Eskie Rescuers United

Coleman
Coleman was one of the last remaining puppies from Sasha. One of the PA 13 pregnant dogs. He was the smallest one, yet he survived the longest. He lived to be about 3 weeks old. As a last desperate measure, we tried to bottle feed him. He survived 2 more days that way, but eventually succumbed. For the first 2 1/2 weeks he lived in a small area under a box in the ground. For his last few days he got out into the world. He even went camping (hence his name Coleman named after a camping stove) and got a chance to go into Walmart. He was in a handbag but he wanted to see what was going on and he poked his head out. His eyes had just opened recently. Even though he lived only for 3 weeks and we only knew him personally for a few days we were quite saddened by his passing away.

Dan D Lion
Dan D was rescued from the injection of death by merely minutes. When he came into rescue, he was covered in his own urine and feces, was not very socialized and was high heartworm positive. Dan D was a fighter and made it through treatment; but while awaiting for a new forever home, it was found that he had throat tumors. His little body was riddled with cancer.

Dan D was pampered with warm blankets, chicken hot dogs (his favorite) and most of all...lots of love. Dan D and Little Bear inspired their generous foster mom, Jane to make a special memory quilt for Eskies. It was the highlight of ERU's 2006 summer fundraiser and helped to pay for the vet care of many of our special needs Eskies. Dan D's brave heart will always be remembered.

Ghostie aka Goblin
Halloween 2006.... a white furry creature somewhat resembling an American Eskimo dog was found alone, mistreated, sick and dumped in a shelter. Could this weary, sad fellow be helped? The answer was a resounding...YES!! ERU pulled him from the shelter and sent him to a temporary foster home to be stabalized. He was so sick, so sad and so very scared. He was moved to a permanent foster home to start undergoing various treatments... in stepped lots and lots of GOOD HEARTED people. People that had never met Goblin aka Ghostie. People that wanted to HELP this poor little dog. Money for his care started coming in. Inquiries on his health were being asked. Yeah Ghostie! He started to decide that maybe life was going to be okay after all. He gained weight, had teeth pulled, started heartworm treatments. A wonderful woman stepped up and asked to adopt the little guy! Hurrah! Ghostie had a family! A dog couldn't ask for anything more... the lady that was adopting him loved him with all her heart! She just couldn't wait to see her Ghostie. She sent him blankets and toys and treats. He was so happy....but he still didn't feel good. He was fighting for his life....his health started going downhill...until finally the heartworms won. However after such a rough start in life Ghostie had found love! He died knowing many, many people loved and cared about him. He will not be forgotten... he was a rare gem that touched so many lives. Ghostie is now over the bridge, healthy and happy running in the fields with friends that have gone before him. Ghostie WE love you!

Ladybug
Ladybug came into rescue as an owner surrender at the age of 15 years and weighing only 12 pounds. She was a shy, very sweet little girl who got along well with cats, dogs and even the kids in the neighborhood. Ladybug lived with ERU foster, Bill, where she was pampered with vitamins, medicine for her arthritis and lots & lots of love and attention. Ladybug was a fragile little girl who, by just looking at her, grabbed your heartstrings and wouldn't let go.

But Lady's health had deteriorated and she crossed the Bridge at the age of "Sweet 16". Her passing was very tough on her foster parent and he buried her in a place of honor behind his home.

Little Bear
Little Bear was also known as "Tilt" by his friends. This little guy gave back to his foster parents by teaching them strength, bravery, humility and love of life! He was extremely courageous as he went through the remaining months of his life with an inoperable brain tumor that left him with no concept of a "horizon line". This made his head tilt to the side and his tongue hang out. But Tilt always stayed happy and spunky.

Near the end, his right eye became paralyzed and eventually the day came when he couldn't stand or walk. Tilt died in the loving arms of his fosters.