You came to us in March of 2010 as a foster from Mid Atlantic Basset Hound Rescue. I think you were a Bagel. A few potential adopters came to look at you, but they didn't adopt you because you were too shy . . . their loss! I set up a play date with Floppy the Beagle, and you even spent the night at his house, but his mom and dad decided you were not right for them . . . again, their loss. We felt you deserved the best home, and that was with us!

You would sometimes hang out with your brother and sister dogs and deal with all the other fosters that came and went. You pretty much kept to yourself especially when you got older. Noel use to get on your nerves, and you would yell at her then you did it with Zinnia (ZZ) and also Fred and Boomer. You didn't want any attention and wasn't for cuddling or sitting on laps. We took you a few times to doggy events and to see Santa. When you were able to come down the stairs, you met us in the family room for pizza night to get your crust.

Years ago, you developed a terrible cough, and we did several tests and the vets just could not figure out what was causing it, so we had you on Prednisone for a very long time then added Theophylline. Every once and a while the cough got worse, and had to add Hydocan. You were such a lil spitfire and so strong and resilient. An awful sore developed on your back that I had to clean and bandage. Boomer always took the band aid off, and licked the sore, so I had to put a coat on you.

In fall of 2022, you weren't doing well, and I thought we were going to lose you, but my lil spitfire made a full recovery. Then right before Thanksgiving 2023 you were not doing well. Not eating, vomiting, diarrhea, etc. Dr. Michelle didn't think you had long. I brought you back for an ultrasound with Dr. Linda, and your Intestines were a mess along with other issues. She pretty much said to give you a fat free high protein diet, but you were so finicky, I gave you whatever your would eat. You loved canned cat food. You had trouble with stairs, so we started to carry you up and down the stairs to go potty out front. I'm so thankful to God that he kept you with us through Christmas and New Years. That was a full 2 months, and the doctors were shocked. By the end of January, you were so tired and was ready but mommy was not. Mommy and daddy brought you to Dr. Michelle, and you peacefully went to the bridge. I hope all your brothers and sisters met you there. It was so hard on me and doing this right now is rough for me. You were the dog we had the longest at 14 years.

Run free my sweet lil spitfire, resilient, mouthy Jesse girl. We love you and miss you terribly!

Love,

Mommy, Daddy, and all your brothers / sisters

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