Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside... for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements... and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth... though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land... for you are my god... and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And, beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest...and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.
--Beth Norman Harris
His tail was always wagging and he seemed happy to the end. I will always cherish the time we had.
Madel, affectionately know as Monkey, sadly lost his courageous battle with distemper. He was a sweet, beautiful boy who touched many lives in the short time he was with us. We are so grateful that he came to RMLR and was able to experience love, kindness, and warmth from his foster homes and everyone who took care of him.
Rescued March 19, 2011- Euthanized July 1, 2011.
After battling cancer over the last few months the decision to end Hoss's suffering came on Friday July 1, 2011. We all know this a decision no animal lover wants to make, nor is it an easy one. Hoss touched so many hearts within the Rocky Mountain Lab Rescue but none more so than the hearts of Foster mom, Melanie and her family. We cannot thank them enough for their kindess and generousity during Hoss's most dire time of need. Our thoughts and prayers go out to them as well as our deepest gratitude for caring so deeply for Hoss. Thank you so very much!
Jack was a super-sweet, wonderful dog, and it was such a blessing to have him spend the last 20 months of his life with us. He was loved and is deeply missed. His age at death was around 14 1/2 - 15. He still loved his soft toys.
A lovable lab who will be missed
-- Chris VandenBroek
A much-loved member of the Timothy Bradley family.
Bill and Nelly Bradley
Donation in memory of my late labrador buddy Ty and in honor of Jake, our lab we received from you a year ago.
Janey and Tom Schneider
Barbara and William Schneider
Holly and Richard Kranzmann
Richard and Diane Walker
Paul and Patricia Person
A beloved labrador who recently passed and is sorely missed by his significant people, Sean and Abigail Hinga of Denver. This small gift is being given to assist your organization with its mission. Thank you for the work you do.
Leigh Hill & Chris Bohn
He was rescued by Mark and Catherine Zaharko in Durango, CO.
A treasured member of our family.
A treasured member of our family.
A treasured member of our family.
He died of parvo shortly after arriving to Rocky Mountain Lab Rescue. Please make sure to keep your unvaccinated pets away from other animals and sources of disease.
Diana and Tom Alvarez
Dear one and all:
My name is Jesse and I am one of the RMLR labs that found a new home. I am so sorry to report that a few days ago my mom, Kathy Quirk, went to her forever home and I miss her so much. Kathy was a true dog lover and spent much of her time caring for, loving and protecting us. My two sisters, Kelsey and Shannon were with her for thirteen years before chasing the Great Tennis Ball in the Sky. After that Kathy reported for duty as a RMLR volunteer Foster Home. That is where I met her.
Kathy lived in town, but we got to go to the condo in the mountains, often with Kathy’s sister, Eileen. It was great fun to be with them because they were so full of love and affection. I think they were like that a lot. I’m living with Eileen now and that’s so cool because we get to share our memories of Kathy.
I guess the best thing is that Kathy, and her mom, are now together. I know Kathy often wanted to talk to her mom, and now I guess they’ll be able to. We’ll all miss her very much. I mean really a lot. But my guess is that she’s out there somewhere with Shannon and Kelsey, throwing an old tennis ball and smiling. She was like that.
Jetta was the sweet and loyal black lab of my older brother, Steve Hasstedt, and his family, Annie, Maddy and Leah. Jetta passed away just a couple of days before Christmas, and we make this contribution to honor Jetta and all the love she brought to our family.
From the moment we met you, we knew you were meant to be with our family. You were adored by all who met you for your quiet, calm, loving, and sweet demeanor. We miss you lounging on the sofa with us while we watch TV. We miss seeing your wagging tail and soulful brown eyes each morning as we get ready to start the day. We miss watching you proudly walk home from the park with the ball in your mouth. Your heaven on earth was the lake up in Canada where you spent your summers. We will never forget how our big, lazy girl flew off the dock with such surprising vigor after a tennis ball. You spent your last summer going for boat rides and lounging on the dock surrounded by family and friends. You were a dear, sweet girl and we were so lucky to have the opportunity to adopt you from RMLR. You are missed by all of us, especially your lab brother “Buster” and cat, “Woody”. You will forever remain in our hearts.
The Fenton Family
My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light.
Edna St. Vincent Millay 1920
We were blessed to have Beaumont "Beau Diddles" (as he was lovingly called at home) in our lives from May 31, 2013 through his passing on August 18, 2013. He was a bright light who had a personality that was priceless and touched everyone he met. He was always happy and never met anyone he didn't like or didn't like him. In the short time we had him he was happy and had a great attitude even though he struggled with most breaths. Words can't express the emptiness he has left in our home. I can only pray that he has run across the rainbow bridge and is now able to run and play as a Lab should.
In loving Memory of James Lindeman. "Unless Someone Like you cares a whole lot, Nothing is going to get better. Its Not." - Anna Lindeman
A wonderful tribute to Jim...to continue to give to those he loved! We loved you Jim.....you were such an honorable man. - Audrey Tew
In memory of James Lindeman and his dog Max
Virginia Lemahieu, Stacey Browning, Michael Sylke, Palmer Engineering, Annah Ardrey, Jeff Hoy, Davig Financial Corporation, Mitchell and Cynthia Rebar, Dr. John Ashley, Dr. Peter Lindeman, the Dept. of Biology and Health Services, and Ann Hendrix
Britain, aka “Duke” was rescued from “death row” on June 30, 2012 by RMLR. He went to live with his new foster family the Borton’s and quickly became an integral part of the family. From the very beginning you could tell that he was so grateful to be rescued and be part of a new “pack”. From the tail that never stopped wagging, to the "mischievous" look in his eye, to the "happy" sounds he made while playing with his toys. It was a joy watching him gallop around the yard, throwing his toy in the air, shaking his head, and enjoying his new life. He was not only fun to watch, but he let you know that he really loved his new life and for being a part of a family that truly cared for him. He had a very "sly" way of crawling in your lap; one minute you were scratching him on the head, and the next he was in your lap with his head on your shoulder. He was such a snuggler, and he thought he was small enough to fit on any lap and in any chair.
Duke found his forever home on July 30th and quickly won the hearts of his new family the Blue’s. Just a few days later, on August 2nd he came down with a cough and was treated for a respiratory infection. In spite of the efforts of his new family and their vet his condition continued to worsen.
On September 6th Duke left us- a very sad day for all who knew him. Duke’s playful and loving spirit and the joy and affection he brought to those around him will be sorely missed. Even though he was only in our lives for a very short time, he managed to leave a lasting impression, and the reminder that you are never too big to snuggle in the lap of someone you love.
Lover of people, other dogs and sprinklers
When our 13 year old Chesadore died we adopted Tobias to fill that empty space, we didn’t realize how perfectly he would fit. From the first night we met him he was easy to fall in love with. His personality was as big as his heart, he loved listening to Michael Jackson, greeting us with Jazz hands, ear rubs, being read to (The Pokey Little Puppy was his favorite), and of course drinking from the sprinklers. He quickly became a comfort and play pal for our terrier, happily sharing his toys, treats and bones and attention from friends and family at BBQs. We were happy to give him his forever home even if it was only for a little while; we could never have paid him back for
all the love he put into the world. He will always be loved and is missed. Adopted November 2012 -Left us on July 9th, 2013 Jordan Reck and Robyn Phelps
We feel blessed to have had [Jackson] be a member of our family, even if it was for only a short time. He was loved beyond belief and our hearts are broken. Thank you for bringing him into our lives!
RMLR Adopter and Volunteer
The Huigens/Hill Families, Deer Creek Animal Hospital
Brownie came to her forever home with us in August 2009. She was a happy cheerful dog, always energetic. She loved playing ball and chasing the squirrels in our yard. She was Kyle’s best friend, always ready to play, listen or just hang out with him. Everyone was her friend, even if they didn’t know it yet. She woke up every morning, happy to greet the day, ready for anything.
On her second evening with us, Brownie encountered a skunk in our back yard. It was about 10:30pm on a Sunday night. No pet stores were open. We bought tomato juice and bathed her in the bathtub. She didn’t like it, probably thought she’d joined a crazy family. For sure, she was cemented in our hearts, since we never considered sending her back to her RMLR foster home.
Brownie was a real snow and water dog. She’d tunnel in the snow and come up with a huge grin on her face. She’d catch snowballs and then be puzzled when they broke in her mouth. She had a great time at Dog Days at the Bay, swimming and running with all the dogs. She’d stop by her people every now and then, just to check in and make sure we were there, then run off to play with her canine pals.
Brownie was the perfect addition to our family. She fit right in, always ready to please. She learned the house rules very quickly, like no jumping on the cat, unless Sushi ran first. She was more interested in playing with her classmates in obedience class than learning commands. Still, she showed that she knew what was expected, and graduated with honors.
Brownie loved to go anywhere with us. Two of her favorite words were car and go. One day we went to Estes Park. It was a long day, lots of time in the car. She liked the stop at the dog park. She was less thrilled with Rocky Mountain National Park, since she had to stay on her leash. At the end of the day, we could tell by the look on her face that, if this trip showed what her people did when they were gone, she was just as glad to stay home.
In August 2011 she was diagnosed with atrial standstill. Unfortunately, this is a fatal heart disease that affects young dogs. Brownie died on January 31, 2012, just before her 4thbirthday. We miss her every day.