Memorial: Chevy (#296)

Chevy Crossed the Rainbow Bridge on April 5, 2008

I wrote you in April about my best friend, Chevy's terrible demise. I am still struggling through the grieving process, but am grateful for all the compassion and support I have received from many of you (his foster mom Miriam, and Jeanie, and Diana), and many, many others who were in our life, and knew how much we loved each other.

Two other things I wanted to do with this communiqué, besides thanking you, is to ask if you know of any group, organization, person to pursue the changing of the Oregon law that permitted two Pitbulls to break into my house, murder my best friend and the only consequence is a $250 fine and they are now classified as "potentially dangerous dogs"... Somehow that just does not seem an equitable consequence.

The second is I do not have much money, and I want to add Chevy (a.k.a. His Native American name "Red Dog Barking"... He was much loved and revered by the community of men I'm involved with [The Mankind Project] and they gave him that name.) to the memorial list. What needs to happen to do so?

This is something I wrote for him. Please feel free to share.

Still Grieving but grateful for all you do.
Steven

Chevy Adopted September 2002

In September of this year we met Chevy (#296). A four year old, energetic, happy Golden Boy at a foster home in Eugene. I must say it was love at first sight, and we connected like we had known each other all out lives. ( Reincarnation??)

When I first brought him home, he was startled at the "Giant Blue Dog" which stood in my driveway. (It's actually a 60 foot high chip bin where wood chips are stored from the furniture factory I work at. ) For two weeks, everytime he saw it, he would run barking to confront it and try to get this monster to leave. When I would open the front door, he would run out to make sure this Big Dog knew he was taking over this territory. When we would drive in the driveway we had to watch our eardrums since he would start in before the car stopped. As soon as the door was open, he do the "barking stand off" routine to let this critter know who was Alpha... Apparently, it got the message, since he ignores it now.

We do everything together. Brushings every night. He sleeps on the bed. We drive to the coffee house. He goes to work with me in the morning. ( Where there are 30 fans that clamor for his attention.) We do a "walk about "of the company property line each morning looking for anything out of place. Then he gets to come home and nap till lunch (since I live on site at my work place). We have lunch together. Every other week he love seeing the cleaning ladies show up, cause they have a baby, and he adores the small infant strapped to Moms chest. We go for walks along the river, and chase balls in the river. We travel up to Seattle and visit the kids and grandkids. Heck, if I put a side car on my motorcycle, I believe he'd be ready to head down the road barking merrily at every dog, bird, or horse he'd see.

All this story is to relay one thing to all of you at Golden Bond.

To say Thank You for your passion and dedication to helping find loving, caring homes for these animals.

In a time when we hear of the insane cruelty bestowed upon some animals (, like the 129 horses in central Oregon,) it gives me heart that there are those of us that believe there is connection between us all. As the Lakota Indians say: "Ho Muh-Tak We-Ahsin"... WE ARE ALL RELATED.

Happy Loving Holidays

Steven, Robin & Chevy

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