Lucky[1986-2000] You started it all. There would not have been a LODESTAR Dog Ranch without you. The only thing you ever did wrong was to make us believe all dogs were like you. We only had you for 7 years, but they were the best dog years a family could have had. You set the standard big guy. We'll always miss you.

Jackson[1996-2003] I promised if he would tell me when it was time, I would not let him suffer. He did, and I didn't. I lost my best canine friend Jackson, my big, 90 pound, yellow companion, on 11/25/03. There is so much to say about this sweet, gentle dog I wouldn't even know where to begin, so I'll begin at the end. Bye, good boy. They say time heals all wounds; I doubt I have enough time left..













The late Jackson Payne. Our big yellow showed us that even when you're sick you can still be a love-giver. Even when you're blind you can still have love shine from your eyes.

Shadow[1996-2002] Pretty Girl, you were a good friend to Jackson and Lucky. You challenged me always to see if I was smarter than you. Could you find places to dig out of the yard faster than I could close them up? I won--but that couldn't keep you here with us forever. Enjoy your freedom; I know we don't.

You're giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.


But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.


So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.


The strength that you possess,
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it's the only way.


That strength is why I've followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I've loved you all these years...
My partner 'til the end.
Please, understand just what this gift,
You're giving, means to me,
It gives me back the strength I've lost,
And all my dignity.


You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.


So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that's within you,
To now grant me this appeal.


Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.


And don't despair my passing,
For I won't be far away,
Forever here, within your heart,
And memory I'll stay.


I'll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I'll run,
...a young dog once again.


In Memory of Asta, Feb. 1997
(c) Karen Clouston

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Pauz was our neighbor here at the ranch. Old age was too much for this handsome guy. He was part of my morning ritual. we'd feed our dogs then go to the fence and give a treat and a pet to our good neighbor Pauz. Due to a move of his people Pauz and his lifelong girl friend, a black Lab named Leisha, were adopted by a wonderful loving fmily. When it came to the end for Pauz he came back to the East Mountains and is buried on our side of the fence looking at his "old" home. Welcome back big guy.

Leisha's time has now come. She gave it everything she had, but her life ran out before her spirit. Leisha has joined her lifelong buddy Pauz. They are now buried side by side. They would have it no other way.

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Cody was a true gentleman of a dog. Playful (loved to steal socks and let you know he had) respectful, gentle and kind. He was also a singer.....howled to all of his "animal sound" toys and taught the other dogs to join in. He once had surgery and the vet told us he came out of the anesthesia singing.........such a sweetheart. Everyone lucky enough to meet Cody loved him and admired his soul. He touched each person's heart with his indescribable specialness. He was our teacher and "coach". Cody, you are free now. Bless your soul with peace and love from afar.

Sleep well good boy,
Libby and Wyck

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BELLA'S STORY:

LODESTAR Dog Ranch received these emails:

10/30/09
There is a black female lab in the Clovis shelter that is supposed to be euthanized this morning. She is a really sweet lab, but there is no place for her to go...She is a couple of years old and has had a couple of litters. She was dumped off in the country and someone brought her into the shelter. I have no place for her to go and she would be coming this Saturday, 10/31/09. I am looking for either a foster or a forever home....Can you help???

10/31/09 UPDATE
I know, I have to have a tougher heart, but reading this last night just devastated me. The girl Bella that I worked so hard to find a home for was put down yesterday morning. She had a home waiting for her, a mama who already cared about her, a vet appointment on Monday, a name. I'm just letting you know so maybe you can help the rest of us in wishing Bella a peaceful journey and joy on the other side.

IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT BELLA, IT WAS OURS.

FOLKS, WE AS A SOCIETY HAVE TO DO BETTER THAN THIS.

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Shadow was always a very calm, loving girl..a little shy but always devoted to me even when the situation looked to be more then she could handle she would be brave for me. She was my best friend and for over 12 years shared the good and bad times right by my side. When I took the dogs for a walk in the backyard tonight, I didn't have to take the "special" path with no cactus. I was always afraid Shadow wouldn't see the little cactus and step on them, so I would take a round about way and she would follow me, free from stepping on the little prickers. Still, we all stopped for a moment and turned around to see where Shadow was, she was always the last one. There is an emptiness in the house and in my heart. I told her to wait for me..I would see her on the other side. I hope at last she is pain free and running with the big dogs.

Liz

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Dawhoo, My big brown eyed loving puppy, we are forever holding you in our hearts. You are missed so much by each of us. Your four legged friends still look for you. Cocoa is at a loss without you to lay by, Fozzy misses his mentor and Jericho, who is so much like you, missed out on knowing you too well. The boys and I so miss your velveteen ears, joyful greetings every time we come home, your perpetual tail wagging and even your incessant barking. I miss your kisses goodnight sweet boy. Da, we wish you so well, and hope that you are playing without pain on the other side. Wait for us old friend, we'll walk in the mountains and play together again soon...

Colleen

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Last night at 9:30 pm Chance's last breath was mercifully taken and she went to live. where all dogs live: in HEAVEN. She has been plagued with a herniated disc for about a year now, and while it caused her no pain, it made her hind-quarters a little weak, and her balance a bit less than 100 percent. Our vet said that she was in no pain, clearly happy , and to just see where things went.

Yesterday afternoon was a normal day...we watered plants, walked the yard , and went about our day as normal. As usual Chance's tail was wagging more than anyone else's. She was always soo happy

Last night at 9:00 pm she lost all function in her rear legs and could no longer get up. Mercifully, she was in no pain, and happily rode to the vet's with me.

She took her last breath at 9:32 last night Thursday, 05/07/2009, and will be terribly missed and continually loved. She passed with a labrador smile on her face, chasing and catching tennis balls, and swimming in her pool under the hot New Mexico sun. She will greatly missed by her family

After 14 years with this magnificent creature of god, I am lost.

Love Sandy, Yogi, Baby

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Amber's best friend talks about her girl.

Five years ago we met Amber, a beautiful yellow lab. She was eight years old and looking for a new home. As Tom predicted she was perfect for us and I can only hope we were perfect for her. I was blessed to spend her last five years on this earth with her. She ended up with some serious health problems but she was never a complainer or whiner. She was always good natured and loving no matter how she felt. She gave me so much joy and happiness and my only regret is that I only had five years with her. If you are considering adopting/rescuing an older dog, please know that it will be one of the most rewarding commitments you will ever make. What they give to you is so much more than you can give them. I will never forget Amber and will always love her.

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Sam, a neighbor and friend of the LODESTAR Dog Ranch. We were lucky enough to have have known Sam for over 10 years. Here is what his people say about the big hole in their home and heart:

"Sam and I have shared a special bond from the moment we looked at each other at the Humane Society kennel and I lost my heart to a rangy ,skinny black lab. There was never a doubt in my mind that he was going to be a very important member of our family. My grandchildren adored him; he was a stanch companion and was always up to join the little boys on a hunt for bears and tigers.The babies thought he made the most marvelous blanket and would sleep curled up next to him. Sam was a gentleman and my best forever friend.

A friend for the good times

A friend for the bad

Someone to laugh with

To sit with when I'm sad.

Good by Sam

May your feet be light and your food bowl never empty!

Linda"

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Festis was adopted from us here at the ranch in'03. When we got this gentle giant he had a broken, absessed tooth topped off with a case of heartworm. He was worth taking the time and money to "fix." We needed somebody to give him a place of rest until he won his battle of the worms. A couple came along who would foster him until he was well. The big lug worked his way into their heart and home. There he stayed for 5 years until cancer took our boy. I (Tom Payne) happened to be at the vet when Festis was brought in, and I was lucky enought to be with him as he moved on to a less painful place. He was a good old boy.

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George was with us here at the ranch for over 3 months. You can't be with a big lover lug like him and not get very emotionally attached. We promised George he was only going to the best home, and he did.


But, as they say about all good things......

In Linda and Dan's words:

We lost our George yesterday. He was our protector, yet our clown. Ii read on a poster that "animals come into this world complete and perfect" and I know in George that was true. Our home is empty without the charging through the house, the "rhino" charge with cats, and the tail that could possibly take us off our feet. We could not move anywhere without him knowing about it, but when he rolled onto his back, he was just a really big puppy. What did he teach us? he taught us trust of a dog's instincts about everything, the ability he possessed to love so completely that he knew when our health problems were "irregular", so much so that I relied on him to bark and stare at me when I needed testing. That, in itself, was uncanny, as he was not raised with us. He filled a hole in our hearts from our previous dog and then some. Our lives have been enriched by his presence with us. Thank you LODESTAR Dog Ranch for saying "he is your dog"! He sure was! We will always remember him with smiles and maybe tears-our daughter also mourns the loss of her "faceman"; she called him that because he was such a handsome polite "guy"!

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Shyler was thrown over our (Almost Home Rescue) fence recently.. He was only 3 pounds and very sick... We believe the owners knew he was sick and figured it must be something contagious, so got rid of him. Emergency surgery determined his intestines were somehow twisted or inside each other like a telescope or something. Dispite all the medical attention and all the love that could be mustered Shyler left our world 6/5//08 at about 5 pm

Rest in peace little Shyler.. You fought hard little guy- we just wish things would have been different and we could have helped you find a happy forever home..

Unfortunately the memory of our little fighter isn't the only thing he left behind, our vet bill is very much alive.. We are in desperate need of donations so we can carry on our rescue efforts... Please make a donation in Shyler's honor that we may be able to save the next baby that comes in.. Thank you..

almosthomenm.com

Almost Home NM Peralta , NM 505-304-3384




In the owner's words:

"Babe has been one of the great loves of my life for 12 years. His health took a turn for the worst. His breathing became labored (worn out from all of those years swimming in the Rio Grande and hiking with me.) He is now incontinent and experiencing severe diarrhea. Babe and I spent the evening looking into each other's eyes and remembering our loving and loyal 12 years together.... I was there with him, loving him and holding him, until he closed his eyes for the last time. I OWED HIM AT LEAST THAT. Last night I slept with my arms wrapped around him so we could listen to each other' heartbeats one last time. My other Lab slept beside him also, licking his ears and nose. It's hard to belive he is gone."

For those skeptical of the human/animal connection, Babe's owner goes on to say:

"While I was at the vet, I felt my father who had passed away about 7 years ago say. . . "Let him go, I am here to get him. I was the one who gave him his name "Babe" and I am here waiting for him. It's okay to let him go." . When I walked in the door back home afterwards, my mom took me in her arms and the first thing she whispered was, "Your dad has him now ." This was before I was able to tell her that I had felt Dad there waiting for him. It made me feel good they are together.




This is sweet Cassie. She's 8 years old, and the sweetest dog you would ever want to meet... Cassie passed away due to the many tumors she had. This was a dog who had no peers. She was gentle, caring, sweet with a heart as big as herself. I will miss her beyond belief. She will always be in my heart and she has taken part of my soul. Cassie, I was privileged to have you as a friend and a wonderful companion, I thank you for that. Love you. Lu

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We lost big Bug.

Here is what his devastated owner wrote:

"It is with much sadness that I am writing to you. First I want to thank you for allowing me to bask in the joy of having the most wonderful dogs I have ever known. Coco and Bugera... My hope is that I provided them with as much happiness and warmth as they did for me...Almost 3 weeks ago Bugera the Mighty began to show symtoms of malaise... (The meds we tried) made him so much more miserable. We ended up in the urgent care shortly thereafter to treat the beginning stages of bloat. With a heavy heart I decided to put him down..I cannot begin to express the enormous void I have been feeling. I know dogs aren't supposed to notice when their mate is missing but I have to say I'm not sure I believe that entirely. Coco has been behaving unlike herself. It almost seems like she is waiting for Bug to come home. She refuses to eat on Bug's side of the water dish. I have to coax her with stomping my feet to get her up in the morning much like Bug use to do for her. She hangs out in the front room where he used to man the fort. She always hung back in my bedroom when he was here. We are stiffled by the quiet. We can't sleep properly. We miss him immensely... Despite the despair I feel now I would not change things given the opportunity. I think everything happens for a reason. I think you were meant to save Coco and Bugera.I think they were meant to save me."

Once again I am writing to you with bad news. I had to put my Coco to rest December 4th. I knew her time was coming. Despite that, it came as a crushing blow. Coco was the sweetest dog I have ever known. She rarely complained about anything. She loved people, other dogs, sniffing the entire back yard, counter surfing, soft couches, sunny spots and even small annoying children. Best of all she loved me. She was my faithful companion. After Bugera died I wasn't sure how much time I would have left with her. I feel blessed she stuck around as long as she did. She even had enough energy and time left to nurture one of the newest members of my home, an abandoned Chihuahua.

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"My beloved male Doberman, Basco crossed the Rainbow Bridge Friday, 8/31/2007. He has just turned 10 years old this summer. Basco, my 2nd rescued Doberman, joined our family in 2001 and became bosom buddies with his sidekick, Abby, my younger female Doberman. The two of them were a perfect match and enjoyed each other's company for the past 6+ years. He was assisted across the Bridge after bloodwork confirmed a failing liver.....most likely cancer. I didn't want him to suffer needlessly. He had lost the spark in his eyes and had a vacant look on his face....as if to say, "please help me, Mom?" I cradled his head in my lap as he eased across the Bridge and he slipped away most peacefully... I believe he is now chasing rabbits and flushing out quail in the open mesa's (natural fields) on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge, just like he did in his younger days with us."

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Max's owners are sadly running out of options. Here's what they have to say about their hurting baby."

"Max is a delightful 19 month old yellow lab. He is super loving and great with kids and other dogs (never met a cat yet, so don't know about that). The saddest thing is that he was born with bad hips, knees and elbows. He probably has a torn ACL in his left knee and soon to be torn in his right knee. He is on medication for pain management and sleeps most of the day. It's hard for him to get up or sit down, and prefers laying down. He's a handsome and smart boy and has good training. There is nothing negative or undesirable in his behavior from our viewpoint.. He either needs some major surgery and recovery time or a loving home until it's time to release him of his pain. Our professional lives have changed in such a way that we are required to travel most of the year and can't take care of him the way he needs."


Max was euthanized on 6/28/07. Yes, we could have found somebody with the time to work on Max's rehab. The generous readers of this website would have come up with the money to fix all of his knee, hip and elbow problems, but the questions we dog lovers need to answer is,"Because we can do something, should we?" The odds were not good that Max would have ever been able to fetch a ball, run with his family or sleep comfortably at his human family's side. When our dogs cannot live a Lab's existence they depend on us to make the tough decision. Max is now free.

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Sammy's grieving owners had this to say:

"We had to put our beloved yellow Labrador retriever Sammy down after an 8 month battle with cancer. Sammy brought us 5 1/2 years of joy and unconditional love. He acted like his goal in life was to make us happy, and in that he was very successful. We love him and miss him dearly.

My wife, daughter, Shadow, our black Lab and Sammy's best dog friend, our new little doggie Willy and I spent Sammy's last day with him just comforting him and waiting for his last visit to the vet. It was one of the most emotional days of our lives. His last two walks (from the house to the car and the car to the waiting room) were very hard for him physically and us emotionally. When the vet called for Sammy, this is when our daughter realized that this was it. Our daughter crying out "I don't want him to go" "Who will I play ball with" over and over again left every person in the vets office with teary eyes. Sammy had to be carried from the waiting room to the room of his departure. As I stroked his fur to try and comfort him while he was on the table waiting for the injection, I recalled a lot of the great times he & I had. It was quick and seemed to be painless for him. We know it was the right thing to do for him, but it did not make it easier for us.

If there is a place for animals in Heaven, we know that Sammy is there with our other two dogs and all the children up there making them happy as he did us. Thank you Sammy for your life that you shared."

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"And master, when I am old, if the Great Master sees fit to deprive me of my health and sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather see that my trusting life is taken gently, and I shall leave you knowing that with the last breath I drew my fate was always safest in your hands." Anon.

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Chester the chocolate was one of a kind. In his short life he had three names,(Bubba, Charlie and Chester) was with at least 3 families, twice in the Santa Fe Humane, and with us here at the Ranch. When I brought him from Santa Fe to our place he was in my jeep with a wire cage seperating us. Chester did not like to be seperated. He torn down the cage, ripped the back of the seat, chewed through a seat belt came over the seat and we rode home with his head on my shoulder. I loved that dog. That was the effect this guy had on everyone who had the distinct pleasure of knowing him. Finally, after spend his last three months with as loving a family as any Lab could have hoped for, the effects of debilitating seizures took their toll. We don't know why he died, but we sure know why he lived.






Choco is another LODESTAR Dog Ranch alumni who died well before his time. Choco (AKA Buddy) came to us as a 2 year old with a case of pnemonia. He was a sweetheart. I guess some times dogs, like people, don't get as good a "start" as they should. Choco responded to the pressures of his world in an unsocial way. It was an acceptable way in his doggy culture, but unaccepable in the human culture in which he was forced to live. Choco would bite. It may not be fair, but when a dog lives with humans, biting is a death sentence. Such a shame.










"I wanted to let you know that Sonny, our loving 100 pound yellow lab that we got from you back in May 2005, just passed away. Last August our vet discovered that Sonny had a paralyzed larynx that caused him to constantly pant and often gag even when he was just getting a drink of water. She told us then that the condition would eventually kill him. He slept by our bed since the day we brought him home and got along "fairly" well with our other 16 year old lab, Shannon. Sonny never got used to thunderstorms, fireworks or hot air balloons, but he had a very good life here and enjoyed his time with us very much.

My wife and I were holding him when he died at 2 a.m. and I'm glad we were able to comfort him and love on him as he slipped away. He certainly brought us a year of love and laughs. We let our 3 yr old daughter, Charlie, tell him goodbye. She sat and petted him for 10 minutes (even though he had died 6 hours earlier) and then got up and went and got his water bowl and said "I think he's thirsty." She doesn't quite grasp the concept of death yet. "





Taffy 1996-2005 A Hunting Lab


Following is a message we never want to receive here at the ranch. When you read this, you will know how much Taffy was loved by her family and how much she will be missed:


"I had to have Taffy euthanized this past week. There was nothing that could be done..., she had cancer in her digestive tract... and it was a painful existence the last week. I have a son and a nephew (as well as several of their friends) that were heartbroken when I arrived back home without her. She was a great dog, I regret not having her longer. If it is any consolation she did have a happy home the last couple of months of her life, she hunted, ran the fields and swam the ditches, rode four-wheelers and played with the boys, although she was 9 years old, she never acted a day older than a puppy.... Thank you for allowing us to be a part of her last couple of months..... Someday I may be looking for another dog from you, but for now I think it is important for our family to grieve."


If there are any birds in dog heaven, they had better watch out because Taffy's home.












Our lovely momma, Cleopatra, died this morning. She has been on insulin for the past couple of weeks. We thought her diabetes was related to her pregnancy and that it might resolve after she weaned her puppies. They are now two days short of six weeks old, but were still nursing. I have been giving the insulin twice a day and her symptoms (excessive drinking and urination) went away. This morning we had thunderstorms and she hid in the office. She seemed upset and didn’t eat her dry food breakfast. I gave her shot and went to make her wet food mix and feed my other dogs. I heard her breathing hard and went to check on her. She was having a seizure. Karo syrup didn’t work and I rushed her to the vet. In less than a half an hour she died. Her heart gave out. I cannot even believe it really happened. Sweet Cleo is gone. Please send her on with kind thoughts and prayers. Her puppies have no idea that their mom will never return.

Judy Babcock




"My most loyal friend and companion of the last eleven years made her transition on February 20, 2006. Gracie, a.k.a. Princess Grace of Albuquerque started her life as a Chicago street dog. She came to live with me after being rescued by friends of mine who witnessed her disastrous encounter with two speeding cars on a busy boulevard. Her personality and spirit were undeniable, and she made quite an impression on all who met her. We moved to Albuquerque together in 1998, and it was here she learned to overcome her fear of other dogs, swimming and going to the vet. People say I have given her a great life, but I feel truly in her debt for all Gracie has taught me and for the companionship she provided me during some of the toughest years of my life.

Good bye sweet girl."
Stefanie

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Sonja, It's been a year since I lost you, but when I run the trails we used to, you're still there. You'll always be there. Your friend Charlie.

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Oliver was a sweet, shy, 78 pound, 6-7 year old, black male Lab mix who desperately needed a home so he could get on with his life. Our guess is he had been kenneled all of his life until he escaped this very mentally abusive situation. Oliver was slow learning how to be a Lab. He so much wanted to be with his people, and yet his trust level keep him away. There were many folks that helped this troubled Lab go from the scary streets to a loving nurturing home. A mother and daughter team came from Albuqerque several times a week to help socialize him and teach him to trust. An herbalist donated special "drops" to ease his anxieties.

Oliver died 3/25/05.

The two very caring people who took a chance on this big, gangly guy wrote:

"He had internal bleeding probably from cancer. He was such a good hearted, gentle giant and we miss him a lot. We were remembering when we first brought him home and he didn't perk his ears or wag his tail much. But he became comfortable enough with us that he did those things all the time. He would even run to the door when we would come home, wagging his tail. He definitely made our lives better and we think we made his last year better, too."

Big Ollie was at the Ranch in spring and summer of 2004, longer than any other Lab. He was very special to us.

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Scooter died December 29, 2002 at the ripe young age of one. She died like she lived--going all out. Having her here at the Ranch was indeed a privilege and an experience. She wasn't with us long, eleven days to be exact, but she has forever made her mark. We now know how high dogs with a passion for people can jump. When we meet again, I don't think she will be walking over the Rainbow Bridge to greet us. My guess is she'll be jumping over it. Thanks, Scooter.

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Dyodji (D.O.G.) 1997-2003 .


I heard from Dyodji's owner today. I think his words show a man's ultimate love for his dog so I would like to share them with you.


"The news is bad but good...I put Dyodji down last week.... :(It was by far the hardest thing I've ever done in my life ...) I do however believe it was the best thing to do in the situation and I know that he went a happy dog...not only did I take him on a super special no leash walk through the arroyo but I was feeding him treats constantly for about an hour and took your advice when the moment came so I know that I am his last memory and that he felt nothing but love as he fell asleep...we missed a late afternoon thunderstorm and then a series of the worst thunderstorms that I've seen since moving here so we avoided more pain for him....it was almost as if nature herself had been holding back and was breathing a sigh of relief knowing that she can't scare him anymore....I know that's cheezy but it felt right watching the storms....

Thanks Greg for letting us all share in, and learn from, the life of your troubled companion and friend, Dyodji.

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Buddy [1996-2003]
 Buddy, a six year old, yellow, male mix was was adopted from the ranch by a very nice ederly couple. Buddy was their constant companion until one day he just stopped eating, no medical reason was ever found. He just stopped living. His people also lost a part of themselves.

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Lexi a 10 month old, sweet, 32 pound black, Lab who loved to cuddle and play. This little dog bounces like a deer when she ran. She loved to chase a ball and pounce on it. It was an experience to watch her "bounce and pounce." It is not known why, but her time with her new family came quickly and unexpectedly to an end leaving a very sad, little girl behind.

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G.W. was a 3 year old, 90 sweet pound, yellow Lab. He was the joy of his owner's life. G made you laugh just to watch him being a dog. His owner dad took him hunting and swimming with his brother dog, Sam. His "mom" loved to show him off walking him around the neighborhood. Then something happened--one of those things we can't explain. G snapped and became very agressive. After biting a family member and a neighbor, the difficult decision was made. There may be harder decisions in life, but not many.




Koko was very special to us here at the ranch. She came as a 7 year old, 70 pound, blind, stray. The dog gods must have mixed something up and put what ever was meant for her eyes into her heart because she had a big one. We had been doing Lab rescue for over two years when Koko made her appearance, and she was the first Lab to "escape" the ranch. Seven years old, a tad overweight, blind and she was gone--and she did it twice! We determined she had just had a litter and this remarkable Lab was searching for her pups. While she didn't find her pups, she did find Dan and Linda who showed Koko that love didn't need to be seen, it needed to be felt. They loved her and cared for her, and she returned their love until her big heart stopped beating. Now her eyes have opened up to a whole new world.



I took in a puppy 7 weeks ago from animal control, she got her first parvo/distemper shot. She was about 4 month old she was loosing the hair on her nose, but was very playful and got along with all dogs, We named her Sheila and fell in love with her. After she was here a couple of days we took her to the vet because she lost more hair. She had distemper. We tried everything--the antibiotics, and all natural healing things from the book I have about natural medicine for dogs, Sheila loved the little swimming pool. After 3 week she started having seizures and bad ear infections and the vet said there was nothing we could do to save her, We buried little sweet Sheila the next day because some not nice owner didn't give her any puppy shots and dumped her.

Conny and Joe
Alamogordo

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To obtain further information or to learn how to adopt Lodestar Labs, contact Tom Payne:

Lodestar Dog Ranch
Call: 505-286-3729
E-mail:lodestar@rt66.com