C A L E B
R.I.P. CALEB
By Lisa, Caleb foster mom:
There is a saying in life that what some people think is trash others deem as treasure. In the early part of May some person as many others do threw away their trash in the form of a very beautiful boxer dog
that SAR (Sachi Animal Rescue) named CALEB. Not to the owners understanding I suppose, this wonderful dog had many gifts to give. He touched the hearts of humans and animals alike. He was loving and regal. Within his presence there was a feeling of magic. You could feel it. Unfortunately in this life many are born with issues, issues that can be worked with if you have the love in your heart and the patience to help heal. Unlike where he came from. Caleb found himself in the death camp of our sick society not knowing his fate or understanding of why he was thrown there by his owners. When you take an animal and bring them into your home you make a commitment to love them like your own child but the majority of mankind think of their animals as disposable. SAR knows the love and dedication it takes to bail those kinds of dogs that can never be cured but can be helped to maintain a quality of life that their
owners were not willing to give them. It is far too easy for many people to dispose of their pet to the nearest death camp called the animal shelter. Caleb the magical dog was one of the blessed dogs to be taken out of the shelter before he was destroyed by lethal injection. The horror, fear and pain they experience is beyond
comprehension. The death they smell in the shelter and the dogs that go one by one out of the cages never to return. You think they do not know you say, oh they are just dogs or cats. Well you are wrong they
do know. I have to tell you that this throw away dog gave unconditional love. Not something his owner ever understood because obviously their love was quantified., conditional and lacked dedication.
In five short weeks Caleb touched so many in ways not many humans would understand. He showed what true love is to all of SAR, the children that circled around him. A 90 yr old woman and a family of humans and other animals alike. He in return felt love and dedication I am sure he never felt before. You see he ate breakfast with this old woman and gave her joy. He slept next to the teenagers bed on the floor all night. He put his head in my husbands lap when he was not well. He went for walks around the property with me to feed the horses, chicken and goats. Some he had never seen before. He barked at the turtles when they moved. Well, it was a walking bone but yet he never touched them. He stopped at the chicken coop, I think he thought he needed to make friends. And the horses were a whole different story. He went nose to nose
with the youngest one as if to say, what are you? Are you for real, are you my friend? All this as the horse licked his nose. He played with the female golden retriever that we call Lilly the tramp. He laid down with the Dane. When Caleb experienced seizures and distress the Dane would straddle herself across him to try to get him to stop shaking. As sick as Caleb was and could not get up for a long time after those bouts, the tramp would go dig up bones and bring them back to lay them in front of him. Where were his previous owners for this time in his life that was so hard on him? Oh I forgot it is the throw away society that think nothing of disposing of him since he takes money, time and patience to help heal. They leave it for the next guy so they can relieve themselves of a burden... Off to play with another, maybe a puppy so in 5 yrs they can throw it away again just because maybe they think it is getting too old. It was so obvious that this
loving dog was thrown in a back yard with not much of life's exposure. Caleb was a precious life that touched so many and when he died of a brain tumor we who loved him and valued him were by his side to let him know that he was not trash in our throw away society. Caleb, our dear Boxer boy, we love you now and loved you then. You were our treasure not our trash. Run and play in heaven and may God place his loving hand on you and make you whole. We miss you. You touched our hearts and gave us joy for the short time we were able to love you. May more people understand that their pets value them more than they allow themselves to value their pets.
Love,
Your Sachi family and your foster mom.
There is a saying in life that what some people think is trash others deem as treasure. In the early part of May some person as many others do threw away their trash in the form of a very beautiful boxer dog
that SAR (Sachi Animal Rescue) named CALEB. Not to the owners understanding I suppose, this wonderful dog had many gifts to give. He touched the hearts of humans and animals alike. He was loving and regal. Within his presence there was a feeling of magic. You could feel it. Unfortunately in this life many are born with issues, issues that can be worked with if you have the love in your heart and the patience to help heal. Unlike where he came from. Caleb found himself in the death camp of our sick society not knowing his fate or understanding of why he was thrown there by his owners. When you take an animal and bring them into your home you make a commitment to love them like your own child but the majority of mankind think of their animals as disposable. SAR knows the love and dedication it takes to bail those kinds of dogs that can never be cured but can be helped to maintain a quality of life that their
owners were not willing to give them. It is far too easy for many people to dispose of their pet to the nearest death camp called the animal shelter. Caleb the magical dog was one of the blessed dogs to be taken out of the shelter before he was destroyed by lethal injection. The horror, fear and pain they experience is beyond
comprehension. The death they smell in the shelter and the dogs that go one by one out of the cages never to return. You think they do not know you say, oh they are just dogs or cats. Well you are wrong they
do know. I have to tell you that this throw away dog gave unconditional love. Not something his owner ever understood because obviously their love was quantified., conditional and lacked dedication.
In five short weeks Caleb touched so many in ways not many humans would understand. He showed what true love is to all of SAR, the children that circled around him. A 90 yr old woman and a family of humans and other animals alike. He in return felt love and dedication I am sure he never felt before. You see he ate breakfast with this old woman and gave her joy. He slept next to the teenagers bed on the floor all night. He put his head in my husbands lap when he was not well. He went for walks around the property with me to feed the horses, chicken and goats. Some he had never seen before. He barked at the turtles when they moved. Well, it was a walking bone but yet he never touched them. He stopped at the chicken coop, I think he thought he needed to make friends. And the horses were a whole different story. He went nose to nose
with the youngest one as if to say, what are you? Are you for real, are you my friend? All this as the horse licked his nose. He played with the female golden retriever that we call Lilly the tramp. He laid down with the Dane. When Caleb experienced seizures and distress the Dane would straddle herself across him to try to get him to stop shaking. As sick as Caleb was and could not get up for a long time after those bouts, the tramp would go dig up bones and bring them back to lay them in front of him. Where were his previous owners for this time in his life that was so hard on him? Oh I forgot it is the throw away society that think nothing of disposing of him since he takes money, time and patience to help heal. They leave it for the next guy so they can relieve themselves of a burden... Off to play with another, maybe a puppy so in 5 yrs they can throw it away again just because maybe they think it is getting too old. It was so obvious that this
loving dog was thrown in a back yard with not much of life's exposure. Caleb was a precious life that touched so many and when he died of a brain tumor we who loved him and valued him were by his side to let him know that he was not trash in our throw away society. Caleb, our dear Boxer boy, we love you now and loved you then. You were our treasure not our trash. Run and play in heaven and may God place his loving hand on you and make you whole. We miss you. You touched our hearts and gave us joy for the short time we were able to love you. May more people understand that their pets value them more than they allow themselves to value their pets.
Love,
Your Sachi family and your foster mom.
update "CALEB" (05/09/2012)All stars aligned for Caleb today. He has found his foster paradise.
Raphaele took a couple of short videos for y'all to check out and be part of this wonderful temp placement. Ps.: Test results came back normal from the neck down for Caleb. His thyroid is on the low side and Dr Feldman wants to check it again in 3 to 4 weeks. Phenobarbital can sometimes affect thyroid levels. Also keep in mind that pheno is meant to con...trol the frequency and intensity of seizures but does not cure it. Caleb can very well have some seizures here and there but hopefully they will be weak and spaced out. If he starts having them more frequently than every other month or so will have to set up another vet appointment. |
update "CALEB" (05/08/12)After his vet appointment yesterday and while SAR is desperately searching for a suitable foster home, Caleb spent the night away from the kennel and stress.
He is by far "the bestest" dog with his fine manners and polite demenor. Caleb slept thru the night, had a light breakfast, an easy stroll around the neighborhood, a little nap, and KONG time. He has explored the yard and marked his favorite trees. We have only until Thursday to find him a foster or permanent home before he has to go back to the kennel. Gosh - we could really use a little bit of luck here! |
Applications to foster him, click this link:
http://www.sachianimalrescue.com/foster-care.html
CALEBJust rescued from the Downey shelter. He is already the volunteers favorite.
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