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Chomper's Legacy: The MAGSR's Medical Fund
In Memory of Yaeger, Hanna, Haggaris,
Sunny, and Dylan
MAGSR's medical fund has been renamed in honor of a special rescue fur kid named Chomper. Chomper, the handsome boy to the right, was a yellow lab (mix?) rescued in Florida in 1995. He was an intensely loved and adored member of his new family from the very first moment they all met. Chomper’s Legacy helps dent the senseless slaughter of dogs through negligence and irresponsibility and to help them find the love, kindness, caring and safety that he found with his very special family. Chomper's Legacy pays special tribute to those dogs who have medical or other serious issues making them the "un-adoptable" dogs in shelters and thus the first to be put down. Thanks to special supporters like Chomper's family, dogs like Yaeger and Hanna (see below) can and are helped by MAGSR - often when no other rescue will even consider them - and despite leaving us before being adopted; they were loved. Chomper has been watching over his family from the Rainbow Bridge and is so very proud of them for choosing this way to honor him.
Since losing Chomper on 2/13/05, his family has
adopted two of MAGSR's wonderful dogs - Theo (aka Eros) and Sebastian (aka
Rich). They have established "Chomper's Legacy" in hopes of giving
other families the true joy in life they have been given by having had
their rescue dogs - Chomper, Theo, and Sebastian - part of their lives.
They also seek to help those most in need, like the MAGSR furkids on
this page. Recurring Monthly Donations:Or a One-Time Donation:501(c)3 Donation Receipts available upon request Some of the MAGSR dogs that money from this fund have helped include:
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Think
about it, if you just buy a smaller cup of coffee every morning for a
month you could easily save $1 a day. With that money you could make all the difference in the world to the dogs at MAGSR.
family. Haggaris was a huge boy with lots
of love and companionship for his foster and his
foster siblings. Haggaris loved to hang out with
his foster siblings and got rather excited at just the
site of other dogs. He also had a penchant for
opening doors - using the door knob! Haggaris
began obedience training with his foster while waiting
for his forever home shortly after coming to MAGSR.
Haggaris despite being huge and an older dog, (both
lessen a dog's chances of a fast adoption), soon met
his new family during the week. They fell in
love and agreed to adopt Haggaris but wanted to
prepare their house and arrange for some time off from
work to spend with him before bringing him home on
Saturday. Two days before moving to his new
forever home, Haggaris collapsed at his foster's home
and was taken to the emergency veterinarian with
symptoms of what we thought was bloat. That turned out
not to be the case, however, after working on him for
several hours, Haggaris' condition continued to
worsen. He was unable to walk, had difficulty
breathing on his own, had over 600 cc's of
infection-filled fluid drained from his chest,
maintained a body temperature of over 108 degrees (the
highest the thermometer reads), and began having
massive seizures. He was in a lot of pain and the vets
could do no more to help him. We made the agonizing
decision to let Haggaris leave this world pain-free.
Haggaris was two days away from going into his
'forever' home. We still do not know what happened to
Haggaris but will forever remember him as the silly
dog who loved his people so much he learned to open
doors to be nearer to them!
HANNA
came to us October 18, 2002, from a shelter on
the Eastern Shore. When taken to our vet
it was discovered that she had a heart murmur, which
led us to the Cardiologist. The Ultra Sound
and EKG showed she had a serious, inoperable, heart
condition, and was in very bad shape. Given
a short life expectancy of only five years, and advised
that she would fall victim to sudden death,
Hanna went home to her foster Ed (who also adopted
her) to be loved. We wanted Hanna to have
a normal life, and to enjoy whatever time she had,
which she did giving her new brother Deegan a hard
time! We thought five years
was just not long enough for this beautiful girl who
had already been through so much, little did we know
that it would be even shorter. On December 21st,
2002, Hanna collapsed in her home and was rushed to
the emergency vet, where she past away from sudden death.
We only had her with
us for two short months, but she will hold a special
part of our hearts forever.
vet visits, and many test,
nothing was found to be wrong other then stress colitis.
His energy level never changed and was always ready
and willing to play ball(or stick, or water bowl, or
snowball...!). During the blizzard I received
a call from kennel staff saying that something was wrong
with Yeager. While I was trying to get to him (due
to the snow storm an hour trip now turned into
three) I asked one of our vets to call the kennel
to advise them what to do. After arriving at the
kennel I found one of the staff sitting on the lobby
floor with Yeagar who just looked very tired.
Taking him out to the Jeep for yet another trip to the
vet, and as weak as he was, he tried to go to the snow
pile to play in the snow he loved so much. After
telling him "not now boy, you can play in the snow
when you feel a little better", we drove off.
When arriving at the vet, and getting him out, he collapsed
and had to be carried.
After being taken into
the emergency treatment area it was discovered that
his temperature was 109-110. Packed in ice, IV
fluids, blood test, drugs, and x-rays were started.
His temp came down only to 105.8 and the vet said
"at least he's back among the living for now".
Twenty minutes later Yeager lifted his head, took a
breath, and past. It
was determined through the autopsy that his stomach
had ruptured, emptying the contents into his abdomen
causing an infection. We, along with the vet are still
not sure he did not have cancer.
Yeager
touched our hearts through his silly antics, and his
personality, and will forever be remembered with love.
DYLAN came to our rescue at the age
of 4 months. A breeder who could not sell him due to health issues
felt Dylan could not be placed, so she was planning to euthanize him.
We talked the breeder into giving Dylan to the rescue and letting
us give him a chance in life. Dylan came to live as a foster with
Tricia and Joe. They spent many days going to veterinarians and specialists
to see if his health problems could be solved. After consulting with
many doctors, a soft tissue surgeon performed surgery on him and determined
that the ureter leading from his bladder was 3 times the normal size.
This was causing him to dribble urine constantly since his body could
not hold it back naturally. This specialist had never encountered
an abnormality like this, so his procedure was experimental, but our
only choice. He reduced the size of the ureter and closed him up and
hoped for the best. Dylan recovered from the surgery well, although
he still continued to dribble. To work with this problem, we changed
his bed daily, and he wore a diaper when free in the house. Otherwise,
he continued living a happy, puppy life with his foster brothers and
sisters. He had become a best friend with Sage, one of the foster’s
dogs that had been adopted from MAGSR the previous year. Sage and
Dylan played non-stop every day of his life. They were never more
than one foot apart, sharing all the toys and sticks together, and
spending hours rolling in the yard taking turns as to which dog was
on top. Then one beautiful Saturday afternoon, after a long fun day
of playing in the yard, Dylan was brought in to relax and quiet down
before his dinner. When we went to bring him his dinner, he had died
suddenly. With no idea what had happened, we took him to the hospital
to have an autopsy done. The cause of death was a very rare infliction
called mesenteric torsion, which is where the intestines twist and
stop the flow of oxygen and blood to the heart. The doctor’s do not
know what causes mesenteric torsion, and they say that when it happens,
it is always a mystery and death is very sudden. Our hearts were broken.
Dylan was the sweetest boy who had all the lust for life as all puppies
do, and he lived happily with all his new brothers and sisters. We
celebrate his life, and know that he had a great 11 months. Life is
always too short, but the quality of life is what is important. Dylan
had fun every day and was loved, and will always be remembered for
the joy he brought into his foster’s home. We miss you Dylan.