Small Dog Rescue


Memorial Page



December 3, 2006

Found in a bag in the dumpster about October 4, 2006
Received a call from the Emergency Animal Hospital -
Ancient chihuahua turned in to EAH.

From Glory's foster Mom:

Glory was one of those special dogs. All of them are, but there was something about Glory. In the short, almost 2 months that I had her, I watched her little less than 3 ½ lb sprite take over the largest dog bed in the house (44” in diameter), 8 inches thick and keep the others off of it. They respected her and did as she directed. She eat with great gusto, she ALWAYS went outside to do her business and was there to greet me when I came home. Everyone who met this little girl thought she was wonderful.

Glory was an independent little soul who didn’t like her face washed, didn’t want to share he big ol’ dog bed , but loved to be petted and sit and watch tv with me.

Glory was such a great little dog and I only wish I had more time with her.

From Trish the Web Master:

Many people like myself, in person and in cyberspace, met and got to love this tiny precious lady. Rest in peace and love Glory, my Belle Starr is there to chase shooting stars with you.

 When somebody dies, a cloud turns into
an angel, and flies up to tell God
  to put another flower on a pillow.
 A bird gives the message back to
    the world, and sings a silent prayer
     that makes the rain cry. People dis-
         appear, but they never really go away.
    The spirits up there put the sun to
bed, wake up grass, and spin the
        earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you
        can see them dancing in a cloud during
       the day-time, when they're supposed
    to be sleeping. They paint the rain-
     bows and also the sunsets and make
 waves splash and tug at the tide.
         They toss shooting stars and listen to
  wishes. And when they sing wind-
songs, they whisper to us, don't
     miss me too much. The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine.
   - Ashley