7.10.87 – 12.22.2000

From the first moment we saw you on March 15, 1996, we promised to love you forever and to make your last years your best. You were very brave through all of your illnesses and operations. You were our angel on earth… and now you can run free and play in heaven.

Handsome Regal had no ego.

He would give up his water, food or even crate if another pet wanted it.

A complete gentle, compliant sweetheart.

Except when he got loose…

It happened the first time at 10 am on a Sunday morning. I’d only had him a few weeks. I had parked at the Quaker Meeting House on Goshen Road in Willistown. I opened the back door of the car to catch leashes for a short walk before meeting. Suddenly, my shy dog bolted past me and shot off, leash flapping, into the woods.

Starbright, his pomeranian/husky mix “big sister” went ballistic, screaming for him to come back. We followed him into the woods. He shot down the slope, zig-zagged across Goshen Road twice, then charged toward us. He ran several circles around us doing the “Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah” laps. Then he vanished into the skunk cabbage and briars of the swamp. No way to even track him.

Later that morning Pat brought Lady to try to track him. We fought through woods and across lawns, knocking on doors to ask if anyone had seen a black and white husky. Nope. The trail ended at Delchester Road. There was nothing to do but hope. I called the local vets, shelters and the Department of Transportation, but there wasn’t much response on a Sunday. He was wearing his collar and he was micro-chipped, but the trailing leash could tangle on anything, and Regal had no respect for roads.

Monday came. Still no news, despite more calls. The day dragged on. Starbright and I couldn’t eat. A little after six, I got a call. It was a veterinary hospital in West Chester. At about 4:30 pm a young woman driving west on her way to work at that vet noticed the traffic on Route 3, heavy at rush hour, had stopped. Craning her neck, she realized drivers were trying to avoid an exhausted husky staggering back and forth across the road. When he got on the grass on the right side, she maneuvered her SUV up on the shoulder and herded him farther off the road.

Another woman pulled off behind her, having witnessed the whole event. They both tried to cajole the panicked dog to come close enough to grab his leash, but he barked fearfully, and backed away. The second driver then suggested the dog could probably be lured with food, and drove off to Burger King. Sure enough, a trail of burgers later, Regal was safely in the SUV!

At West Chester Vet Hospital, they found my number and called me. What joy! The wonderful young woman even drove him home, all the way to Bryn Mawr, to see him reunited with his family. Regal was home, all four feet bleeding, and covered with (47) ticks.

Starbright danced around him, nuzzling and chortling with delight. Regal was too exhausted to move while the ticks were removed, the feet cleaned and he was powdered with insecticide. But did he learn??? Just loosen my grip on his leash and… it couldn’t happen, a husky’s ways never change.

After 13 wonderful years with Starbright and me, Regal crossed the Rainbow Bridge, age 15? 16? 17? I know he is running free with the pack.

You are now safe to run free Regal ~
Dance among the stars and play, young and pain free now.
You have earned your silver harness my friend, wear it proudly.
Watch over Nan and Starbright ~ you are their fur-angel now.
We love you.

“I’m Free”

Don’t grieve for me, for now I am free;
I took His hand when I heard him call:
I turned my back, and left it all.

If my parting has left a void: then fill it with a remembered joy.
My life’s been full, I savored much, good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
A friendship shared a walk, a kiss: Ah yes. Those things too I will miss.
Perhaps my time seemed too brief: Don’t lengthen it now with undo grief.
Lift up your hearts and share with me: God wanted me now, He set me free.

~ Author Unknown

October 13, 1994 – May 9, 2008

I remember the day I first met Nikita. She was a tiny 7 week old puppy. She looked like a black dustball with legs. From day 1 she was a feisty little lady with plenty of attitude and I loved her for it.

She was 5 years old when Niko, our first Husky, joined our house. She wasn’t exactly overjoyed to have to share her house with another dog and I’m pretty sure she held a grudge for a long time…

Nikita showed her fair share of Huskies the ropes of the Lampe house and rightfully earned an Honorary Husky title. She was never happy about it, but was at least tolerant. She even picked up some of their characteristics ~ Siberian selective hearing and digging holes in the yard. Thankfully, she never tried to woo for her dinner ~ I’m not sure our ears would have been able to handle it!

Nikita, you were and always will be my little peanut. After 13 years together, saying goodbye to you was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I miss you every day. I am so grateful to have had the privilege of having you in our family for 13 years.

You are free of pain, my sweet Nikita. Until we meet again…

Stacie

Majestic was rescued on October 3, 2005. We adopted him in December 2005 through MaPaw through Greg and Denise Deck (wonderful people). Majestic truly was a gentle, big, majestic, beautiful “teddy bear” as he was advertised through the rescue agency. He brought our family incredible joy. As we, (and his “little sister” Siberian Husky) Princess grieve his death, we will always treasure the gift of his time spent with us.

Kiki, a favorite MaPaw senior, earned her silver harness in June and began her journey North of the Rainbow Bridge.

Becky and Steve write: “Even though it seems like such a short time, we were very fortunate to have her in our lives for 15 months. She brought us a lot of smiles and laughs and we felt she was meant to be a part of our family. Thank you so much for allowing us to adopt her.”

Thank you Becky and Steve for taking our girl into your home and heart and showing her the love she deserved. Thank you for giving her such a precious gift.

1994 – 2001

She came into our lives December of 1996 and gave us many years of joy and love.

We lost her in March of 2001 and our entire family is saddened. Keya will be greatly missed.

Melissa, Tom, Linda, George and Gizmo

Kelsey Ann, you are so special.

You came in so sad and you found your paws in life and a family to love and call your own.

We are so proud of you and you will always be in our hearts.

Until we meet again, sweet girl…

Kathy

You came into Rescue and quickly became my soul mate. My epileptic, one-eye beauty; the joy and center of my life.

We were inseparable, we went everywhere together. You had such a following and everyone loved you – you were Jasmine.

That final day, setting you free, was the hardest day of my life. Daddy and I helped you North of the Bridge with love and respect. With our hearts breaking… and my world came crashing down.

Words were not needed while you were here, they are not needed now. I will be strong until we meet again. I promise you this.

I love you sweet Darling ~ so does your Daddy ~ we miss you and love you so very much.

Kathy and Pat

Our sweet Dunkin went to sleep after struggling with his hip dysplasia. His anti-inflammatory and pain medicine helped for many months, but this week he reached the point that he was no longer able to stand up or walk. As you know, we loved our guy with our hearts, everyone that knew him, loved him.

Our 10 months together were heavenly ~ you made everyone’s life happier by being the wonderful soul that you are. You were an ambassador for all homeless dogs ~ always well mannered and welcoming to all who met you, from neighborhood children to nursing home residents.

We are eternally grateful to Denise and Bill for taking such good care of you in foster care and for allowing us to bring you into our family and our hearts forever. I feel as if we spent our lives together from day one. We love you and miss you, Dunkin.

Love,
Linda and Family