Brandy

March 19, 1995 - March 31, 2007

Brandy was a two-time member of the United Yorkie Rescue "club". She initially came to UYR as an owner surrender in October 2005. She was adopted by an older lady, widowed, and was her loving companion for nine months, but her new forever Mom became very ill and unable to care for Brandy. Brandy was surrendered again to me for the second time in fall of 2006. Shortly after being surrendered, she started to drink excessively and urinate more frequently than usual - she was diagnosed with early stages of kidney failure. Several approaches to treatment were tried, but in January of 2007, with her blood values extremely high, we knew time would not be kind to this beautiful little lady. A prescribed diet which had to be syringe fed to her since she had stopped eating and daily subquetaneous fluids stablized her condition, and in February at her 30 day follow up checkup, there was encouraging results that the treatment was effective.

Brandy dominated her world, and that of those around her - she was a very independent and proud Yorkie. She loved her bed, her crate and her toys. Her favorite toy was a puppet of Mr. Moose from the Kaptain Kangeroo show. She gave him "hell" everyday and would drag him whereever anyone was to play with her and Mr. Moose. She would proudly sit at the top of the stairs going to the second floor as if she owned the place - so we let her think she did! When any family member would walk in the door, she would wail at the top of her lungs and do her own little circle dance of happiness - this would continue until she was acknowledged for her efforts of greetings! She liked to be walked alone, and she would decide which route and direction we would take, and heaven help you if you walked ahead of her - down her little butt would go until you moved behind her, then she would get up and proceed on the course she wanted to take!

Brandy got used to riding in the car with me (her foster mom), and she would sit proudly in the passenger seat, with her head up and the air blowing through her hair - she was my co-pilot, my companion, my best friend. She would talk to me at different times, and I always knew what she wanted - funny, I would listen to her and respond accordingly - but when I wanted something from her - she'd do what 'she' wanted! She never slept on the bed - she didn't like it, but was always by my side of the bed and would jump up on the side and talk in my ear when she wanted something - whether it was to go out or if she was hungry.

A few short weeks after Brandy's February vet visit, Brandy started to falter, and by the last week in March it was evident we could borrow no more time. Brandy told me in many ways, it was time to go - on one walk she tried to hide under our boat in the yard, covered for the winter, and the next morning she tried to hide under the deck - somethings she never would do.. she had her own room and she went into her room as I watched her crawl in and out of her beloved bed, her crate, and into her toy box where she sniffed and licked and nudged each toy - then she lay between all these items and looked at me - she had said her goodbyes. During our final ride to the vets, as I cried she snuggled close to me and tried to comfort me - we both knew it was time for her to find peace at the Rainbow bridge.

Brandy had an impact on me like no other pet ever has - I was blessed with her for such a short time, but that time I will never forget. She was, and still is very much loved - and will never be forgotten. Run fast and free my angel Brandy!