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           Newsletter for Yorkie Rescue              
                                                     
"Let our New Year's resolution be this: we will be there for one another as fellow members of humanity, 
in the finest sense of the word." 
                                                                                       ~ Goran Persson                                                                      
 
 
                                                      
 January, 2014
 
 
In This Issue
Yorkie Times Spotlight
Donor Recognition
Mary-Margaret O'Brien
Saying Good Bye To Mitzi
Happy Endings...
Supermodel Athena Maria
Neeko's Joke
Thank You LifeLine4paws
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Editor's Message ~ Home.... 
  
 

 

Leiko "Leaky" Gedro, as channeled through his Mother

 

Think about it. Every living thing seeks it. Used a noun, home is the place where you live. Used as an adverb, it relates to one's headquarters. Used in technology, it is the resting place for one's hands on the keyboard.  As a verb, it means to return to one's headquarters, or base of operations.

Humans and animals have an instinctive craving for a place that is familiar, comfortable, and stable. Homes come in a variety of packages, from a Cape Cod, to a beachfront condo, to a ranch out West, to an apartment in Brooklyn...It goes on, but I will stop there.

When I was surrendered to my foster family, I played along that it was temporary gig. I watched my surrendering family sign the paperwork, and my foster Mom explain the process that would ensue-that fostering was a minimum of two weeks, so that the foster family could assess my temperament, my personality, my habits and preferences, and then match me with the perfect "forever" home. Well, I need to be frank here. When I looked at my "foster" Mom, and she looked at me, it was pretty much a wrap, as they say. We had a connection that was deep, right from the start. My foster brothers were pretty crazy about me, too. So, again, we played along with the foster situation, until my Mom confirmed the adoption and paid the fee and registered me. That was three years ago, going on four. I knew that I was home, right from the start. You can just feel those things, I think. My brothers and I are a tightly knit unit. I asked my Mom to include a picture of Nicholas and me in this column, to show how we spend our days deep in thought and pondering an array of current issues. I love my life. It is stable, mellow, peaceful, and certainly we have some fun and wonderful holidays, too. We all spent Thanksgiving at my Aunt Ellen and Uncle Randy's home in Great Falls, Virginia with our cousins of the human, canine, and horse variety. It was truly a blessed time for all of us, to be together.

 

Yorkshire Terrier National Rescue is the reason that I am home. I know that I speak for my brothers and my Mom, when I express my profound gratitude for YTNR.

 

Wishing you a Happy Holiday with those you love, in homes that are filled with love, peace, joy, laughter, and stability.  

 

 

 

Yorkie Times Spotlight on Aimee Frias
 
Volunteering with the Yorkie Rescue

 

 

Ever since I can remember we have had Yorkies (Yorkshire Terriers) in our house. My mom's first dog was a Yorkie, his name is Tiny. Tiny is now almost 13 years old and is deaf and blind on the right eye. We also have another Yorkie named Thumbelina and we adopted her in 2009 through the Yorkie Rescue (YTNR). She just turned 5 years old.

 

My mom, began volunteering with YTNR when we lived in California. There she fostered many Yorkies. I remember Odie, he used to make the funniest noises after we bathed him. He was adopted by a sweet older lady. We also fostered Jack Daniels and Trouble. When we moved to Tennessee, my mom continued volunteering with YTNR and sometimes we fostered Yorkies that were somewhat handicapped. We had Maddie, she was blind and had a tumor. We also fostered Cookie, my mom got a call from the Columbia Animal Shelter and they told her that Cookie would be euthanized that day if no one came to pick her up. My mom rushed to the shelter and when she arrived she realized that Cookie was not a Yorkie, she looked more like a poodle. But we rescued her anyways because my mom couldn't let her die. Cookie was very sweet.

 

Fostering has taught me the responsibilities that having a dog brings. Sometimes kids want a dog but they don't really know all the work that is involved. I think fostering enables you to experience the responsibilities that come along with having a pet and it helps you decide if you are ready for a lifetime commitment.

 

YTNR is dedicated to finding the best possible homes for Yorkshire Terriers in their care, regardless of age, sight, hearing or other handicaps. Everyday they help local pounds and other types of shelters find Yorkies in need of help in relocating homeless and abandoned pets.  

 

If you are interested in becoming a foster family for a Yorkie, you can visit www.yorkierescue.com   Fostering will really help you decide if you are ready to have a dog and keep up with the responsibility it brings. 



Wynce is looking for her forever home in TN (Special Needs)


Special Thanks to this month's Donors 

 Thank You to the Many Wonderful Generous December Contributors

 

 General Fund  

 

 Diane Mathis

Bonnie Medina *

Kathleen Anderson

Lindsay Hardin *

Bette Gae Dart *

Sabrina Kuethe

Trisha Trinh Nguyen

Arlene Gilbert for Heartbreaker 

Wayne Mahar

Kathryn Schuller *

Sandra Flolo *

MaryElizabeth Dugmore *

Karin & Alan Nakashima *

Brenda Jasper *

Denise Whitfield in honor of Ann Stochel for Christmas

Treena Morgan

Stefan Schneider

Julaine Owens

Paula Fonseca 

Jennifer Johnson in honor of Amalia for Christmas

Heather Ryder in memory of Benjamin Kovaleski

Pieter Vermeulen *

Bonnie Medina *

Rosemarie Goldsworthy

Treena Morgan

Pieter Vermeulen

Lisa Meredith in memory of Mark Hogan

Michael Price in memory of Mark Hogan

Betty Jo Williams *

Hannelie Vermeulen *

Lynda Christian

John Zanier in memory of Mark Hogan

MaryElizabeth Dugmore in memory of Mark Hogan

Kathy Benson for Willie

Vivian Bottger-Karras for Roscoe

Paula Scott for Nala

MaryElizabeth Dugmore for Heartbreaker

Barbara B. Clement for Heartbreaker

Vicki Gilfix for Franklin

Kathryn C Schuller for Franklin

 Carl Calderone for Sterling

The Hogan Family Foundation for Sterling

 

Liver Shunt Fund

 

Suzanne Ditsler

Betty DeAcetis 

 

* monthly donor 

We couldn't do it without you... 

 

The Yorkshire Terrier National Rescue Inc. is run solely on private donations and fund raising efforts made by people like you who love this Breed. We appreciate your support

 

We are a 501 (c) (3) organization, your donation is 100% tax deductible.



Mary-Margaret O'Brien ~ Dear Diary....

 

 

 So many of my friends have gone to the Rainbow Bridge this past year.  I've lost count.  Every one of them has a place in my heart.  Their humans cry for them when they go, and they make memorials so that they'll remember all the precious moments the had with their fur babies.   

One thing I don't think many humans know, though, is how much us pups miss our humans when they leave this life.  We have very true and deep feelings and we miss you terribly when you're gone.  Our hearts break, and we have so many emotions.   We are sad, of course, but we're also afraid of what happens next.   If you're not there to eat with, to sleep with, to play with, and to pray with, our entire world as we know it becomes a terrifying place.

A couple of nights ago when I left the office we saw a lady sitting on the curb by the dumpster in the parking lot.  She had a Chihuahua, Buster, and a Maltese named Mopsy with her.  Buster was howling in a high pitched tone, and didn't stop hardly even to breathe.  Mopsy was all hunched over and she was barking softly, non-stop.  I could tell she was crying, too.  Mom asked the lady why they were crying and she was told "Because their Daddy died!".   She went on to say that their Daddy was 91 years old and had a sudden, unexpected heart attack.   Their Mommy was upstairs talking to one of the doctors there.  Buster and Mopsy kept on crying and crying.  I could tell they were scared, and they really missed their Daddy with all of their little hearts and souls.  A couple of hours later when we left, the pups were in the back seat of the lady's car and they were still sobbing.   I wanted so much to go over and lick their tears away and cuddle and snuggle with them, but it just wasn't possible.

I truly hope that their Mommy (who is also very old) can take care of them, but if not then I hope that wherever they go they can stay together.  They are family and they need each other.  They belong to each other for the rest of their lives.  We needed to give comfort to the lady and Buster and Mopsy.  They  also needed to know that they mattered in this life.

Rescue, fostering and adoption is how humans show they understand how things work.   There is a rhythm and a reason for everything.  There are no accidents.  You are in a place where you unexpectedly meet someone who needs you, or someone that you need, and the universal mechanism begins again.

May the New Year bring you many opportunities to enrich the lives of others, and may you experience the special kind of joy that comes from making the world a better place that it was when you arrived.  



Love, Mary-Margaret  

 


 

Saying Good Bye To Mitzi by Maria Boyle

 After having a very short lunch with a friend I went home to bed.  I slept till 8, had some frozen pizza then slept till this morning.  It was the first time I slept in my own bed in 6 months.
I am still numb and very sad.  Here I was so worried about her cushing disease and in the mean time her kidneys were failing. 

     I am now in the sun room where I've been sleeping for the past six months.  Had to sleep here because my bedroom is upstairs and Mitzi in the beginning was waking me up 6-8 times during the night.  So rather than have to go up & down the stairs, it was easier to simply stay in the sun room where all I had to do was open the door to let her out.   Once she was put on the Trilostane for her Cushing disease, she only woke me once or twice during the night. 

     When her original owner died of a sudden heart attack, she was surrendered to The Humane Society by the owners grand daughter.  My friend, who is in charge of the Humane Society called me about Mitzi.  I originally told her, I did not want to adopt another dog, because I wanted to dedicate my time to Casey who was sick and I knew her time would come sooner than later.  On the second day of Mitzi being in the shelter, my friend begged me to take her.  Mitzi was suffering from extreme separation anxiety and she wanted to get her out of that situation as soon as possible.   That was Aug 29, 2013 and Mitzi was 12 years old.  She sent me a picture and I fell in love.  Then I thought who would adopt her at that age.... So on August 30, 2013, I drove 5 hours with my mom to pick her up.  She was cowering in the corner of the cage, shaking and barking at anyone who approached.  She appeared to not like men, cause the guy that worked there couldn't get any where near her.  I took her home that same day and when she walked inside my home, she immediately changed her demeanor.  It was as if she lived here all along.  She took over Onyx's crate and warmed up to Jimmy.

     I have no regrets of adopting her.   She gave me so much joy in the 13 1/2 months I had her.  I know her first owner was there to greet her as she crossed over.  They are together again.  Casey passed away 6 months after I got Mitzi, on 2/2/13.  This has been a bad year.  I've lost Casey, my older brother and now Mitzi.  I will cherish all the good times.

     Thank you everyone for all your emails of support, advise and condolences.  It was a tremendous help having all of you helping me to get through this.  MaryElizabeth,  you are so right!  My Velcro mom Mary Schmidt would have been there with me to help Mitzi to the Bridge.  She would have been with me on numerous vet visits.  I know she is now with Mitzi and all our babies that have gone before her.

    A special thank you to Deborah Thompson for that beautiful heart warming email.  And to Amalia for keeping me focused and talking to me on the phone. 

                                           RIP my sweet little Mitzi
                                        I will miss you till my dying day
                                           7/10/2000 - 10/25/2013



Happy Endings...

Jordan has been adopted.  This applicant drove with her whole family and their dog from Medford, Oregon to San Francisco, California to meet Jordan.  It's a great match and Jordan has a wonderful new forever home.
 
 
 
Maggie Mae from Northern California has been adopted!!  Her new mommy drove all the way from Las Vegas, Nevada to make her part of their family! 



Jimmer, now Jimmie continues to thrive in the loving arms of Patti in his forever home....



Daylor's new mom called the foster mom and said what a wonderful boy Daylor is and how well he has fit into the family. She is so grateful to YTNR for bringing him into her life.  He is doing very well with his new sibling.  She said he was getting very spoiled.
 
 
 
  Just wanted you to know that Addie (we are calling her Abby) is doing wonderful. She has fit  in so well with our family. She and Zoe are having fun together.  Abby is potting almost always outside, and of course loves her food. Took both girls to the vet( Zoe needed her check-up and shots) and our vet just checked Abby out.  He loved her, and said she seems like a great little dog.  Both girls sleep with us, and they try to see who will get to sleep closer to the pillows. They both sleep in between the pillow.   Abby usually ends up near us.
  Thank you again for bringing us all together.  It really has been a great thing for all.
Judi Cook
 
 
Supermodel Athena Maria  Aphrodite  
The Goddess of Wisdom and Love..... 

      
 
"May Light always surround you;
Hope kindle and rebound you.
May your Hurts turn to Healing;
Your Heart embrace Feeling.
May Wounds become Wisdom;
Every Kindness a Prism.
May Laughter infect you;
Your Passion resurrect you.
May Goodness inspire 
your Deepest Desires.
Through all that you Reach For, 
May your arms Never Tire." 
                                                                    ~ D. Simone
 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Neeko's Joke ;o)

 

~ A sweet little boy surprised his grandmother one morning and brought her a cup of coffee. He made it himself and was so proud. He anxiously waited to hear the verdict on the quality of the coffee. The grandmother had never in her life had such a bad cup of coffee, and as she forced down the last sip she noticed three of those little green army guys in the bottom of the cup. She asked, "Honey, why would three little green army guys be in the bottom of my cup?" Her grandson replied, "You know grandma, it's like on TV, 'The best part of waking up is soldiers in your cup.' " ~  
 

 

 

 

Love to all, 

Neeko :o)                                                                                         BackToTop
Thank You LifeLine4Paws
Every time we remember to say "thank you", we experience nothing less than heaven on earth. -- Sarah Ban Breathnach

Chris Hogan, 
Executive Vice President 
of the Hogan Family Foundation Inc, 
is the Program Director of Lifeline-4-Paws. 
She is a YTNR member and has generously supported
 our rescue efforts, contributing tens of thousands of dollars 
to over 120 of our dogs since 2007.