It was with a heavy heart that Gary gave us the news of the passing of his dear basset Tanisha – who lost a very short battle with cancer. Tanisha, like her dad Gary, was a dedicated supporter of the Calgary Basset Rescue and had attended our Waddle for the past 5 years. Tanisha had just turned 11-years old this past October.
Gary says this: “She was my everything. And I will miss her dearly.” Any of us who have also lost our bassets can easily share this sentiment. They are always such an important part of our lives and we miss them dearly when they are gone. To leave a condolence message for Gary, please leave a message below:
Odie came into the Brown family’s lives in May of 2003. She was the last in her litter and, as they say, they saved the best for the last. She was the first dog her mom Gladys had ever owned and was a typical basset baby. She chewed everything that the kids left on the floor and stole food off of the counters (and even out of the neighbor’s hands!). If someone in the neighborhood left their gate or door open, Odie would walk right in and make herself comfortable. And just when the Browns thought there was no hope of getting her house trained, she got the hang of it but not before one of her human family members did a sit up right into a pile of poop. So is the price of fitness!
The Browns enjoyed going for walks around the neighborhood where Odie knew pretty much everyone and had quite the loyal following. People would come out of their houses to tell the Brown family how much they enjoyed watching them walk by every day. Two bassets and one blue heeler, each with their own idea of which way to go, is sure to entertain anyone!
Odie was lucky enough to live with two other basset hounds from the Calgary Basset Rescue. The first was Beauregard. They would play together until Beau would finally pin her to the ground, leaving Odie howling at the top of her lungs until he let her get up. They would also share the front seat of the car, often lying on top of each other.
After Beau passed away, Miss Lucy moved in and Lucy and Odie were lucky enough to pose together for the Miss September page of the 2016 Calgary Basset Rescue calendar. They did really well posing together until Lucy started to talk (she has quite a few stories to share). Odie, of course, was having none of it and that was the end of the picture taking.
Sadly, Odie passed away right before her 13th birthday. As the Browns look back at all of her pictures throughout the years, they remember things once forgotten. And with the laughter and many tears, they know that Odie will forever be with us all in our hearts. Click here to leave any condolences messages for the Browns.
We are very sad to report that the Shermans recently lost their beloved basset Oakley, soon after the loss of their basset-Dalmatian mix Oscar. Oakley was 16-years old when he passed and took the ‘Oldest Basset Award’ at the Calgary Basset Rescue Waddle two years ago.
While coming into the Shermans’ lives after being cruelly abandoned by the neighbours, Oakley had an incredible and long life with his new family and was very much loved. Oakley was a very vocal guy with the perfect amount of bassitude. He loved cheeseburgers and bones and used to bug his mom Cara in the shower to get his ears and face washed —-every time!!
In fact, Oakley was his mom’s “Velcro” and went with Cara wherever she went. He only knew one trick, which was to roll over. And up until a couple of day before his passing, he still used to think he was one of the puppies in the dog park. Even though his old body couldn’t handle the playing, he always went over and made friends anyway.
Oakley passed away at home peacefully in his sleep, snuggled up on his dog bed. Click here to leave any condolences messages for the Shermans.
Hunter came into the lives of the Fraser family 16 years ago. They had Tracker in their lives at the time and they wanted to enrich his life with a brother. When Hunter met Carole and Harold Fraser as a little pup, he knew he had found his forever home. The sentiment was mutual because his family fell deeply for Hunter.
However, when Hunter came home, Tracker wasn’t the happiest sibling. Tracker wanted nothing to do with Hunter until Hunter got under his skin. It wasn’t long, then, that Tracker began to fall in love with his brother as well.
Hunter was meant to come into the Fraser fold. He had issues like snoring too loud at night, itching like crazy, and an insane fear of fireworks and thunderstorms. My goodness – the poor pooch! But the Fraser clan accepted him and tried to help him get through his issues.
Carole has always referred to Hunter as “the Bestest Boy”. Hunter’s passing has been hard on the family but they know that dogs teach us so many things about life including how to love unconditionally.
As the Fraser family always says: “We learn so much from this painful, yet blissful lesson of loving our dogs. And it is all worth it. Ten times over and over and over. I’d do it again, and again and again. No matter how hard it is to say goodbye at the end. It is worth it. I have learned to love. And I have finally learned to love and let go and love again.” Please click this link to leave a message for the Fraser family.