Fancy Danser - standard poodle extranair

by Becky Uhrick
(Indiana)

Fancy was 7 months old when I rescued her from a breeder.
She had lived in a small cage 20 plus hours a day.
She was so shy at first we could not look at her or talk to her inside the house, where she would piddle in fear, needless to say, we spent alot of time outside. Being a groomer allowed me to take her to work where the quiet soft spoken customers would spoil her in the manner in with she wished to be acustomed. It took years and tons of patients. She came to realize that she was indeed THE QUEEN and acted as such. She was always skiddish but she trained and taught me at least as much as I did her.
she lived a happy content life that any dog could want. She was a dog who filled my life with more joy, love, grace, and beauty than any person could hope for. The very first thing I promised that sweet girl was I would not let her suffer needlessly. The day arrived that she was waiting for her much loved daddy to come home from work as usual. She played with her friends Munchkin, a shih-pom mix and her little buddy Tater Tot, a toy poodle, every day. They would then walk around the pond searching out frogs and such. Apon comming back in they always get their snacks, and it would be time for Fancy's nap and cuddle time with daddy. One day she just could not get comfortable and having been diagnosed with cancer it was time for her final ride to the vet. As she went to her final reward , those she loved and trusted held her as she died. She was 16 years old and she will always be loved and missed. Would I rescue another?? Yes, of course, when the time is right.
This letter composed by the maid, groomer and very lucky mom.