Eddie
Our best friend and fur baby Eddie passed away on February 8, 2011. You were a senior when you adopted us but you were still our baby to spoil. You were the star of our house and watched over all 10 the kids and the grandkids. We will never forget the sound of your tail pounding on the floor when we would say wag your tail. Or your verbal way of greeting us after a long day at work. I miss hearing you and I wish I could hear it one more time. Your paw print is forever in our hearts. You left many paw prints in your live and you will live on in our hearts as we make our journey in life. We will see you again some day but until then chase your rabbits, run free and enjoy all the rivers and lakes in heaven...Not only did we rescue you but you rescued us in so many ways...We love you Eddie...Love always, your family

Gabrielle
Our Angel Grandma Gabby - Here I adopted a rescue dog thinking it would be a neat charity for my kids who have had their struggles in life. My kids, who themselves are waiting to be adopted. Kids who have been through unspeakable acts of neglect and thanks to Gabby have overcome adversity and struggles that many people said could never happen. When I brought Gabby home, little did I know, this dark eyed lady was going to teach us so much in such a short time. Compassion was Gabby’s ultimate lesson to the children. For one little boy who lived in unimaginable filth, experienced unconscionable neglect, abuse, lack of food and love, Gabby’s lesson was most powerful. She assisted him in making sure her bed was straightened out every afternoon. This boy, who grew up not being fed every day himself, made sure grandma Gabby had her food and water every morning and a pat on her head before he left for school. This little boy had almost no animal privileges for two years before Gabby and was only allowed to be around animals under the highest supervision. However, since the gentle browned eyed girl we so affectionately called Grandma Gabby moved in, he has not lost any privileges. He has also learned to accept touch from people. Gabby you will be so missed but your compassion will live on through this boy who looked at the world as though everything was cruel and he was never to feel or to trust. What an amazing thing you have taught this diverse family of awaiting children. Grandma Gabby, your legacy of compassion will live on through these kids. I thank you, we all thank you.

Tia
Tia crossed the Rainbow Bridge in the loving arms of her second MARS foster mom on Tuesday, December 30, 2008. Tia was a dignified and beautiful mature German Shepherd dog who had been with her mom for only a few weeks when she became ill. A couple of trips to the vet and then the sad diagnosis. Tia had cancer and would not live much longer. In the short time she was in her second foster home, Tia showed herself to be a well-behaved, smart, sweet, and friendly girl who enjoyed attention. She was an instant hit with residents at the apartment community, even the management .Those who met her were impressed with her intelligence, good behavior, beauty and gentleness. She was a wonderful ambassador for her breed, changing some of the negative assumptions of GSD’s. She was especially loved by a young blind woman, also named Tia. The last weeks she was with us, a good covering of snow fell and we saw her playful side. She loved to lay in it and roll around, burrowing her head and nose in the snow. Her last days were comfortable on medication. She was active enough to accept a lot of love from her new mom and friends. Tia had lived with and been loved by another foster mom for about four months. Both moms will miss her for a very long time. Though it was painful to lose her, both are happy to have known such a truly special lady. Both are grateful that MARS provided this sweet, good girl with real love and happiness in the last months of her life.

Dante AKA Jack
Dear Jack, I will miss you so very much. Thank you for coming into our lives. Your mama picked you because you were so beautiful and showed you were smart. You were a special wedding gift to your daddy, our future police officer. You scared us with your strange habit of picking up ALL small dogs like they were your puppy. The small dog owners just could not understand that your massive mouth was not hurting their brainless twit of a dog. Your mama protected you from that stupid woman that hit you on the head. What a stupid person to hit a huge German Shepherd on the head. Your mama protected you, sure she had to tackle you to the ground and lay on top of you, but the woman and her stupid little dog left. You had such a tender heart and this sense of when to be gentle. Thank you for your concern to my Trooper. You knew he was hurt before he even moved. Just a sniff and then you went and cried to mama to tell her to do SOMETHING. You could be running full bore in my yard and stop as soon as you saw Trooper. You did not want to hurt him. Thank you for protecting my family and home when you visited. You made sure you laid down where you could see both doors. You also thought I was sleeping when you made your nightly rounds to make sure we humans were all in bed where we were supposed to be. I will never forget the very human expression you gave me when I stepped on the treadmill for the hour long walk. It was clearly, "What the H-- are you doing on that thing... GET OFF!! but I did not get off, so you proceeded to lie down and stare at my feet until I was done. Thank you for your help on your mama and daddy's wedding day. No one knew.... My back was trying to go out when you stepped into my room and let me lean on you for quite a while. It was just what I needed to relax the back spasms and enjoy the best day ever!! When you visited me, you never were more than arms length from me. Now I am no longer afraid of Shepherds and knew this was the kind of service dog for me. Your presence in my life will eventually give back soo much freedom I have lost in the last 9 years. Thank you Jack. Say hi to Great Grandpa. Gramma Kelly C.

Keyush
Sweet KK (Keyush) came to us from a rural shelter in the south. He was terribly emaciated, recovering from Heartworm, beaten and battered. He was a very smart boy who loved to cuddle and give plenty of kisses. We will never fully understand what happened to KK before we saved him but whatever it was, it was just too much for him to take. We will miss you forever little boy. You found your place in our hearts and your memory is burned in our soul.