We have also now added Text-to-Donate feature! It’s simple and secure. You can use any major credit card as well as Google Pay and PAYPAL! Text the number 44321 (how easy is THAT number to remember?!) and type the letters SPR ( all capitals) in the message area. A secure link will come up with simple instructions. After that, you can text a donation of any amount to Small Paws anytime without filling out your information again! We hope you enjoy the ease and security of Text-to-Donate, to help the Bichons!
Gem of the Day: Revelation 5:13 Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, saying: “To him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be praise and honor and glory and power, for ever and ever!” ~ The Bible, Witten by John, known as the Apostle Whom Jesus Loved.
Sally Anne Pressnall, with my husband Dale, after a run, back in August of 2004.
We thought she was about 6 months old but when she went in to be spayed, they said she was more like 9 months old. Dale rescued her from from a Kansas highway and their amazing story is in the link above.
Sally Anne was a purebred OGK. (Only God Knows).
This is how many of you will remember Sally Anne, over the years at the Oklahoma Bichon Bashes.
She was 18 years and 4 months old when we we made the final decision of love for our girl, at 1:00 a.m. Tuesday morning at our wonderful Emergency Hospital, Oklahoma Veterinary Specialists.
She was wasting and had lost 20% of her body weight in the last month, and had her third seizure that night, and we knew it was time.
Sally, back in 2016 after her second ACL surgery. (When one side goes, many times the other will follow.)
Sally ran for 16 years with Dale and when he would Mountain Bike in the woods by our home, Sally was always with him.
Over the years, she had two ACL surgeries, the last one here in 2016. She never really recovered fully enough to run with Dale, anymore. (At 77 years old, Dale still runs, bikes and lifts weights. He does one of those things 6 out of 7 days.)
But she was a happy girl and she was always so wonderful with our Bichons. She once weighed 45 pounds, but when she went Home to God, she was down to only 31.
Sally Anne is in no more pain. She is whole again in the arms of my Jesus. How do I know?
John, one of the Apostles, saw what was to come. He wrote it down in Revelation, and I believe him. He said he saw EVERY CREATURE in Heaven, praising Jesus for ever and ever and that’s a long, long time.
Our God has given us all a way to get to be with the dogs of our lives, forever and ever and ever.
If for no other reason than that, trust Him with your very lives. I have and I’ve never regretted it.
Godspeed to our wonderful, big, black, shaggy terrier mix, girl. She was our only girl and we shall love her and remember her for the rest of our lives, until we see her again.
We have an update on little Bliss, the dog with the mammary tumors and it’s great news. They did one half of the mastectomy and there is no cancer. The masses were benign. They are going to do the other side in a few weeks after she recovers as there are several more masses . Thank you for helping little 10 year old Bliss.
We have a matching donation challenge that was texted in by Jeanne Montross and her Bichon Chipper, from the Villages in Florida, for $500.00. Thank you so much Jeanne, and I hope someone can match you.
“Well I think the prayers are working yesterday I thought she was dying. Respirations 60, heart rate 156 dry nose. Was out of most of the day and evening. Today she was like herself and no tarry stools. Today Isabella has tarry oils stools. They went to the vet today had ultrasounds and I am waiting for the results. In the meantime I would like to issue a matching challenge of $500 in memory of all the wonderful bichons I have had.
Thank you all for being our family. Even though we are one less after loosing our Sally Ann at 18 years old. I’m going to see all of the dogs of my life again and the comfort that gives me is beyond measure.
All My Love, Robin
The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done
For this – the last battle- can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend,
Only, stay with me until the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close – we two – these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.