Connie says, "Every time I get one of these I just get sick at heart. Every one of our dogs has a special story and a special place in my heart. RIP sweet Dutchie we will always love you.
Dutch came to us from his previous owner in Salina Ks in 2007. They loved him dearly but did not have a fenced yard and Dutch was often out of the yard. After a couple of run ins with animal control there, his family reluctantly decided to send Dutch to rescue in Colorado.
When he arrived we realized what a beautiful, special boy he was so of course he deserved a special home. It was Dutch’s lucky day that when Phil came with his friend Wayne to look at another one of our dogs that Phil and Vicki just happened to be looking for a dog themselves. Phil fell instantly in love and took Dutch home to meet Vicki where he became a special and very much loved member of their family.
Below is the letter from Vicki informing me of the loss of their special boy":
Dear Connie: It is with overwhelming grief that we tell you that our precious beloved Dutchie passed away on July 4th. He was having a wonderful time on a horseback ride with Phil on our property in the early morning when it was still cool. He was so happy, crossing our water canal (he loved water), chasing wild turkeys, and on the scent of a coyote. And, he was with Phil, which was the most important thing to him. (From the moment Phil came to your place and brought him home, they had a special bond.) Phil stopped all along the way to rest and Dutchie was ready to go. When they got to the back of our place, he turned around and Dutchie was not right behind him. He was just a little ways behind him and was already gone. Phil tried CPR, but he had already passed. He must have had a massive heart attack as he was gone instantly. We cannot begin to tell you the how devastated we are. We could not have loved him any more and he loved us too. We can only find some comfort in knowing that he was doing what made him the happiest and we don't believe that he suffered any. We miss him terribly and grieve for him daily. He was our constant companion. He was never left with anyone and always was with us. We planned our trips around whether it was cool enough for Dutchie. We bought him cool pads, a cool vest. Anything we could do to make him a happy camper. He even slept on a twin bed. He was just such a treasure to us; bringing joy to our lives daily. It was always the three of us. He was so loyal, protective, smart. He was not everyone's dog, but our dog. He loved us. I could go on and on. You could set your watch by him. He ate at 6 AM and 5 PM and had his cookie at 7 PM. If he was out with Phil when it was time for supper, he would come back to the house, eat, and then go back to Phil. We loved him so much. He had just turned eight years old in June. We thank you every day for rescuing him and could never understand how someone could give up this precious animal. He was truly a gift from God. He is buried right behind our house with our other dogs. They are in a beautiful spot where I can check on them daily.
"Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unwakened".