here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
~ e.e. cummings
This page honors the dogs who were part of City Dog Country Dog during their lifetime, and who live on in our memories and the ways they inspire us, other people and other dogs to have happier, healthier lives.
To honor the passing of a beloved canine member of our team, CDCD makes a donation to a reputable tree planting organization that benefits trees and human communities. Our chosen organization is www.plantit2020.org because of the extent and integrity of their work locally, nationally, and internationally, and their commitment to exposing tree planting scams and deceptions.
Thistle was born and raised in a program called Canine Companions for Independence (CCI) as a potential Service Dog for people who are disabled. She was selected as one of CCI’s breeders because of her temperament, health, and trainability. While she was a breeder for the program, she had 49 puppies for Canine Companions. When she retired from breeding, she wasn’t ready to retire from the rest of her work. She loved being a therapy dog. She worked with people in the mental health units in a correctional facility in addition to all the therapy work she did with City Dog Country Dog over the years. She loved everyone and flourished in really challenging situations. Thistle had a knack for making people laugh with her funny personality. She was a joy to have in our lives.
– Heather Ohmart
My furry angel Suzanne II (Suzi) came to me in April of 2004 right after my second cochlear implant failed to produce sound, and at a time when I thought life was over. There was a time during my training to receive her at Canine Companions for Independence when she ran the full sound alert sequence with me for the first time and I stopped and wept for joy because I realized my life was heading down a bright new path with her at my side. She was a fast learner picking up sounds I never taught her like the toast popping up, my mom’s feeding tube machine beeping, and cars starting up in parking lots. Her big brown gorgeous eyes mended, nourished and inspired my heart every time I caught her gaze. She will forever be my hero!
– Mary Williams
I shared my life with Brutus for nearly 10 years. He was deeply loving, adventurous and sometimes daring. Brutus was my constant hiking companion and he encouraged me to climb higher, explore further and allowed me to feel safer while doing so. He loved sliding down leaf-covered hills and running full tilt through creek beds. I loved to watch and cheer him on as galloped through the shallow waters, his mouth wide open, splashing and kicking up mud. He’d sometimes come to a dead stop and whirl around to look at me. As if to say, “Did ya see that? That was AWESOME!”
I think of him often and am thankful for the many adventures we shared. I am inspired regularly by experiencing his unbridled enthusiasm and wish to inspire the same feelings of freedom in other dogs and their people.
Charlie, a 75 pound Airedale-Wolfhound mix, was my first dog. He was a magnificent animal who seemed to read your mind. His bravery was amazing, never flinching when he’d leap down from above into my arms. We tracked lost dogs, and he’d pull a wheelchair like no other. He had a delightful sense of humor, sometimes hiding things and giving them back when their absence was finally noted. He was my adventuring buddy, who’d say with eagerness before every adventure, “Off we go!”