In Memory of Morgan



Recently, one of our favorite DDB supporters, Patty, lost her longtime companion, Morgan, to old age related disease. To honor Morgan's life, a few of Patty's dog-lovin' friends from TPRC contacted us and made a donation to Dogs Deserve Better in Morgan's name.

Although I never met Morgan, I feel that I know her through the years of funny and heartwarming stories that Patty has shared with me.

To know Patty is to know a woman who lives for her dogs and for rescue dogs everywhere. As a result, we would like to share a little piece of Morgan's life with you and take time to reflect on how a deeply rescue dog can touch a soul.

Below is a short piece that Patty sent us about her wonderful pup.

Morgan blossomed into the sweetest and most lovable old girl I have ever met! From the time she was a pup, just rescued from the pound, she was always timid and shy. No matter how much coaxing and praise we used with her, it seemed as if that was to be her nature forever until gradually, she just blossomed!

One day, she decided she was no longer afraid of children, other animals, or people. She suddenly decided she loved the entire world!

We got spoiled with such a well mannered and obedient pup. A leash was never needed(though used whenever rules/law required it) and for a dog who never saw a day of obedience, we were in awe and ever so proud of our Morgan!

Any vet who ever saw her got kissed for walking into the room. The mailman's knees were kissed in the Summertime. And our faces were exfoliated frequently!

The only time I can recall Morgan being disobedient was at the ocean. There was nothing she loved more than to go splashing in and stay there! She may have shivered in the cold northeast Atlantic in October but she didn't want to get out. She would go temporarily deaf for the first call or two of her name. When we would become insistent, her head would go down and she would walk as slowly as possible toward the shore, giving us every opportunity to say, "Oh, OK. Five more minutes!" and toss a rock in for her to retrieve.

As she got older and arthritis was more of an issue, we'd coax her out to sit in the sun to warm her joints and rest them. She'd sense when we weren't looking and casually wander back to the shoreline and let the waves tease her paws, then her elbows, then her belly, and then her face would transform into the 9 month old puppy we had rescued from the pound 13 years earlier and she'd run and bounce through the water without hesitation.

On November 6, 2007, Morgan went to Rainbow Bridge to be with our other angel pups, Kasey and Gabby, and to play in the ocean with them until we get there. I know Morgan will be on the Bridge, waiting to kiss me when I get there and welcome me. And I will be there with sneakers on, ready to chase her down to the water's edge and answer her playful barks to throw more rocks!

Thank you Patty for giving Morgan the love and life that she deserved.