And I lost my outdoor buddy." 

Without a doubt, I think this Brittany was the perfect choice for us.  He fit our lifestyle and he made us all extremely happy.  I'm so happy that ABR linked us to this wonderful dog and I hope that lots of other families have the same experience we did.  I miss Charlie every day and I'm always thankful for your help in making my life better by giving him to us. 

Bill Kugel, Dayton, Ohio



Rusty - A Final Letter

It is with a heavy, broken heart and many tears that I write this final letter. The ABR & Terry brought a Senior named Rusty into our lives on  July 4,2009—it didn’t take long for my husband and I to realize we were Blessed with a very special companion. He tried so hard to please. He soon learned that we didn’t own him but rather he owned us !  

Rusty trained himself to awake me whenever my Oxygen failed during the night. He would be insistent by my bedside until I sat up—I soon learned when he did this that there was a problem with my Oxygen.  

Late 2011 he was diagnosed with a most horrible disease—Canine Cushing’s.  The process caused rapid declining health and many issues but Rusty –the gentleman he was—retained his dignity and stature through it all.

Yesterday on May 20, 2013 I told Rusty it was OK for him to go the Rainbow Bridge. I didn’t want him to suffer more and more. I learned that to be a responsible pet owner who loves the animal deeply --as I did Rusty—that you must know when it’s time to let go. To hold on any longer would have been my own selfishness so I knew I had to do what was best for him.  

Rusty, indeed, touched many lives while we had him. When word got out—Rusty had about a dozen visitors who came to say good bye to him. What a tribute to a most awesome Brittany.  

Rusty enjoyed his last ride with us on a bright sunny day. Then passed peacefully in my arms. As most pet owners will understand, I am simply lost. I would like to thank Terry from the bottom of my heart for all the help—which allowed me to have him as long as I did. I sincerely thank the ABR for what you do in rescue and placement work—and I do hope others will realize how much the Seniors have to offer. I may have not had Rusty the many years I would have liked but the years I had were certainly quality ones.  

                                                             DECISIONS            

                                                   Today is a new day

                                                    for decisions to be made.

                                                   They will be mine to make

                                                    and mine alone—

                                                    Good or bad –I will be responsible.

                                                     As the sun sets in the evening shadows

                                                    I will reflect back

                                                     on the decision I made

                                                     and know it was best.

Thanks to the ABR—and Terry –for enriching our lives. Rusty left many memories behind and will never be forgotten.  

Linda & Merrill Ritchie Indiana 

 

 

 



Memphis

Memphis was a 1 year old Brittany that was found as a stray and taken to the local humane society in Utah.  He was only 23 pounds with hips and ribs showing when he was rescued and brought into ABR.  At the end of October Memphis along with 2 other foster dogs were transported from Utah to California.  Memphis was my first foster so he will always be special to me, but he is even more special to his forever family.  

Memphis was adopted in the beginning of December by Don and Pattie and went to go live in "puppy paradise".  Don and Memphis soon became inseparable.  Recently, Don had to have a full hip replacement and spent 4 nights in the hospital.  Memphis missed his dad terribly, but it gave Pattie and Memphis some bonding time.  When Don was released from the hospital, he couldn't get upstairs so they made him a recovery room on the first floor of their house.  Not only was Memphis happy his dad was back, but he stayed with Don downstairs.   

One night Don and Memphis were asleep in the recovery room at the house. Twice during the night Don was having problems. Memphis ran upstairs, woke up Pattie by barking and ran back downstairs.  When Pattie went downstairs, Don did indeed need help.  Needless to say, they are so proud of Memphis.   

Don and Pattie are looking into getting him registered as a service dog so he can assist Don through the recovery process.  It just goes to show what natural instincts dogs have when they are really bonded with their person. He hasn't had any "assistance dog training" from them, but he sure saved the day that night! 



Riley

The Life of Riley,

One more happy ending. I lost two beautiful loves of my life in early 2010, my wife and first Brittany, Jake. His passing was no surprise, he was 15 yrs & 5 mos. They passed away 5 wks apart and on the same road. Needless to say 2010 was not a good year.

I found ABR on the computer with a dog fostered in Iowa, recommended by the coordinator Rebecca in West Virginia. What a great day for Riley and me. September 6 2012, I drove 2500 miles by my self round trip to Illinois to pick him up. I am proud of that, 84 plus. Riley has no bad habits or medical issues. He is a very young 9 years old very handsome, the ladies say so.

In my retirement community he is a very popular dog. We all know how good they are with kids and people. I think there size, beauty, and personality make them one of the best breeds for family pets. I now have great friends at ABR, Thanks to every one.

Rick & Riley



Lucy

I adopted Lucy 12 years ago this month driving from just outside of Toronto Ontario to Southbend Indiana.  My husband thought I was crazy as we already had one Brit named Amber but I fell in love with Lucy photo and her color(my family always had the orange and white).  

She was a typical Brit active and loving. She drove me crazy dead heading perfectly good tulips all the while staring at me as I was yelling no. As the years went she mellowed as Brits do but her love for me and the family didn’t.  My youngest child (my son) learned to stand grabbing hands full of Lucy’s fur to pull himself to standing. Lucy never flinched nor bit but as soon as he was firmly on his feet and he let go Lucy would lick him and run off. She adored going for walks and especially if it meant to a school where the children would give her all kinds of scratches.  

This past weekend I had to make the difficult decision to have a her put down as a tumor was affecting her ability to walk. When the time is right I will once again start searching this website again.    

Thank you for bringing her into our lives. 

Stephanie McDonald



Annie

Here’s an update on Annie that we were fortunate enough to get from you. She is getting along ok she is totally blind and is doing ok. The vet is checking on her every 4 weeks to make sure the quality of life is there. I’m too blinded by love to see if she is having issues with her health. Again I want to say thanks for a great rescue dog. When we finally do lose her I’m thinking I would like to adopt a senior dog who is not to overly active. I’m old and broken down too! I’m sure when the time is right you can help me out there. Again thank you Mike Chlebowski



Abbie

Hi Everyone,

My name is Abbie, but you knew me as Lilly when my picture was on the American Brittany Rescue site. I was living in Colorado with Dave Smith, my foster Dad. I was really happy but I needed my forever home. My Mom and Dad saw me and decided to try to adopt me. A lot of people, including Tiffany Dexter, the CO Coordinator, worked really hard to make that happen for me. Dave agreed to keep me until December as Mom and  had a trip planned. 


On December 3rd, Dave took me to the Denver airport and gave me to a nice pilot, David Bamford, who flew me to Phoenix. Bob Brown picked me up and I spent the night with him. On December 4th, he flew me to Fullerton, CA where my folks met us. They took me home to Huntington Beach, CA. I settled into my new home with a new bed, toys and all the goodies. I felt right at home and quickly met the family. Boy, there were a lot of them
over Christmas! But, they all loved me and I thought this was a really good deal for me.


I want to thank everyone that helped get me to my new home. I know Julia Ryan-Billings, of Animal Rescue Flights, worked really hard to get pilots to bring me to CA. I'm loving my new home and family. Thanks so much.
Mom wants to add a few words.

Love, Abbie

Chuck and I want to add our thanks for bringing Abbie to us. She's our third Brittany and our first rescue baby and we couldn't be happier or love her more. She's a real sweetheart and gives as much love as she receives.
She's become a real member of the family and while she's obedient, she rules the roost. She's finding the  family room couch quite to her liking for her nighttime sleep. Thank you all so very much for making it possible for us to have her. Our previous Brits were with us for 16 years each, so hopefully Abbie will set the record.

Posey and Chuck Leech



Jesse

Hello ABR, Jesse here....

I've been with my forever family for about 1 year. It's been great, so many new things to explore and chase. My family doesn't hunt, but that doesn't stop me. I've caught rabbit, mice, and much more. Once I chased a turkey straight towards my big sister and it almost ran into her ( I didn't catch that one).

When I'm not out in the woods I love to get belly rubs and snuggle. The only thing I don't like so much is that I still have to get my nails cut......that's the worst, and such a waste of time. The thing I like best though is hiking in the woods with my big brothers and sister.

Good hunting,

Jesse



Jake

Dear ABR,

Our family acquired our first Brittany, Lizzie, as an 8 week old pup. She grew up with our kids and was totally devoted to our family. When Lizzie was ten, she developed an aggressive form of bone cancer; the disease progressed so quickly that we had to put her down within a few weeks. Our hearts were broken.

Several weeks after we lost our Lizzie, I found American Brittany Rescue on line. I fell in love with the picture of a four year old male Brittany from TN. There was just something in his face that made me know he was "the one."

Jake had many issues when he came to us. His first owner, of two and a half years, was so physically abusive of the dog that another family intervened and offered to adopt Jake. For the next year and a half, Jake was kept tied up outside this family's home and was not fed very often.  As a result, he became an escape artist and frequently broke away, only to
come home again a few days later.

Jake was rescued by his ABR foster mom, Jennifer. When she picked him up, he was skin and bones, fur matted, covered in ticks and fleas. He cowered at loud noises and was terrified of men, particularly those wearing baseball caps. Jennifer cleaned him up, fed him, and took him to the vet for a checkup, neutering, and heartworm check.

When we met the ABR coordinator who drove Jake from TN to MI, Jake was cowered in the front passenger seat. He rode home in the back of our car, turning his back on us during the entire trip. Our German Shepherd, Emma, met him when we arrived home, letting him know who the alpha was around our house.

Within three weeks of his adoption, Jake managed to escape and ran away with our neighbor's dogs during a snowstorm. We put up flyers all over the county and after six days of numerous "Jake sightings", we managed to track him down about 15 miles away. He seemed very glad to see us and other than having lost a few pounds, was none the worse for wear. Even
though Jake was wearing a collar with new ID tags when he ran off, nobody had been able to get close enough to him to read the tags.

About a month after his arrival, we were dismayed to discover Jake growled at our children when they petted him any time he was laying down. After Jake nipped our youngest son in the face several times, we enlisted the help of a dog trainer to help Jake successfully overcome his alpha issues.

A few months after his adoption, Jake was hardly recognizable. He stopped cowering after a month or so and started joining our German Shepherd in chorus whenever they heard a strange sound. They became the best of friends; the two could always be found sleeping near each other.

Eventually I started to take Jake to work with me. He greeted everyone at the door and found a comfortable place from where to observe their music lessons. He became known as the "pet therapist" and proved he could be trusted around children of all ages.

Jake loved to ride in the car. He was my traveling companion; I took him everywhere with me. He loved sitting in the front seat and sniffing all the delightful smells along our country roads. He was equally fond of running in our woods, followed by a delightful swim in our creek and a
roll in the leaves.

Last June we had to put down our 11 year old German Shepherd. Jake missed her, but was also in failing health. He was diagnosed with laryngeal paralysis and even with treatment, it was evident that his days were numbered. Jake's breathing became a struggle by mid December and I knew we had to let him go. We called our vet and took him in; he died peacefully in my lap.

We have just submitted an adoption application to ABR and are awaiting our next adopted Brittany. Home just isn't home without a dog. I am attaching one of my favorite pictures of Jake. He looks so regal and content; thank you for the nine years of happiness and love he brought to
our family.

Sincerely,
Susan Raguse
Cedar, MI


Ceil

My name was Nick I was adopted in January 2012 my new name is Ciel A.K.A Chunky Monkey, I have been with my forever family since.

I'm spoiled rotten, I love sleeping in my new bed with my mom and dad and my new brother Bobby.  But I really love my new friend who is a squirrel and we talk to each other by the fence and or the tree. I also love my big sister who shows me a lot of love by hugging, kissing, and nibbling on me.

I REALLY love my moms cooking its better than dads and big sisters.   I'm in puppy heaven with all the good food and love!!!!!!! I was adopted in Denver and live large in Colorado Springs.  MERRY CHRISTMAS!  and I hope every Brittany finds as nice a home as I have.



Breaker

 

Our Brittany spaniel Breaker was not a rescue through ABR, but ABR was part of his life. Shortly after getting him as a “State Fair Special” because he didn’t have the “characteristics” his breeder wanted, Breaker became a part of our family. We enjoyed camping, hiking, sleeping and trips to the dog park for many years.

After we saw so many dogs being abandoned by their owners due to natural disasters or economic distress, he and I wanted to give something back to less fortunate Brittany spaniels who needed help while looking for their new “pack.” So two years ago we began donating monthly to ABR. Yesterday we had to say goodbye to Breaker suddenly and unexpectedly but we will keep up his good work with ABR and someday when we are ready, we will look to ABR for the next love of our lives…



Cooper

Hello! Cooper and I just wanted to drop in and update everyone as to how he is doing 2.5 years after we adopted each other. Coop insists I use that phrase, because from the first moment we saw each other I knew it was destined to be.

The little guy has been my rock, my laughter, my daily dose of wiggles and sunshine nonstop since I brought him home in a tornado (literally, as I dragged his kennel up the stairs to my apartment, the sirens kicked on and we had to camp out in the first floor hallway). He howled along with the sirens and had everyone in my building in stitches. The fun has not stopped since! He still enjoys taking 3-4 trips out to the stable to see my horse a week. He no longer needs an e-collar or leash and comes back immediately when he is called. He knows to stay out of arenas, not walk behind horses, and to (mostly) leave the barn cats alone.

I cannot find the appropriate words to describe my deep thankfulness for helping me find my boy. Cooper has been a tremendous joy in my life and the best friend a woman could ask for in her twenties. ABR was a lifeline to the best part of my life, and I hope to someday adopt a brother or sister for Cooper from this group! I hope you continue to bring the unique richness of Brittanies into the lives of canine deprived people for many years to come! From both of us, thank you for all you do!



Chloe Rose

 

 

To my friends at ABR!

25 years ago, I had a Brittany. After getting distemper from a bad shot and having to put him down, I went away from the breed to German Shorthairs. Now 25 years later after my GSR's passing away, I took a year to mourn but needed a companion.

I was looking at the ABR website and found this 8 year old beauty!! Wow, I had forgotten what a wonderful breed Brittany's are. It was love at first site last December when I met "Lady Aspen" from Utah. She was being fostered in Reno, NV.

Within 30 seconds of meeting, she sat down in my lap and whispered in my ear, "let's go home". I changed her name to Chloe Rose. I call her Rosie, Rose, Chloe, Chloe Rose, and she answers to all of them. I live on 10 acres in Northern Nevada and she gets to run free with me. She's been with me ever since. She goes to work with me and travels everywhere with me. I just love her!!! I think she loves me too.

Greg



Faith and Hope

The path that led me to the American Brittany Rescue was much like that of many other Brittany owners.  My story begins with an ending…the passing of my beautiful Brittany, Gaines.  Gaines was my first Brittany and he was my buddy from the time he was eight weeks old.  He passed away from lymphoma at the age of thirteen in September of 2008.  Soon afterward I discovered the ABR and that is where I first saw Woody.  Woody was a six year old Brittany that had been in foster care for three years.  No one wanted to adopt him due to his diabetes insipidus.  Likely he developed the condition due to damage done to his pituitary gland after someone had obviously hit him in the head with some sort of pole or stick.  To this day he is afraid of any type of stick, broom, etc.   His foster Mom, Judy, in Arkansas almost took him off the list, but once I read his story I knew he was the dog for me.  His official name is “Woody Guthrie” because he was found in Oklahoma, fostered in Arkansas and is now home forever in South Carolina.  Woody certainly traveled many roads, “this land is your land, this land is my land”.  Woody is an amazing animal and each day I’m thankful that I was the lucky one who got to bring him home.  He is so well trained that I can take him to the beach and let him run free off his leash.  He will continually look back to make sure he hasn’t gone too far.  One short call is he is back by my side.

Last Christmas we had another loss in the family.  My English Setter, Rivers, passed away a few days before Christmas from old age.  Rivers was over fifteen years old and I have had her since she was twelve weeks old.  Rivers was a year younger than Gaines.  I really hated to see Woody by himself without a companion so my husband and I decided to look at the ABR website.  That is when we saw Hope and Faith.  Again, my heart was saddened that two beautiful girls could just be abandoned and starving.  We contacted the ABR and the girls were still available for adoption.  We went thru the process to adopt Hope and Faith and now their forever home is in Myrtle Beach, SC.  It is quite ironic that Hope and Faith were fostered in Fayetteville, NC and Woody was fostered in Fayetteville, AR.  Seems somewhat like destiny.  We aren’t sure if Hope and Faith are sisters or mother/daughter, but they are certainly somehow related.   I can’t say enough about the dedication of ABR and the foster parents to see that these dogs receive excellent care and medical attention.  Hope and Faith were starving and heart worm positive, but now they are in perfect health due to the love and dedication of their foster parents, Jill and Dennis.  

Hope and Faith have now been with us for a few months and although they look alike their personalities are very different.  Hope is so very loving and wants constant attention and reassurance.  Whereas, Faith is loving, but she is a bit more independent.  Without a doubt Faith is the hunter in the gang.  She and Hope found a possum the other night and luckily we convinced the girls to “drop him”.  Woody is adjusting to all the new activity in the house and playing with his new sisters.  It is such a joy to see the three Brittanies running thru the yard.  Hope and Woody enjoy their daily swim in the river while Faith sits on the bank and barks.  This weekend we took the girls out on the boat for a day of crabbing.  They were fascinated to see crabs in a bucket.  Woody is not much of a boat dog so he stayed at home.   The picture is of Faith and Hope on their first boat ride—Faith is looking at the camera and Hope is looking to the water.   We love them all very much and are thankful that the ABR rescued each of them.

Brian and Chapel Gause



Sasha

I just wanted to take the time to let you know we had to put our little Brit down yesterday. She was the sweetest dog and so much a member of our family. The pictures I have enclosed are all within the past 6 months. She was known as Ashley on ABR website because of the street(Ash) in Kentucky where she was found. We named her Sasha. What a personality she had. She was our 4th britt and each one was their own dog with their own personality. She was so active and had just returned from her first trip to the beach for a family vacation. She loved the beach and chasing the birds and gulls. It is hard to imagine that 1 month later she was struggling with an enlarged heart and pneumonia which occurred after a teeth cleaning and extraction. She was a trooper till the end but her body was just wasting away and we made the decision to put her down. She is now buried on our 10 acre lot where she spent every weekend running the perimeter looking for anything that moved, chipmunks, squirrels and woodchucks. I think at some point we will be contacting ABR to adopt another Brit but we are taking the time right now to remember our Sasha.

Thank you for letting us have eight wonderful years with this special girl,

The Dodd Family



Clover

We adopted Clover a couple of months ago and she has been a vibrant and enthusiastic addition to our family. She is a typically energetic and very smart two year old Brittany who works very hard to please as she tries to learn the rules and boundaries of her new home.

Clover is our second Brittany adopted through ABR. Our first, Jenna, was with us for twelve years before succumbing to a cancerous growth at fourteen year old. Jenna was as calm and quiet at Clover is enthusiastic and energetic. Although their characteristics have been completely different, both have had that wonderful Brittany loving personality.

We appreciate the good work of all of the people at American Brittany Rescue.

 JHB – Muncie, IN



Bo & Sammy

We adopted Bo from ABR in June of 2010. He was just 7 months old at that time and you could just tell what a mellow fellow he was. He was born in a puppy mill that ABR shut down so he didn’t even know what stairs were! We have spoiled him ever since. He is the greatest dog and we can’t remember what life was like before he came to our home. 

About a year after that, we decided to start fostering Brittany’s from ABR and have since helped place 7 dogs. It was always a sad day when we had to give them up to their new families but worth it to see how they have grown. I love getting my updates from their new families. 

Then along came Sammy – a sick, scared and ill treated little boy. We just knew we were not going to let him go and adopted him a week after we had taken him on to foster. This dog has done a complete turn around from not wanting to be touched to wanting his hourly hugs and love. He follows Bo around like they have been together since birth and now Bo has a friend to spend his days with. They both love to take their daily walks and play fetch in the backyard. 

I can honestly say that ABR has changed our lives and many more. I share my stories of our fostered dogs and the dogs I see onsite with friends and family. It is amazing how many are now “friends” on ABR’s facebook.

I know the dogs keep coming for help and I just want to say, “God Bless the ABR for all they do to help them!”

Mary Beth Ono - ABR Nebraska Volunteer/Foster Mom



Ryder

Hi Fellow ABR friends,

I wanted to tell you about my new life with my new family in New Jersey. I was rescued in early 2012. My life did not start out so great as I had an owner who thought that leaving me alone outside in the cold 24/7 was a good idea. He did not realize that I am a really happy fellow who wanted to be loved. Fortunately for me though I ended up in a shelter and that’s when ABR came to my rescue. Before my picture was even placed on the website, a new family came forward to inquire about adopting a Brittany. My guardian angels, Michelle Falkinburg and Karen Olsen, NJ ABR volunteers, worked hard to make sure they were placing me with the right family.

They really prepared my new Mom and Dad for what they were getting into because I was a handful (still am some days). I am learning how to exert my energy in positive ways and it is fun to watch Mom and Dad laugh at the things that I do. I feel loved and I love them back. I am really looking forward to the Fall when my Dad is going to try me out in the fields to hunt pheasant.

I want to thank everyone at ABR so much for taking a chance on me. Now my days are filled with chasing butterflies rather than looking at the world from the inside of a kennel. My Mom and Dad tell me our coming together was meant to be and I totally agree. My hope is anyone who is thinking about owning a Brittany think about adopting from ABR. So many of my friends are waiting to hear from you.

Love & wet kisses,Ryder



My Shadow Max

My wife and I purchased a Brittany puppy in June of 2011. We named her Abby. She was the last of the litter because she had a hernia. I picked her up and my wife fell in love with her instantly. Dee had never had a puppy of her own. After having this little bundle of joy we decided it was time to add another member to our family to keep Abby company while we were @ work. 

I did a search for American Brittanies and found this site. I searched in the Texas area and found a picture of a beautiful Brit by the name of Max. I emailed the link to Dee and she responded back immediately that he was the dog we wanted in our home, not only as a companion for Abby but for us as well. I started the proceess at that time to bring Max home.

We got to take him home in November of 2011 just prior to the holidays. We loaded Max and Abby up for a trip to Kansas from Austin for the Xmas holidays. He was a trooper. Once we arrived at my daughters house my 6 year old Grandson and Max had an instant bond since he is so good with kids. Tylar asks about Max all the time.

Max has come a long way from not knowing where he needed to be. Passed around from a shelter to foster families. He now has a great home and is my best friend. He has become my shadow. His anxieties have diminished because he knows he is home. Max has been a great addition to our family and he fits in perfectly. He is a very affectionate dog and responds well to attention. He also knows when he is in trouble but he always knows he is loved. Max has been a terrific addition to our family. He needed alot of time and affection to know where he belonged.  

He is home and we love him to death. Max is allowed to get into bed with us to get his nightly belly rub. Once that is done he will get into his kennel for a good nights sleep without us having to tell him to go to bed.

Here is a pic of Max in his favorite place in the house. Another pic of Max and Abby as well. Think he might be a part of the family? Yep! I do.

If you have had second thoughts about getting a rescue dog, I would suggest that you rethink your decision. Whether it is a Brittany or another breed they will be a terrific friend and companion for you and your family if you give them the love that they need.



Rusty

Hi, I’d like to take a moment to speak on behalf of our precious Senior Brittany, Rusty, who came to us from Iowa on July 4, 2009.  I adopted him upon the counsel of Terry Mixdorf after explaining my need of a companion dog.  When I saw his pictures and looked at his eyes I knew he was the one. I am so thankful that Terry made it possible for Rusty to come to live with my husband and me

I have tried often to explain but she may never understand how much she has done for me as well as Rusty, ABR is awesome.   Rusty has a forever home with us but the funny thing is we soon learned that we don’t own him—he owns us!  

I suppose everyone who adopts a Britt has certain expectations at the time but I must say my Rusty has exceeded any and all expectations. I wanted a Senior Britt for several reasons. To meet the need I had (one willing to kick back on the days I couldn’t do much), as well as to offer a home to an older dog that many do not want. Often, I am troubled as I can’t understand the reluctance some have of adopting a senior dog. The way I see it you may not get as many years with a senior dog but wow are the years remaining important ones and packed full of wisdom and love.  

The 3 years I have had Rusty have been outstanding ones!! He came with his heart open and we received him with the same!  Sadly, he has developed  Cushing’s Disease, diabetes and possible partial laryngeal paralysis  but with the help and understanding of a great vet, we are overcoming some of the issues Rusty now faces, to allow him to stay with us a while longer.. Though there is no cure and the outcome will be one of the hardest decisions I will ever have to make I continue to enjoy each and every day with Rusty. Our goal now is to keep him comfortable and allow him more time with us. Rusty is loved by all who know him he is a perfect gentleman.  

Excuse me a moment… Rusty has something he would like to say “Hi, I am Rusty, the senior that no one seemed to have wanted until the Ritchie’s came along. Yep, I had a bad leg that had been broken and never set but it never kept me down. The moment I saw the look of love in these folk’s eyes I knew I would never have to want for anything again. I am so thankful that ABR found me in that pound, rescued me and then got me to my forever home in Indiana.   I enjoy the love and attention I get as well as quality care. Yep, she was right when she said “I own them” it just took a while for me to make them understand that, but they are very happy to be owned by me. I am a master of planning to get extra treats. I have to have some special care now but I heard my “Mom” say the other day what a great companion I am and how proud she is of me.” WOOF ! “ Back to “Mom “  

Just a final note. I could never find the words to say how much Rusty has given us and enhanced my life. But should someone happen to read this because they are thinking about adoption PLEASE consider opening your heart and home to a Senior Britt. They have so much love and wisdom to give. As the old saying “you can’t teach old dogs new tricks” is certainly not true as Rusty learned several before this illness struck him. His ability to understand is remarkable !!  

Thank you ABR and Terry, as well as all those who made his safe arrival to me possible.   God Bless! 

Linda & Merrill Ritchie, and of course, Rusty 



Shiley

 

 

 

 

Ollie, now Shiley has been doing great in his forever home. He enjoys his playmate Tess the Boxer. Shiley flew through beginner obedience classes and we are in week 4 of intermittent obedience classes. Shiley loves playing with other dogs at the dog park and chewing his raw hides. We are working on not chewing other things, but otherwise are having a great time!



In Memory of "Hudson"

Like another Brit, Hudson also had laryngeal paralysis. He was the sweetest little wild man. His breathing became so severe that his tongue would turn blue. We tried medications but to no avail. As the other Brit owner said surgery was not a panacea. 

Our yard birds, squirrels (well maybe not them), Ellie Mae and Shawnee will miss him. And so will we. So will we. Tearfully so.

Thanks to American Brittany Rescue, we had the honor of caring for him for 17 months. His little body just gave out. We miss him. Love you my little wild man. You brought us joy.

Rest in peace and take a deep breath. You can now.

Pam and Jerry Van Dieren-Hannon



Ginny

I adopted Ginny through ABR in October 2000. She was a pleasant character though trying at times when she went on one of her forays in our mountain neighborhood. 

We lost Ginny this past weekend to Congestive Heart Failure and it was like losing one of the family and I am still looking for her in her normal spots in the house.


I highly recommend adopting a brittany, even though she and I had our disagreements over the 12 years we were together she loved me and I loved her.

John Beistline
Pennsylvania