In Loving Memory
Over the last years and months, we have very sadly lost some of our older animals, as well as, tragically, some not so old ones, who were awaiting adoption. So we have decided to make a page on our website in memory of some dear friends and wonderful characters we have come to know so well. Some have died unexpectedly, others not so, and others we’ve had to make the difficult decision to have them put to sleep to ease their pain and allow them to die with some dignity. The loss of every one makes us sad because they all have different characters that we love, funny habits and quirky natures included, but we have to console ourselves with the fact that we’ve done our best to improve their lot and make their lives with us as happy as possible and their ending as peaceful as we can.There have been too many to record here, so we’ll only record the most recent ones, but we remember and have photos of every one and some that have been with us the longest are now buried or have their memorials around the Ark site.
Tinkerbell, Popeye and Prince
A bad week at the Ark. First of all Popeye who collapsed in heart failure. Unfortunately, he was so feral we couldn’t get near him with any regular medication, so the vet advised euthanasia and he was put to sleep on 14th November. We couldn’t even get photos of him. Below are a couple snatched with his siblings when he was too comfy to move!
Next came Tinkerbell, a small grey semi-feral female who has lived at the Ark for all of her 14 years was found collapsed and panting and taken to the vet straight away. She was deteriorating all the time and the vet suspected a brain tumour so she was put to sleep on 15th November.
And last but not least, Prince, one of our 7 year old Chinchillas who needed dentals every two months or he couldn’t east and lost weight. He wasn’t due for one but wasn’t eating so went the vets where he died , also on 15th November. His brother Rocko, who had lived with him all their lives was luckily adopted by a Chinchilla enthusiast who had just lost his.
All this only days after losing Harry (below). Rest in peace little ones.
Harry only came to us a few months ago to retire. He was a 28 year old Irish Draft chestnut, a real gentleman and quickly came to be loved by all who knew him. Sadly, this morning, Saturday 4th November, he developed colic. The vet was called immediately but efforts to save him failed and he sadly died.
Today is a sad day at the Ark as we mourn his loss and hope he’s now running free and without pain.
12 year old Stella had only been with us just over a week, having come from another rescue where she’d been taken as a stray and was due to be put to sleep. It was immediately obvious that her back legs weren’t good and she was put on an anti-inflammatory painkiller but she was a beautiful-natured dog, so calm and loving, that we felt she deserved the chance of a loving retirement home for what time she had left after her recent bad luck. But she stopped eating so was taken to the vets who advised euthanasia as her back legs were n very poor condition and she’d lost interest in life. So lovely Stella was put to sleep after all but this time with somebody familiar with her who cared about what was best for her. At least she’s no longer in pain.
spirit came to the Ark along with Billy about 8-9 years ago from Rushmoor Country Park after we’d lost our elderly goats.She must have been around 3 years then and a about three months later in February 2009 produced completely by surprise her daughter Magic. She must have been pregnant on arrival unknown to us. All three goats have been a feature of the Ark over the last 8 years.
Sadly Spirit has been a little off colour recently but always recovered. However, she didn’t run over for an appler offered to her, was knocked over by the other two and didn’t get up. The vet was called and, although she got up again, was still very wobbly. She was bloated and full of gas and the vet said that, although she could put a tube in and remove the gas, at her age (11 years) it wasn’t fair. There was some possibility of a growth too but this couldn’t be confirmed due to the bloating. The vet advised euthanasia as the kindes option so she was put to sleep quickly and calmly on 18th May 2017. She has been buries at the Ark.
Big Bertha came to the ark after she was found hopping along a busy road. She wasn’t the friendliest rabbit and was difficult to handle but she fell in love with Henry, one of our other rescue rabbits and the pair were moved intogether and became permanent residents.She was very protective of Henry and would snuggle up with one of those enormous ears over his back.
Sadly we found Bertha dead in her hutch on the morning of 30th March ’17. She hadn’t shown any sign of illness. Sh’s being cremated and her ashes brought back to the Ark and we’re hoping to bond Henry with Joan, our only female rabbit at the moment..
Penny just turned up at the Ark a few years ago and has stayed ever since. We became concerned about her behaviour a while ago and she was found to have a very high blood pressure so had to goon permanent medication which has kept it stable since.
She’s been fine until this afternoon (28th February 2017) when it was noticed she had a very large tummy at feeding time. She was taken to the vet straight away and they thought she had a ruptured tumour so she was put to sleep straight straight away.
The quick-thinking and action of staff have prevented any pain she may have had to be very short-lived and she was put to sleep before she really suffered which she would certainly have done if left. Penny knew what she was doing when she walked into the Ark that day and has now three times got the help she needed from us.
Bubble came in with his brother George after the pair of them were said to have ganged up and killed two rabbits! Sadly Bubble became ill and was taken to the vet who diagnosed kidney and liver problems. As it was likely he was in considerable pain he was put to sleep on 22nd February 2017.He was only 2-3 years old but is now pain-free.
Suzy was found straying for some time on one of the local caravan sites with a nasty skin allergy and brought to the Ark. She was elderly but we didn’t know her exact age or where she came from. She was rehomed but had to be returned as she was too scared of the child in the family so needed a very quiet home and seemed to have happily made her home at the Ark.
She went off her food and lost weight and the vet found her to have a very high temperature as well as heavy bleeding from her bottom when he took her temperature. he felt sure she had something quite nasty going on inside and didn’t think she had any quality of life left so she was put to sleep on 29th November 2013 before she suffered any more. It’s been a sad week for the Ark as she’s the second animal we’ve had to make this sad decision for in a matter of days.
Little Lucy, a Dachshund X Patterdale Terrier came into the Ark because her owner had gone into a care home . She was 13 years old and possibly going deaf so she must have been very confused and frightened by her change in circumstances. She was quickly offered a home but she had a sore on her neck we wanted investigating first. She’d always hated the vets so was like a little spitfire there, making it very difficult to examine her, but a lump was found which was to be removed under anaesthetic.
Sadly the lump proved to be not only malignant, but the cancer had spread throughout her body so we had to make the decision to let her go to prevent further suffering and she fell asleep on 24th November 2014. How sad that she didn’t get to leave the Ark and spend some quality time in her new home, but it wasn’t to be. At least now she’s pain-free and at peace.
Moomin came to the Ark in June 2013, then around 10 years old. He’d been an outside cat but, as he hadn’t been adopted, we wanted him to have a bit of warmth during the winter months as he was getting older and he happily became our stable cat and he’s been there ever since.
However, it was noticed he was behaving oddly, so he was put in our isolation area so an eye could be kept on him and he was found collapsed on 19th October and taken to the vets straight away. He was in heart failure and comatose so was put to sleep to prevent any further suffering. Not many people saw Moomin as he was up in the stable area but he lived out his life doing what he liked best.
Maggie only came into the Ark about 6 weeks ago due to the ill-health of her owner. At 18 years and not in the best of health herself we knew she was likely to end her days with us. Last week she stopped eating and the vet decided she’d come to the end of the road so she was put to sleep on 23rd September. 2016. It’s a shame she couldn’t have stayed in her own home for those extra weeks but it wasn’t to be. Sleep tight Maggie.
It’s with the greatest of sadness we had to let Cody go on 2nd August 2016. He’d come back to us with a very bad intestinal infection and spent much of the time since in the vets. There were times when we thought he would make it and others when we felt sure we would lose him. In the end, he lost the battle. He had many followers, all rooting for him to recover and all will be sad at this news. He had a loving home to go to so his future was bright, but tragically it wasn’t to be. Our thanks to Mike and all the staff at Eastfield vets who fought so hard to save him.
Run free now, little man.
It it with deep regret to inform all Ark supporters that we have let Ted go to sleep . His battle with his arthritis became too much. The anti-inflammatoriess gave him an upset stomach and without them he had no quality of life . He went to sleep in Sue’s arms and with great dignity. We will all miss our gentleman who helped so many homeless dogs, being a grandad to them. Run free Ted x x x
Prince came to the Ark when he was around 6 years old. He’d been a stray for some time and was semi-feral and when the family that was feeding and looking out for him moved, they were worried nobody would take their place so brought him to us. He was timid and could show aggression but had generally become much more amenable to those he knew, albeit on his terms. He never went far and seemed to spend a lot of his day in the area around the feeding station and staff rest room.
He’d recently been diagnosed with kidney disease so we knew his days were numbered but hoped to maintain his quality of life for a little longer yet. But on Easter Sunday afternoon 2016 he was found collapsed by a member of staff and had sadly died of a heart attack. He was easily recognisable with his grey tabby and white colouring and had become quite a fixture around the place. On the day he died he’d become particularly friendly, searching out staff to be with and enjoying bathing in the sunshine. We’ll really miss the little man.
Freddie came into the Ark back at the beginning of 2011 because he taken a disliking to his owner and was aggressive towards her, although fine with other family members. He was a house cat and a timid boy. On arriving at the Ark it took him months to come round but he did eventually and we let him out on the site. He’s remained very timid of strangers but has been affectionate with the staff he knew. He wasn’t keen on other cats and preferred to be a bit of a loner. We tried rehoming him twice but he was returned both times as he didn’t settle. Freddie liked life at the Ark.
Sadly, he deteriorated suddenly and when seen by the vet, was found to have advanced kidney failure so was put to sleep on Friday 19th February 2016. He wasn’t an old cat so unlucky to have succumber to kidney disease so early. Staff members will miss his quiet presence , especially around the food preparation area.
Sky had only just come to us having been brought in as her owner had died. She wasn’t yet 2 years old but her hips were very bad and she was in pain. She was taken to the vets without delay and we were expecting to hear that she had hip dysplasia requiring two expensive operations, but X-rays showed it was much worse than that and that she had no hip joints at all, a result of in-breeding by an unscrupulous breeder. We had no choice but to follow the vet’s advice and put her to sleep straight away on 27th January 2016.
She was a beautiful dog with a beautiful nature and had a deep impact in the short time she was with us. It was a devastating decision to have to make. Sometimes rescue work sucks! R.I.P. to a lovely girl who will now suffer no more pain.
Sadly, Murphy our cattery corridor cat, had to be put to sleep on Wednesday 23rd December 2015. He came to the Ark in January of this year as a permanent resident when his owners went to live abroad. He was 12 years old then.
He could be quite a grumpy boy but did form attachments to those he knew best and would allow some head stroking on his terms. He created his own rules and if they were observed and he was fine. We moved him to live in the cattery as winter approached as it was obvious he was aging and we wanted him to be kept as warm as possible. He showed signs of failing a week or so ago but nothing tangible but it was decided to take him to the vets before Christmas for a general health check as we didn’t want him suffering over the holiday when there were no vets around. He was found to be failing generally and his body closing down so, on the advice of the vet he was put to sleep to avoid further suffering.
He’d become quite a fixture at the Ark and we all stopped to speak to him and even give him a tentative stroke whenever meeting him. We’ll miss our ginger boy.
Milo, aged 2 1/2 years, came in with his brother Mickey back in May 2015 and was the shy one of the pair. But he
came out of his shell and both brothers had found homes. Sadly and far too early for a cat, little Milo passed away following a short illness. Bless you, Milo, run free now.
Dottie came into the Ark with her mum Tito and two brothers Monty and Murphy (all in their teens) when their family moved abroad. Both Tito and Monty had been rehomed and Dottie and Murphy were still waiting.
Sadly, Dottie started having fainting fits and was losing weight. Then she stopped eating and was obviously very nauseous. The vet suspected kidney failure, but felt the rapid and severe weight loss meant there would be no effective treatment for her so advised she be put to sleep rather than make her suffer more by enduring a load of tests. She gave the impression of a cat that had had enough and no longer wanted to fight. She went very peacefully on 7th October 2015 with Sue holding her.
She was a sweet-natured girl. as were the rest of her feline family, and we’ll miss seeing that moustached little face looking at us from her chair. Sweet dream Dottie.
We very sadly had to say goodbye to Sox on Friday 11th September 2015. Sox came to us in February of this year when her owner became too ill to care for her. We didn’t know how old she was except that she was very old and she was very confused and bewildered by her new environment. Eventually, she seemed to rally and take more notice of us and her surroundings and quickly became a favourite. She would accept any new dog we put in with her for company without complaint.
Over the last couple of weeks she had started having fits and her front and back legs weren’t coordinated, so she spent most of the time on her bed. When she didn’t recover properly from the fits, we knew the time was right to have her put to sleep. Sleep tight little Sox.
Sadly, our pure Fell mare had to be put to sleep yesterday, 19th August 2015. She had severe Cushings disease, was 32 years old and was struggling with her breathing. The vet was called and, in view of her old age and medical problems, advised that she be put to sleep. She went very peacefully and was ready to go, having enjoyed plenty of ginger biscuits and mints before she went.
We all loved Bess and she’ll be sadly missed, no less by her elderly owner who’d had to give her up when she couldn’t manage her, but had had her since Bess was 6 years old and had visited her when she was able.
Her very sad owner has sent the following poem in Bess’ memory:
It is with great sadness we announce the passing of Boyd. He came to us on 14th November 2008, saved from imminent euthanasia having been picked up as a stray and placed on death row. It was obvious from the start that Boyd had had a rough life as he had multiple issues regarding trust, particularly with men, dogs and strangers. However, over the months he learned to trust people at the Ark, particularly the dog walkers who took the trouble to work with him and get to know him. He had his own “pad” at the back of the site away from the general public with a kennel paid for by a volunteer and settled into life at the Ark and seemed happy to be with us. It was probably a lot better than where he came from!He wasn’t short of visitors though and became a firm favourite of our regular dog walkers who would all make a point of spending time with him and bringing him treats and not many days passed that Boyd didn’t get walked.
We knew he was aging but he became obviously not himself and was taken to the vet who took bloods and sent him back to us to await results. However, the results showed he was in renal failure, his liver and pancreas were also failing so an appointment was made to have him put to sleep. Dog walkers came out to the Ark to say goodbye on the day of his departure and there were plenty of tears as he was loaded into the van. Another volunteer met him at the vets so he had her and a staff member he knew well with him as he peacefully died on Friday 26th June 2015.
Boyd had a special volunteer in Phil Parnham, who himself sadly died in April 2013 and his widow had visited Boyd regularly ever since. The pair adored each other. Boyd’s ashes are to be mixed with those of Phil’s, at his widows request, and scattered at the Ark. Boyd has left a big void at the Ark and we’ll all miss him but his pad will always be thought of as Boyd’s pad and he’ll certainly not be forgotten.
Zeus aka Baloo
Rocky had been with us quite a few years since his owner brought him to us when his landlord wouldn’t let him have dogs. He was a grumpy boy in the the old days but mellowed into the loveliest dog imaginable. Everybody loved Rocky. We tried rehoming him once but his separation anxiety was so great he wrecked the house every time he was left so he had to stay with us. He liked female dogs and saw a variety of bitches spend time in his kennel. His other passion was his football which he dribbled around his run as if his life depended on it.When he lost interest in his ball, we knew something was wrong. He kept collapsing and when the vet said there was nothing they could do for him, there was only one option and so he was put to sleep on 22nd October 2014. He must have been about 14 and his ashes are now in his own spot on the Ark site.
Sidney came in with his long-life companion Troy to retire after a long active life as a hunter and show jumper when their owner’s circumstances changed. He had sweet itch which meant he had to wear some protection and stay in during the summer to prevent the midges biting him.Troy had died sometime previously and Sid missed him badly but then rallied. However, he fell in the field and re-fractured his knee (an old injury). It was X-rayed to see if anything could be done but sadly he had to be put to sleep on 8th July 2014.
Paris our Pot-Bellied Pig has sadly been put to sleep on Thursday 8th May. She was a lot older than we’d originally thought and had developed arthritis which had become very painful. We gave her large doses of anti-inflammatory pain-killers but eventually there was nothing more we or the vet could do for her. When she stopped eating and couldn’t stand, we knewe the time had come to help her on her way.Paris was a very popular lady at the Ark and visitors loved going down to see her. In her younger days she played football and would create if her meals were late. In a former home she even used to live in the house! But latterly, as ill-health took it’s toll, she took little interest in her surroundings and and we knew the time had come to say goodbye.
Very sadly, our handsome gentleman had to be put to sleep on Thursday 15th January 2014. His suspensory ligament problem became much worse and he developed cellulitis in those legs, making him unstable and in great pain. Had he gone down, we wouldn’t have been able to get him up. In view of this and the pain he was enduring our vet advised the only kind thing to do was to put him out of his misery, so we reluctantly agreed.He’d only been with us a for a few short months but was such a gentle giant, both with humans and horses. He quickly won our hearts and it was always such a pleasure to see this magnificent horse out in the paddock. We’ll miss him and the other horses at the Ark will do too. He’s no longer in pain now and is hopefully enjoying that great big meadow in the sky.
Pandora came to the Ark in 2009 with an ear missing and no information on how it had happened. She quickly bonded with Roger, our resident rabbit with the severe head tilt and the pair quickly became inseparable, hopping around the rabbit garden together and visiting the rabbits for rehoming nose to nosethrough the wire of their runs.Sadly, she developed a double mandible abscess and the vet advised euthanasia as surgery would have been extensive and traumatic and her quality of life would have been severely impaired, so we agreed to let her go on 20th December 2013. We estimate she would have been around 8 years old.
So poor Roger had lost his companion and our priority is to find him another lady rabbit to bond with. he’s not the only one missing Pandora; she’d become part of the rabbit garden with her her best friend and the place isn’t the same without her. But we’re happy that she’s now pain-free.
Albie, a blue-fronted Amazon parrot, came into the Ark because his owner, who he’d been with for 30 years, was going abroad to work. He was a real character, as good as gold at night and sang Happy Birthday beautifully, delighting everybody who heard him. He wasn’t for adoption but one of our permanent residents.He suddenly became ill in mid September 2013, was taken straight to the vet and stayed in the hospital while they did a variety of tests. They could find no cause for his illness and as he’d rallied and started eating again, came home where he had a heart attack and died before he could be helped.
Albie charmed all who met him and, although he’d only been with us for a few weeks, he left a big hole. He was 70 when he died. They have been known to live up to 80 years but it’s more likely to be nearer half that age, so he did well.