Ode to Bridgett
Did you ever have a dog that meant the world to you?
That would be my Bridgett.
(All good pictures are in Tulsa. These are what I have here. I will post better ones soon)
We had Bridgett from 1991-2003. She was a pound puppy that had been abandoned on the doorsteps. Elaine Lee, founder of Animal Rescue Foundation (ARF) in Tulsa, saw Bridgett's little shaking body in the cold cage and instantly had to save her.
Unfortunately, Elaine had a tendency to do this a lot and her husband had told her no new dogs.
Elaine did not want to upset her husband, but she also did not want to leave this scrawny, malnourished, scared little puppy in the cage. The solution? Elaine took Bridgett and hid her in her clothes hamper until she could find a vet to take her.
She found a vet and they ran an add for Bridgett. We saw and went up to look at her. My Mother noticed she walked sideways. Come to find out, Bridgett had a broken hip and ribs that had healed on their own. At this point all we knew about this dog was she was under 9 months old, had been badly abused and had the sweetest disposition ever.
After a few surgeries and a story on the front page of the Tulsa World, we were able to take Bridgett home. Now the average Boston Terrier is 15-25 pounds. The day we brought my Bridgett home she was 6 pounds, had a cone around her neck and a hot pink cast on her leg. This was a special dog.
Though Bridgett had a rough first year of her life, we like to think that we made the rest of her life as enjoyable as possible. Bridgett was a true member of the family. She traveled from Washington DC to Canada with us. Bridgett was everywhere we were.
Yes this was taken in the 90's-hence the Dexters and high water jeans.
In the last years of her life she had different ailments, as most animals and people do. Her final diagnosis was in her heart. Our wonderful dog had an enlarged heart that lead her to have seizures. In the end, her large heart is what ended her life.
Bridgett is missed dearly by my family and by me. She is buried in my parents back yard in her favorite place to bask in the sun.
We miss you Bridgett.
Did you ever have a dog that meant the world to you?
That would be my Bridgett.
(All good pictures are in Tulsa. These are what I have here. I will post better ones soon)We had Bridgett from 1991-2003. She was a pound puppy that had been abandoned on the doorsteps. Elaine Lee, founder of Animal Rescue Foundation (ARF) in Tulsa, saw Bridgett's little shaking body in the cold cage and instantly had to save her.
Unfortunately, Elaine had a tendency to do this a lot and her husband had told her no new dogs.
Elaine did not want to upset her husband, but she also did not want to leave this scrawny, malnourished, scared little puppy in the cage. The solution? Elaine took Bridgett and hid her in her clothes hamper until she could find a vet to take her.
She found a vet and they ran an add for Bridgett. We saw and went up to look at her. My Mother noticed she walked sideways. Come to find out, Bridgett had a broken hip and ribs that had healed on their own. At this point all we knew about this dog was she was under 9 months old, had been badly abused and had the sweetest disposition ever.
After a few surgeries and a story on the front page of the Tulsa World, we were able to take Bridgett home. Now the average Boston Terrier is 15-25 pounds. The day we brought my Bridgett home she was 6 pounds, had a cone around her neck and a hot pink cast on her leg. This was a special dog.
Though Bridgett had a rough first year of her life, we like to think that we made the rest of her life as enjoyable as possible. Bridgett was a true member of the family. She traveled from Washington DC to Canada with us. Bridgett was everywhere we were.
Yes this was taken in the 90's-hence the Dexters and high water jeans.In the last years of her life she had different ailments, as most animals and people do. Her final diagnosis was in her heart. Our wonderful dog had an enlarged heart that lead her to have seizures. In the end, her large heart is what ended her life.
Bridgett is missed dearly by my family and by me. She is buried in my parents back yard in her favorite place to bask in the sun.
We miss you Bridgett.
3 comments:
I remember Bridgett...stories about her...and if I'm not too old..I think I remember her visit to good ol Walker Hall at OCU!
ah, sniff... she is precious!
What an awesome story...I was looking forward to seeing this post! I do love having a boston terrier. Monty was a great addition to our little family!
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