Small Dog Rescue

Memorial Page




Ozymandias was found on the streets and turned into this rescue.  I adopted him in 2003 and he was my first dog.  He may have been a small fellow, but he had a big personality and touched many lives. He had adventures to the office, the courthouse, a huge cabin up north, Starbucks drive thru, and visits to his grandparents.  He was the alpha in the house to 4 other little dogs and while he did not bark often, when he did he meant business.  

His pillow now bare, but his memory lives on. Love you Oz Man.  2003 - 2017. 


 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