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Tuesday, March 14 - Remembering Mr. B


February 3, 2003 – March 8, 2012

Mr. B came to be part of our family one Friday afternoon in mid December 2006. Someone Jesse worked with was going to take him to the pound because they didn’t want him anymore. They said his name was peanut.

Jesse said NO I will come and get him!


We did like that name and we wanted him to have a name that begins with “B” like the other two. I decided to call him Baxter. Jesse recalled the TV show on many years ago called Hazel who was a maid for the Baxter family and she call the man Mr. B and that stuck. The paperwork showed he had puppy shots from the breeder and nothing else.

We took him to the vet. He had a bladder infection that we medicated him to get better. We had his teeth cleaned and got him neutered.

Bayer and Buddy didn’t take too long to accept him and love him as much as we did.

He was such a sweet little boy with a fun loving nature.


I noticed in June of 2011 that Mr. B didn’t wag his tail anymore and he seemed to not have the energy that he usually did. He also wet in the house which he usually didn’t. I took him to the vet and he said he had another bladder infection and gave me meds for him.



He really didn’t get better. Then in November he got really bad and we thought we would lose him. After two more vets and Kansas State Veterinary School they could not tell us what was wrong with him. We took him home and he sort of bounced back. We could tell he was sick, lost a lot of weight and continued to have more bad days then good.

A few people sent me this poem that I want to share in remembering him. Hope it will give others some comfort.


When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown..."

DSC01799DSC03907Mr.B and Dad 2Mr. B from Kay


dreamjosie said...

Such a dear little dog, Mr. B. You gave him lots of love for his short life. He will be fondly remembered.

Kenny And Angela's Adventure said...

The poem is so true...

Lynda and Bob said...

So sorry about Mr. B. I copied the poem and sent to a former neighbor of ours who just lost her dog as well. Looking forward to seeing you in MD.

Randy and Terry said...

So sorry for your loss, Jesse & Ginger. Having just lost our 16.5 year old dog last month, we know the pain you're feeling. Hopefully the great memories you have of Mr. B will comfort you as you adjust to life without him.

Gypsy's Tales said...

So sorry about Mr. B - You gave him many years of great love and care. He was a very lucky puppy when you rescued him. The poem was touching, thanks for printing it. Hope to see you in Ga.

Theresa said...

Ginger...sorry to hear about your doggie. I know the loss of a fur kid is so hard. Greg Bryan was here in Tulsa (Cherokee Building Materials) and showed me your blog. I am so envious! Looks like you're having a great time. I'm still working @ Cherokee..getting closer to retirement myself (I hope!)

Theresa Monchil
Yard Accountant, Cherokee, Tulsa.