Story submitted 2011-03-17
I adopted Oscar in the fall of 2004, after my beloved Winnie had passed away. I had fallen in love with him at first sight, when I saw the picture that his foster-mom Mardy had posted on the DRNA site. He seemed to be smiling, and that grey face of his was so sweet. Mardy always referred to him as her “little seal,” and I could definitely see that, too.
Oscar was so loving and accepting that he soon became the official greeter of the household. Everyone that came to know him remarked how lovable and wonderful his personality was. He was absolutely a chow-hound, and always felt he had to accompany me whenever I went into the kitchen. He would wake up from a sound sleep at the sound of the refrigerator door or cabinet opening. Sadly, Oscar’s big heart began to wear out, and he crossed the Rainbow Bridge on December 13, 2008.
I am so thankful that “Oskie” was able to be a part of my life, and although his time with us was all-too-short, I will never forget my “little boy.” I know he is healthy now, begging for treats at the other side of the Bridge, and some day I will be there to rub his face and whisper “I love you” into his velvet ears again.