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These precious friends left their pawprints on our hearts.
We honour them here with their stories and look forward to seeing them again at Rainbow Bridge.


Despite all his medical problems, Cromwell purred with pleasure when people talked to him or cuddled him.  He was very snuggly.  He enjoyed putting his nose on the nose of the person holding him, or patting their face with his paw.  He lived at the Florenceville Veterinary Clinic with many other feline friends with whom he liked to snuggle and play.  One day, Dr Drost noticed he was not quite himself, and when she examined him it was determined that he had FIP, a deadly and incurable feline disease. 

Cromwell was immediately adopted by the loving staff of the Clinic.  During his last days, he had all the best toys, the softest bed, the best food, and all the cuddling he could possibly want.  He even got to go home with one of the staff so that he could sleep in a bed with someone who loved him at least once in his life.  To the sadness of all of us, Cromwell left us on January 8, 2009.  There was not a dry eye in the clinic, and many keyboards became saturated with the tears of loving volunteers as they read the e-mail announcing the sad event.  Although Cromwell's life was short, because of the people who rescued him, cared for him, and loved him, his life was full of joy, and he left us surrounded by loving family.  We'll all see him again at Rainbow Bridge.  We miss you, Cromwell.
Cyrus was diagnosed with a collapsed lung.  His colour was very bad, and he had fluid around his lungs.  He had difficulty breathing, his heart rate was very slow and he was in serious trouble.  Due to the large financial requirements to help this little stray's recovery, he was accepted by DunRoamin'.  Along with his other problems, Cyrus had fleas, earmites and was very thin.  He felt so terrible that he had stopped eating in the previous couple of days.  Medical interventions were undertaken which re-inflated his lung and helped him to breathe a little easier.

Despite all medical assistance, Cyrus was unable to recover, and he passed away on January 25, 2010.  We're grateful that he was warm, pain-free and loved in his last few days.  He was a beautiful little boy.

This little guy is named Sweets, after a character on the TV show, "Bones."  Sweets was part of a spay/neuter initiative for a feral cat colony in the Centreville area.  He was only about six months old, and came to us on November 21, 2009. 

Sweets was live trapped, as he was thought to be feral.  When he was examined prior to his neuter, it was learned that he was very thin, pale, had earmites and wounds on all four legs.  His front right leg was by far the worst.  X-rays revealed that the entire humerus bone in his leg was infected, probably from a bite-and-crush injury sometime in the past.  This would have been very painful for him.

It was necessary to amputate Sweets's leg to save him, and the operation was successful.  His other medical problems were treated, and he stayed at the Clinic where he became very close to several of the female cats, including Dixie and Phyllis, with whom he liked to cuddle  Sweets seemed to be doing quite well, but his infection began to spread, and he was in pain.  As this particular infection would not get better, Sweets was humanely euthanized on February 10, 2010.  We'll miss him.  We're very grateful to have known him, and we know he's grateful for the care and attention shown to him by all the DunRoamin' Volunteers who knew and loved him.

Makita was born in a feral colony in Woodstock, NB on September 15, 2009.  Her mother subsequently rejected her and she was not thriving.  She needed to be fed by syringe every few hours and as the senior citizen who was caring for her found this task to be overwhelming, she was taken in by DunRoamin' on October 19 and fostered by the Hull Family in Woodstock.  Makita left us on February 10, 2010, much too soon.   We'll all miss her.  Here is the Hull Family's goodbye to her:

"We knew we were in trouble when Jet taught her to hiss, at only 3 weeks of age.  She was so tiny when she first came to our home that she would often sit on Dad's Makita drill battery charger to keep warm.  We tossed around a few names, but finally settled on Makita, as it seemed fitting.  Since she was only 3 weeks old and abandoned by her mother, we had to bottle feed her, and because she was just SO darn cute we continued to bottle feed her until she started chewing through the rubber nipples. 

Over time she wormed her way into all of our hearts.  Makita loved all her foster brothers and sisters, and they all loved her, too.  She loved playing with toy mice, and as fast as we would pick up all her toy mice, she would have them all out again.  She was growing and changing like any normal kitten, until one day she was sleeping all the time and her breathing seemed to be shallow and rapid.  We took her to the vet and found out the terrible news that she had FIP, a fatal disease that would bring her little life to an all-too-sudden end.

It is comforting to know that we were able to give her the opportunity for a life outside of a feral colony.  She will forever be in our hearts and I know until we see her again she will be playing with the bottomless basket of mice in the sky.  We love you, Makita!!"

Forever and Always,
The Hulls

This is Dixon. He is an older German Shepherd dog, maybe around ten years of age, but it's hard to tell because of all he's been through.  On March 14, 2010, he was found as a stray in the woods near Grand Falls, NB.  He was in terrible shape, and was brought in on an emergency basis.  Dixon had porcupine quills in his face and he vomited up about 20 more.  He was extremely emaciated, dehydrated and weak.  His fur was saturated with gravel and road salt.  He had a tumour on his right front leg. He quickly put on almost 13 pounds in four days, once he was given sufficient food.

Dixon is a very nice boy.  He's very grateful to the SPCA officer who brought him for help.  Dixon lived with Dr Drost and her pack where he was given all the things he had missed out on, like lots of good food, the softest of beds, hugs and gentle scratches on the ears, and lots of other friendly dogs to keep him company.

Sadly, as a result of the strain his body had undergone while trying to survive, Dixon developed an untreatable condition which involved fluid around his heart.  On the evening of March 26. 2010, after his favourite meal of pancakes and real maple syrup, Dixon went to Rainbow Bridge where he'll wait for all those who loved him.  He's perfectly healthy now, and he finally has the home he truly deserves.  We'll all miss him.
On November 25, 2008, an SPCA officer responded to a call in the New Denmark area where she rescued Prudence who was all on her own and no one would take her in.  She was only about eight months old.  Prudence came to the Clinic and was treated for fleas, worms and earmites.  She was hungry, cold, and very lonely - she loves people. 

Prudence stayed at the Clinic until December 10, 2008, when she went to a great foster home where she would have the opportunity to be loved and learn that there are good people out there who are willing to help God's creatures.  Prudence was a small, quiet and beautiful cat.  She preferred to eat only dry Purina cat food and drink from stainless steel bowls, two preferences of many that were afforded to her by her loving foster family.  She'd like to thank Jeff for taking her in, and especially for ensuring she was aware of just how much she was loved by him.

On the weekend of April 10, 2010, Prudence left us suddenly and unexpectedly.  She will be very sadly missed, but will wait at Rainbow Bridge to see those who changed her life forever once again.  She knows she was loved, and will wait patiently in the sunshine until she sees her family again.
Spencer came to DunRoamin' on June 29, 2009, and was adopted by a family from Woodstock where he was very well loved.  Following is their memorial for him:

                        In Loving Memory of Spencer

Spencer passed away very suddenly on January 9, 2010.  We adopted him on August 18, 2009 and immediately he began leaving paw prints on our hearts and on all of those who met him and came to know him.  He was a large, fluffy tabby whose heart was as big as he was.  He was gentle to the four little boys who often came to visit.  He'd jump up on anyone's legs if they would welcome him.

Here's to you, Spencer.  Your paw prints will always be on our hearts.  You are sadly missed by Clifford & Joan, Dylan, Jacob, Brady and Wyatt, and your feline buddy, Milo.

In May 2005, Edie, a beautiful black dog, was surrendered to the Florenceville Veterinary Clinic by a person in the Perth area who could no longer care for her  She was found to be pregnant, but in good health.  Edie delivered eight puppies at Dr Drost's home shortly after her arrival.  Eugene, Charlene, Earle, Francine, Hoss, Lilith, Rosie, and Woody all found loving homes.  Everett, Tucker, Hattie and Wallace from a former litter were also fortunate to find permanent homes.

Edie, a very gentle, quiet, and affectionate dog, was very fortunate to find a new home with a very good and caring lady, and was renamed Mollie.  She went to live with this lady in Knowlesville where she was treated like a queen, and was very good to her family in return.  She loved her time spent with her saviour, and was extremely happy and content.

Sadly, on April 12, 2010, Mollie succumbed to a liver disorder.  She leaves behind many grieving friends and family.  We are all very happy to know that she had such a loving family, and that she was finally able to live the life she deserved.  We extend our sympathy to her family, and know that she will never be forgotten.
This is Wilhelmina.  On December 28, 2009, she was brought for help from the Centreville area.  A few days previously, a gentleman had noticed her hunched on the side of the road while driving to visit his mother, and thought perhaps she was hunting.  On his return drive home some hours later, he saw her again, still hunched in the exact same location, and realized that something was definitely wrong, since she hadn't moved in all that time.  He picked her up and took her home.  She was soaking wet and freezing cold, as well as hungry.

She was examined by Dr Drost and found to be about a year old.  She was thin and had fleas, but due to the kindness of the man, was doing much better.  Although the gentleman wanted  to care for her, he was unable at this time to take her in.  She was accepted by DunRoamin', and stayed at the Clinic where she enjoyed a soft bed, heat, and warm food.  She was quite timid, but once she was picked up and realized no one was going to hurt her, she'd relax and cuddle in.  She's a beautiful girl. 

On May 11, 2010, Wilhelmina displayed difficulty in breathing.  Upon examination, it was learned that she had infected fluid around her lungs.  She left us on that day, leaving behind many tearful friends. We're very grateful and honoured to have known you, Willie, and know that you're happy, healthy, and playing with all the best toys in the very warmest and most loving of homes.  We'll miss you.
These two cute little guys are Cory and Trevor, best-loved family and friends of Krista, Mike, Sawyer and Edna.  They were originally adopted from the SPCA in Orillia, ON in August, 2008, and lived happily with their family for two years.  They loved their humans with whom they loved to cuddle (especially with Mike) and they loved their dogs, especially Edna, with whom they played all the time!  They traveled with their humans to New Brunswick on vacation on occasion, and loved them dearly.

Corey and Trevor left their family on May 6, 2010, and although they are sadly missed, we know they are in a better place.  They will always be remembered.
Ray was a beautiful German Shepherd who was trapped in the rising waters of the Saint John River when it flooded on the first day of May, 2008.  He had been left behind by his owners, and was very cold and scared.  Several ideas were generated as to how to save him, but were not executable.  However, with the gracious and generous assistance of the Hartland Fire Department and their Zodiac rescue boat, Ray was rescued from the waters and brought to safety.  This could not have occurred without the able assistance of the members of the Hartland Fire Department.  Thank you once again. 

Ray, who was thought to be about 12 years old at the time, was immediately adopted by Larry and Mildred Drost and given the life he deserved.  He was very grateful to live indoors with lots of friends, toys and warm beds, and to have his every want and need addressed quickly and efficiently.  Ray spent the next two years of his life as he deserved - pampered, spoiled and loved.

However, as an older dog, his health gradually deteriorated, and on June 11, 2010, he left us.  He spent the last two years, the best part of his life, with people and friends who loved him, and we know how grateful he is to his family for giving him this life.  He will be missed.
On August 4, 2010, we lost a very dear soul.  Baby Mikey came to DunRoamin' when he was found all alone in the parking lot of the Save-Easy in Bath, NB.  He was not even four weeks old.  He had a broken hind leg, as well as the usual fleas and worms associated with strays who have no one to care for them.  He was dehydrated and hungry as well.

Mikey was beautiful, with long hair and eyes that gazed at his rescuers with gratitude and hope.  Unfortunately, he was so tiny and weak that he passed away despite the valiant attempts of two veterinarians to help him, perhaps due to a blood clot which may have reached his lung as a result of his broken leg.  We wish you were still here, Mikey, but we know you're happy and healthy in a better place now.
Loup was the best dog ever.  She was originally found in the Wicklow area about ten years ago.  The pads of her feet were badly worn, and it appeared she had recently had puppies.  Fortunately, she was rescued by Dr Drost and her husband, Larry.  That began a whole new life for her.

Loup was happy, loving and had a great sense of humour.  She was grateful to have a real family, and when asked "Who's your favourite?" she'd answer "You-you-you-you-you!!!" in her wonderfully high-pitched voice.  She was adored by her extended family of cousins, aunts and uncles and her many friends as well.  She left us on August 9, 2010, but we'll never forget her.  Nor will her best friend Freeman, who spent the best part of his life with her as his very best friend.  Who could possibly be luckier people than Freeman, Mildred and Larry to have had her in their life for these many years past?  Thanks for being our friend, Loup.  We'll miss you.
On August 26, 2010, Popsicle was found when a man heard her screaming in a field on Burnham Road in Florenceville, NB.  She was very cold, so cold that her body temperature would not register.  She was very young, maybe only two or three weeks old.  The people who found her searched for more kittens, but found none.  She was starving, dehydrated and almost frozen.

Popsicle was given a sugar drip and warm intravenous solutions to help bring her body temperature up.  It was less than 32*C when she was brought in (that's the lowest the thermometer will register) and life cannot be sustained on its own for very long at below 35*.  Her temperature should have been about 36*.  Popsicle was grateful to be safe and warm.  She stayed at the Brooks Family Foster Home for the weekend because she required constant care and frequent feeding by syringe. 

On August 28, 2010, Popsicle's health took a turn for the worse.  Her temperature skyrocketed to 41.8*, and medical intervention was unable to compensate.  She left us on August 29, 2010.  Thanks to the people who rescued, treated and cared for her, during her short life she was loved and she was warm, pain-free and had a full belly.  We're grateful for that.
Gus was a five month-old Cairn Terrier who came from a breeder in Harvey, NB.   He was only in the family for a short while, but he managed to make a very big impression on all of us.  He was the sweetest little boy anyone could have ever met.  He was always happy and everybody loved him (excluding the cats).  You could always find him playing with our older dog, Earl, and when Gus passed away, you could tell Earl was missing him.

When Gus left us in the spring of 2010, he left with a very big part of our hearts.  He will always be remembered as the fun, loving puppy that he was.
Grace came to us when she was a year old, and was part of our family for more than eight years.  It was obvious from the moment she arrived at our house that she would be the queen of everyone.  It didn't take long for the other cats to realize that messing with Grace would cost them their nose.  Our older dog, Earl, however, was her bud.  Although Grace had never been particularly fond of cuddling, you'd occasionally wake up finding her cuddled up in your bed.

In May of 2010, Grace left us.  She will always be missed greatly.
On September 24, 2010, a young boy heard a cat crying in the woods near his home in Oakland, NB.  She had been badly injured. Oakland, a small six-month old black kitten had apparently been hit by a car and had crawled into the woods.  He and his family immediately brought her for medical attention.

Sadly, her injuries were too severe, and she passed away shortly after arriving at the Clinic.  We're grateful for her chance, and that she died warm and pain-free.
Maris came to us on the morning of October 22, 2010.  She had been found in a garden in Knowlesville the previous day, and the lady who found her recognized that she needed medical attention.  Maris was immediately accepted by DunRoamin'.  She was thin, cold, hungry and had an upper respiratory infection.  She was also starving.  Subsequent tests showed that she has feline AIDS.  She weighs only 3.7 pounds, and is between five and seven years old. 

Maris, sadly, was too ill to survive.  She was kept warm and safe, and she was loved.  Maris passed away during the afternoon of October 22, 2010.  We'll see her again at Rainbow Bridge.
Mel is a beautiful 19-year-old Beagle who was adopted in 2001 when she was retired from the Atlantic Veterinary College where she had been a teaching beagle.  Her friend Charlie, seven years old, was rescued from an overpopulated home.  These were probably the best things that ever happened to them, because they became part of a household where they were loved and taken care of with the utmost love and compassion possible.

On October 31, 2010, Mel and Charlie went to Rainbow Bridge where they're happy, healthy and will run and play together in the soft green grass until they are reunited with their family.  They are missed.
Flanders is a six-month old German Shepherd mixed-breed pup who was found in the Tobique area.  He was very sick upon his arrival at medical help on November 9, 2010.  A large amount of fluid was drained from his belly, but was unsuccessful in saving him.

Flanders left us to go to Rainbow Valley in the early-morning hours of November 10, 2010.  We're grateful he could pass on in a warm, pain-free and loving environment.  We're grateful he was found and cared for in his last hours.

Harley came to DunRoamin' on June 13, 2006, and was adopted on June 23,2006. Following is his story as written by his loving mother.

"Harley was our first DunRoamin' stray.  He was rescued from the shelter in Fredericton because health issues would make him unadoptable.  I fell in love with him the minute I saw him.  He was a beautiful black and white harlequin cat.  He moved into our house with his new dog sister Sable where he fit in like it was always meant to be.

Sadly, on November 14, 2010, Harley was diagnosed with diabetes, fell into a coma and died.  He is now reunited with Sable who we lost nearly two years ago.

I'm sure that time will dull the pain of losing Harley.  He was the best cat ever!  I know that was true because he used to tell me that every day when he got on my lap and reminded me what it was like before Ruffie, Rosie, Morris, Annie and Buster came to our house.

Harley, you will be remembered and loved forever."

- The Demeria Family

Fiasco is a five-week old black and white kitten who had been abandoned on the steps of a shelter.  He had come to DunRoamin' on November 16, 2010, because he had sustained several injuries including a broken jaw and injuries to both eyes.  All attempts were made to help him, but were not met with success.

Fiasco left us on November 17, 2010.  He was fortunate to have the medical care that he received, and the love and care that went along with it.  We're all sad that he's not here with us, but know he's in a better place, and that he's now happy and healthy.
Alexandra is a beautiful five-month old kitten who was found in a garage in Hartland by a young man who recognized her distress and brought her immediately for help.  She was very thin, extremely cold, dehydrated and was covered with grease.  Alexandra was given warm introvenous fluids, blankets, Snuggle Safes, and a warm bath to remove the grease from her fur.  She was held and talked to and given every comfort possible.  Her temperature should have been 38*C, +but initially it would not even register on a thermometer.  Medical efforts resulted in a temperature of 32*C, but, sadly, her temperature could not be raised any higher.

Despite all medical intervention, Alexandra was unable to survive.  She left us on November 18, 2010, knowing that she had people who gave her everything they possibly could.  Thanks to the young man who brought her for help.  She's now warm and safe and loved forever.
Sidney was found as a kitten at the Carleton Civic Centre in the summer of 2006.  When a man offered to put him in a sack and drown him in the river to get rid of him, my daughter brought him home.  Here he stayed as our baby boy.  Sid was not always nice to other cats, but he loved his people with all his heart, as they loved him.

Sid was taken on November 20, 2010, when he was hit by a car.  It was too soon for him to go.  He will be missed by us all.  Sid, may your food bowl always be full and the fields full of mice.  You have left a very large paw print on our hearts.

- The Hull Family

Fred was found in Bedell on November 5, 2010, a teen-aged German Shepherd who had never been neutered.  He was also deaf.  When found laying on the road, he was exhausted, lame, sore, and smelled of skunk.  He had dog bite wounds on his head which were immediately attended to, as were all his needs.  As shelters were unable to take a geriatric dog in his condition, on November 10, 2010 he became a ward of DunRoamin'.  

Fred was fostered by Shaun and Margo in Jacksonville, where he was treated like the king he is.  Unfortunately, on December 14, 2010, Fred left us.  Following is his obituary written by his loving foster mother.  He was so very fortunate to have his foster parents, and he will be missed.

"Some questions about Fred still go unanswered; we will never know if he was lost or no Longer wanted, but he found a home for his final days.  Fred was loved a lifetime in a few weeks and he showed his appreciation with kisses, snuggles and hoots.  Fred was a young dog in a senior dog's body who ran and played ball like a pup, went for sneaky swims in the pond and made wonderful dog snow angels when the weather co-operated.  Fred was smart.  He figured out that love can sneak up on you when you least expect it, and he taught us that we should just let love happen.

Fred went to sleep on December 14th, 2010 with some of his friends close by, and some that did not get a chance to say goodbye but loved him all the same.  Fred was a popular dude!  He had Martina's cake as a last dessert, and lots of treats from his favorite vet who treated him with kindness that was stronger than any man-made medication.  He passed with a heart full of happy memories which is all we wanted to accomplish.  Our Fred will never feel pain or loneliness again."

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