Bob Schules aka "BL I love Bobby"
June 1993 - October 2, 2009

Bob came to us in 1997. He was to be a "Foster". This was our first failure at "Fostering". He was just suppose to help Disney with her separation anxiety. Bob walked into the house, jumped on the couch and stayed a member of the family. He was a handsome boy. He had the softest ears that he loved to have played with. Bob had a linebacker body where most are receivers. Not big, but solid. He is missed by Disney, our 15 1/2 year old girl. The whole family is missing him, but know he is in a better place, eating nothing but treats and chasing as many rabbits as he can.

We love you and miss you Bob.
Terri, Kevin, Erick, Jasen, Disney and Jesse Schules

Kobi came into my life in July of 1999. He had to be pulled from his crate and I knew instantly he was the one who needed me. He gave me the greyhound "hug" and I was hooked.

He was a big brindle boy with the kindest heart and the gentlest manner, but he was afraid of the wind. I'm positive he enjoyed his life with us. He also enjoyed the caramel candy he got every night.

In August of 2006 when he was diagnosed with cancer I was just devastated and cried very day. I would pet him every night and hope that the lumps in his neck would shrink and that the tumor on his tongue would disappear but never did.

He lost his fight and left me holding him tightly and telling him that it was "OK" as I covered him with his favorite blanket. Kobi you will never be forgotten for you were my heart dog.

Till we meet again wait for us at the Bridge.... Sadly missed by Mary Lou and Carl

Zia “ZeeZee” (pictured with her older sister, Magic)
April 1997 – July 30th, 2009

Zia was adopted for my 13th birthday, but shortly after adopting her we realized she was and would always be my dad’s dog. Zee Zee, as we called her, was Daddy’s Little Girl and would follow him everywhere. One of the only things she actually learned as a command was “Where’s Daddy?” and “Go find him!” Zia loved ear rubs, neck scratches, pats and belly rubs, but most of all she enjoyed holding paws with my father. It was quite a spectacle to see them together; my dad might be on an important conference call with Malaysia, but he still leaned back in his chair, hand extended down so he could hold Zia’s paw. When he would let go, Zee Zee would bat the air until it was held again.

Like most greys, Zee Zee was spoiled; she would not touch her food unless there was a dollop of rice pudding on top or some other offering besides her kibble. In fact, Zia was the only member of our family to actually eat rice pudding.

To us, Zia was many things: a 5th cat, a snow bunny, a comforting wet nose, a wannabe lap dog, and the occasional reindeer, but most of all she was our beloved baby.

After 12 years – 9 of which were spent in lazy retirement, Zia left us very suddenly when we learned she had laryngeal paralysis. Zia has left her paw-print on our hearts and we will never forget her or ever stop loving her. We love you Zia and will adopt a little brother and sister in your memory. You have some big paws to fill.

Love, Kristie, Mommy, Daddy, and the kitty siblings: Magic, Willow, Tucker and Raku.

WOODY HOLLY (STATIC SHOCK) – FEBRUARY 2003 TO AUGUST 23, 2009

After adopting six Greys over the past several years, we decided to help out Greyhound Friends and foster in July of 2008. Twenty fosters later, Woody came into our lives in December of 2008. John wanted to adopt him shortly after he came to us but I was against it as we agreed not to adopt any of our fosters. Woody attended one Open House with our other foster at the new kennel in February 2009 but he wasn’t interested in meeting new people; he walked around with his tail between his legs and his head down. Potential adopters inquired about him that day but John told them that Woody wasn’t available. John had already informed Greyhound Friends that Woody had found his forever home with us; however, he kept it a secret from me for a couple of weeks. It was at that time that I received a greeting card from Woody (with his official dog license from the town) telling me how happy he was at our house and that daddy had officially adopted him!

Woody was a sweet and gentle boy; a true gentleman. He loved to run and he used the house as his racetrack; running from room to room because it was too cold to run outside. At first, we didn’t know what he was doing and then came to realized that he was getting his daily laps in! As warmer weather came, he did his daily laps in our backyard. He would bark when he wanted to go outside and run and would have “conversations” with us when he wanted a treat.

Woody was only with us for nine short months, but we loved him dearly and we know that he loved us back. You could see how happy he was in the way he walked; he had a bounce to his step when he was at his happiest!

In early July 2009, he started to yelp every time he moved his neck. We took him to the vet and he was put on anti-inflammatories but he didn’t improve. A neurologist suggested we have an MRI done. On July 23, 2009, Woody was diagnosed with an inoperable tumor in his spine. We searched for a treatment that would give him more time with us but it wasn’t meant to be; he was put to rest only one month later on August 23, 2009.

Woody; we will never forget you – you will live on forever in our hearts.

Mom, Dad and Josh Holly

Nitrah (Nitro Sister) 3/1/99-6/6/09

Nitrah (Nitro Sister) 3/1/99-6/7/09

On June 6, 2009, our beloved Nitrah passed away at her residence after a 15 month battle with lymphoma. Nitrah was born March 1, 1999, to My Rooster and Nitro Fiesty. When she was four and a half, Nitrah was adopted into her forever home thanks to Greyhound Friends of NJ. Nitrah spent the remainder of her retired life lounging. She would travel from bed to bed and you could always find her cuddling up with the blankets and pillows. A bed made up to Nitrah was not an inviting bed. She would paw at the sheets and pillows until her liking. You would also always find her wherever there was sunlight. Nitrah loved to bask in the sun, especially in Grandma’s picture window or on Mommy and Daddy’s deck. Although Nitrah loved to relax, she also had a feisty side, hence her birth mother’s name. She would always stick up for herself and for her little brother, Remington. Nitrah may be gone, but she will never be forgotten. Nitrah lived her life as a princess and she will now live on in all of our hearts as an angel.

Mommy, Daddy, Tyler & Remi