Eskie Rescuers United

Mayor Quimbey
Mayor joined the ‘Bradley Bunch’ back in April of 2006. His name suited him — he had eluded Detroit’s Animal Control all spring; preferring to hang out at the mansion and grounds of Detroit’s mayor. He tested a “strong” heartworm positive, so he wasn’t put up for adoption. The big and burly Animal Control officer had tears in his eyes when Mayor’s rescuer came to pick him up — the officer was so relieved that Mayor would have a chance at a new life. Mayor had touched him; he did that with everyone he met, whether in person or through the newsy, heart-warming updates that his foster mom Mary posted to her fellow rescuers. Mayor had such a gentle, mellow, sweet way about him — he became Mary’s shadow and would sit by her quietly every morning when she had her coffee on the porch swing. Mr. B., Mary’s resident Eskie was his best pal and would hover over Mayor whenever he sneezed or coughed. Whenever Mayor would walk through the house all the other Eskies would stand and follow! He truly was Mary's Mayor. Mayor had some interested adopters but when his health prevented or slowed his adoption, it was almost a relief knowing that he wouldn’t be leaving Mary. We laughed and cried along with Mary as she nurtured Mayor through heartworm treatment; we cheered when Mayor’s “bump on the nose” tested benign and then cried when the next specialist reversed the diagnosis. He died in November.

Mayor Quimbey was never adopted. It just wasn’t meant to be. You see, he found his forever home -- with his foster Mary. The author, Jon Katz, writes touchingly about a “forever dog” and how people instantly know what that means. Mayor was Mary’s forever dog. Until it was his time to cross the bridge, he would be loved and nurtured by Mary -- he just wasn’t meant to go anyplace else. He had found his ‘forever home’. He’s up there now, pain-free… at the bridge... waiting by the swing.

Mikey
Mikey was the first senior dog we have ever adopted. When we got him in 2015, we thought we would be his hospice fosters. Instead, he got a second wind and became happy, able to run & walk, funny and so loving. He loved to relax next to his mama and had 4 beds of his own plus a wardrobe of cute outfits to keep his mostly hairless body warm. Mikey enjoyed meeting and flirting(!) with new dogs. He loved everyone and accepted everyone, furry or not. Those almost 5 years spent with Mikey will always be a treasure in our hearts. Mikey’s spirit was bigger than the little body that cold no longer keep him. Mikey’s departure was literally announced by a stunning rainbow that shimmered and made a glittering arc across the sky. Mikey was received by his dad, and fur siblings Brescia, Davinci, Vinnie and Napoleon where they will play and live in light and love till they are joined with their mama and me...........Mayli and Maydelin Someillan, January 18, 2020

Milhuff
Milhuff came into our lives from ERU right after our 16 year old Eskie crossed the bridge. Milhuff changed our lives forever. While the predecessor was a conservative Eskie, Milhuff was a bold, outgoing social butterfly. The predecessor taught Max our Great Pyrenees puppy to be an Eskie. Milhuff came into our life when Max was age 2 & refined his time management training. Milhuff transformed the who cares about a schedule Pyr, to one that now knows every 3 hours has a purpose. Although you were only with us for 3 years the entire household, human & canine, has your built in internal clock as a legacy. We all know what activities must occur at what time & the schedule shall never slip by more than 15 minutes. You never met a person or dog you didn’t like. The possible exception was dogs that were not good canine citizens. Granted you were a bit scrappy when it came to misbehaving dogs. Your predecessor was bullied by Grandmothers small dog. We attribute her quick transformation into a polite dog to your well placed advice to clean up her act. You were overjoyed when someone came up & cradled your head in their hands, while you beamed like a Cheshire cat. If they didn’t cradle your head, you positioned yourself in front of them, looked in their face with that Eskie smile & they couldn’t resist. You became known as the “retail store greeter” by all humans who met you. You crashed the neighbor’s back yard parties just to socialize. Your approach was Hi, I’m Milhuff, talk to me. You performed many duties around the house that you didn’t realize. You kept the cool air out in the winter by being a living door snake. The sign on the back door indicating “Eskie sleeping-open slowly” will never come down. I’m sorry you were afraid of thunderstorms; your weather prediction however was equal to or better than the weather bureau. When you positioned yourself under the end table an hour before a storm, we knew it would thunder. While we may not have been punctional about our mealtime, you on the other hand, knew instinctively that your breakfast was at 8 am, dinner was at 4 pm & it better not be late. We also thank you for guarding our food so no one steals it. We suspect that was because you were a foodie, just waiting for an opportunity. You served as therapist for other family members when their spirits were low. You brought a smile to their face & they temporarily forgot their troubles. You were a joy to walk, never straying from our side without glancing for permission. A great van passenger on rides. An exceptional supervisor while we did yard work. Sometimes you just watched the birds & squirrels & enjoyed the fresh air, that is if it was between 40 & 75 degrees. The 3 season porch was your refuge in cold & hot weather with you enjoying Max’s bed more than he. Sometimes you were just a screwball making us all laugh. We will all miss you & wish we could have had more time to enjoy your unconditional love. Milhuff was an example of what an Eskie can be when they have had kindness & love their entire life. We will never forget you.

Mischief
My little foster boy mischief crossed rainbow bridge today after finding out that he had been suffering with cancer for how long we don’t know. I had him only a month. He was only 8 years old but looked and acted 16. He was a gentle boy even tho the shelter deemed him aggressive. I knew in 5 min why he was snappy. I saw his picture and said to myself he will not die in that shelter. I think I knew then he would not be around that long but wanted to give him the best I could for as long as I could. I just wish it was longer. RIP my sweet boy. I am sure my fur crew has welcomed u with open arms and will show you the way. I loved you the minute I saw you. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️...Cheryl Richardson Brookman, October 15, 2020

Miss Heidi
It's with a heavy heart I had to send my sweet 13 1/2 year old little Miss Heidi over the Rainbow Bridge Monday afternoon. Her health went down hill quickly since Sunday night. Sweet sleep little girl until we meet again. I adopted her and her hubby 14 year old Jackson Dec 14, 2019. Not enough time but I would do it again. She was a feisty sassy bossy mini that kept the household in order. She is greatly missed. Thank you ERU for choosing me to be her last mom........Mary Lodes, August 17, 2020