First of all, thank you to all of you that helped us financially with donations to help cover the costs of keeping Foxy alive for as long as we did. We really appreciate the support. We had to put Foxy to sleep last Saturday, due to her physical condition being so poor.


I'd like to let you know about how Foxy came to us, and what she meant to us and our family. It's quite a story, so find a comfortable spot and sit down and listen to the story of Foxy Cleopatra, wonder dog. For more pictures, click here...

Foxy came to us by way of a stray dog, that just "happened" to appear when I was working at the Boys and Girls club in Sedona, AZ, about six years or so ago, just after or around the same time that our two Beagles Jake and Lilibeth decided to go under our backyard fence and explore the desert for two weeks. We found Lilibeth, eventually, but Jake was killed by a car.

When Foxy showed up at the club, the kids reported that they had seen her earlier, crossing a busy street (at the crosswalk), and they all immediately liked her. I asked all of the kids to contact their parents and see if they could take Foxy home with them. Many kids were interested, but none of the parents said yes.

One little girl, Stefania, took it upon herself to call my wife and ask if we could take her, since she knew we had dogs, and she wanted to make sure Foxy found a good home. I will never forget that call, nor Stefania, and will always be thankful for her insight and the conversation that followed.

Stefania called my wife and asked her if we could take Foxy. After some hesitation, my wife said that we probably could, even though we were still in the middle of the Jake/Lilibeth saga. As it turns out, that was just what we and our Bassett Hound Lucy needed at the time. Foxy came in and took over caring for everybody during that very difficult time. The universe had sent an angel in doggy form to watch over us. And she did, for many years to follow.

Foxy also, more recently, kept our new Bassett Hound, Emma Lou, in check. Whenever she got even a little "out of control" according to Foxy, she would bark at her, and Emma would cower and stop doing what she was doing. Then she would slink off somewhere away from Foxy. Now, Emma has the run of the house, and she has been being very fresh lately. She keeps all the toys for herself and is constantly taunting her sister, Sarah the Beagle mix.

Foxy, we really miss you, but know that you had to go, and your body could no longer function as it used to. We thank you very much for the short time that you spent with us on this earth, and look forward to seeing you in the afterlife.