Aussies Are............

Sunshine with 4 legs
Love life and people
Are happy to be alive
Fancy themselves as the center of the universe
Think the world of themselves (A legend in their own minds.)
Will only do what they want to do when they want to do it.
Have more love to give and give more than we could ever give back to them
Are full of surprises -- including presenting their master/mistress with wonderful trophies

By Carolyn Winer

Donation Made in Memory of Mookie

Mookie

On October 29, 1993, my husband and I adopted our first dog, Mookie, who was rescued and fostered by Susan Saulvester. Mookie was our only dog for four years until we decided she might benefit by having a companion. Plans were made to get a second Aussie, Bob, from another breeder.

Before Bob could join us, however, fate intervened and we wound up with another dog. This started early one morning when Mookie and I were outside. A beagle-obviously a stray-approached us and followed us up our driveway to the house. Mookie didn't like this interloper and let him know by turning around and barking at him nonstop."Buddy" joined our family not long after, and Mookie showed us she was the "boss" dog, as explained by the following.

One warm spring day after Buddy had been with us just about two months, my father-in-law came over to garden and decided to take Mookie and Buddy out to the "back 40." While out back, Buddy picked up a scent and strained to be let off the leash. My father-in-law let him go! Mookie immediately began barking furiously, straining to get off the leash. Dad let her off the leash also, and off she went, chasing Buddy, barking all the while! As Dad told us later, he lost sight of them as they entered the woods; but he could hear Mookie barking. He said the sound of her barking grew faint as they ran through the woods and then grew louder as they came down our road and up the driveway to the house. Once back at the house, she sat down on the patio, and looked at him as if to say, "What were you thinking? Don't do that again!"

In addition to being "boss dog," Mookie became the official greeter, welcoming neighbors, friends, and family who came to visit. She especially loved children, as we saw when our six-year-old nephew visited for a few days without his mother. It was his first time away from home and he cried for his mother. Mookie got up, walked into his room, jumped into bed with him, and he was not upset any longer.

On December 31, 2009, we lost our beloved Mookie. She had been a member of our family for 16 years, and we miss her daily. Having Mookie in our lives was a joy!

Donation Made in Memory of Taz

A furry friend is not gone, until they are forgotten!
And to live in the hearts of those left behind is to live forever.
Taz holds a special place in our hearts ...and always will.

- Loved by

Jim and Lisa Meyerhoff

Sheila was one of a kind, as far as my performance dogs go.
She was a sassy little puppy but became a beautiful working dog.
She made me proud of her everytime we went into the ring whether we passed or failed but she did more passing than failing for me.

She won many first places and High in Trials in the Canadian Kennel Club,
United Kennel Club and American Kennel Club.
She won the High in Trial in 2006 at the Australian Terrier Specialty in Obedience

She was her own little lady but also loving and liked to please (when it pleased her).

I can't imagine another Sheila but I guess they all are one of a kind.

I lost her 0n June 23, 2009 at the age of 10.

I know she is waiting for me on the other side of the rainbow bridge.

Karen E. Smith
Best Friend to Sheila

Donation Made in Memory of
Jem & Cecily

Dreamtime's Little Dove
&
CH Dreamtime's Sweet Delight

They were sisters
Born April 15, 2006, lost tragically on
February 22 & 23, 2010 from a reaction to Sulfa

Gone From My Sight,
But Never My Memory.
Gone From My Touch,
But Never My Heart.

- Loved by Marilyn Harban

CH Bondiblu's We Be Jammin'

He was our first bred-by to finish
Which could he have enjoyed more, the excitement of the ring
or the couch by the TV, we'll never know

Though every bit the boy
A kinder dog you couldn't of asked

Sharing his treasured places and things with sibling
parent and rescue alike

We lost him too soon to renal failure
a complication of SARDS
His beautiful, sad eyes dimmed
Alive with love and loyalty to the last

We miss you, little guy
Always in our hearts

- Mike & Terry Palazzo

Donation Made in Memory of Archie

Archie,

My faithful friend and companion for many years...
He taught me the wonders of Aussies.

- Loved by

Sandra Weigle

Donation Made in Memory of Prince

Prince

12/27/2001 to 10/19/2010

Prince was my beloved fur baby.
Since he was 12 weeks old, we spent hours together each day doing all the things he loved: stealing my socks for treats, riding in the car with the windows down (even during the winter), walking in the woods rain or shine, playing tug and ball with us and his sister (Lucy)- he always won.
We did all these things the day before he died - in my arms at home from a very rare and untreatable cancer of the spleen.

Just as he waited so patently for me each day at the door, I now patiently wait for our reunion someday across the rainbow bridge.

- Loved by Jean

Adel

From the first moment we saw Adel, her love for us and our family was something special from this little girl of an Aussie, who we recently lost at an age of thirteen years.

With her easy-going manner, Adel just loved being held, especially watching Wheel of Fortune. What fascinated her about this show we could never resolve.

Adel also exhibited an unusual interest in producing well-defined shapes, such as a straight line, angles, or curves with her kibble bits.

Most importantly, Adel was all Australian Terrier, full of love and life, a little mischief, and doing her best to please.

Adel is so missed.

- Loved By Ken & Beth

Bear was a part of the family before we ever knew he existed.
In April of 2006 Pam and I received an e-mail from the Breeder (Marsha Gray) of another one of the Australian Terriers we already had in the family. At that time I had sworn that we would not have a third dog in the house (We had Boomer and Jodie, both Australian Terriers, already).
Pam was in one part of the house reading the e-mail and I was in the other. She came to me, and to her surprise saw that I was crying. I had just read the message that Susan Saulvester had sent out with respect to Bear.
Pam asked if we might know of someone who would be willing to take care of Bear. Before she could finish the sentence, I said we would. For whatever reason, and I can't explain it, Bear was already a part of me and I could not turn him away.
As Pam would later put it, Bear and I were bonded at the heartstrings.
I remember going to the Vet office that Bear was staying out. They brought Bear out to me and immediately he came over to me and licked my face (Bear was a great, albeit sloppy kisser!!!). After a short while of getting to know each other, I was ready to leave with Bear. The original intent of the Vet was for us to have a trial weekend with Bear to see how things would work out. As I was leaving they expressed just that sentiment, and I looked them right in the eyes and said you don't understand, Bear is never coming back, he has a new home and we will do anything to make it work. I was never going to give him up.
The true testament to what Bear meant to our family is best stated by Pam. While she and Boomer have a very special bond, she has admitted that there never has been another dog that she has known that was sweeter than Bear. All I can say is that Bear was the true example of the unconditional love that a dog gives its owner. While Bear fought against diabetes, vestibular and hypothyroidism for the entire time we had him, he never stopped loving us and always had a smile on his face. We know he was suffering, but he never showed it, or stop dedicating himself to his family.
On January 25th 2011 we lost our dear sweet Bear. He was with us for less than 5 years, but his love and memory will last a lifetime.

Dedication from Richard Karr

Bailey

Bailey was eight years old when we adopted him, having spent all his life in a puppy mill as a stud. He had a chronic yeast infection in one ear and had most of his teeth removed because of abscesses from lack of dental care. His eyes were dull and muscles soft from a lack of stimulation and exercise. He also exhibited aggressive kennel behavior at times around feeding.

Over time with us, he transformed into a sweet and loving little guy. His muscles became toned, his eyes brightened, and his behavior softened. He loved to lie on his back in our backyard and in his favorite cozy. He became an integral member of our furry family of two dogs and two cats, always traveling with us on vacation trips. We tried to give him as many great years as we could.

Alas, after four plus years with us, his time ran out. A severe tumor in the left side of his head forced us to put him down when the pain became too great. It was a crushingly sad time when we had to say good-bye to this sweet little dog. His legacy lives on, however, in our newly acquired, Jesse, a younger male Aussie, whom we adopted through ATR. We often refer to him as Bailey's Gift, as we have come to love this spunky, smart, and lovable breed.

We'll miss you, Bails. Marc & Susan

Donation Made in Memory of Emma

Ginger

Ginger Spice 1998-2011

My sweet little darling girl, she took every rescue dog I fostered under her little paw and showed them how to be a good dog.

She was a social butterfly, never met a person or dog she did not like.

Forever in my heart.

- Loved by Carole Larsen