Sheba spent a few of his senior years volunteering with PATS visiting at the Priory Hospital and occasionally at the Victoria General Hospital. He was my very first bunny and travelled all the way across Canada when we moved to Victoria. He was by far the best bunny for service with PATS as he just loved being petted by the residents and patients (and never once had an accident! LOL).
May 2001 to January 2014
Harlow was an amazing and magical soul; With one blue eye and one brown, Harlow’s striking beauty and calm reserve always caught many admirers. No one ever turned her gentleness or her love away. Hands would extend from wheelchairs and hospital beds to pat her. Harlow chose the people; always intuitive in her knowledge of just who needed her most.
My favorite memory was watching Harlow pause in front of an Alzheimer’s patient (who hadn’t spoken or made cognitive connection for a while) and hearing her utter the word “dog” as she looked at Harlow. Her son was overjoyed that his mom momentarily came back to him from a haze of dementia.
Harlow’s kind and tender ways touched the lives of many, not only those we met on our PATS visits to Glengarry Hospital and Victoria General Hospital but also in our personal life; family, friends, neighbors and people we’d meet adored her. The loss of her has brought an outpouring of affection my way that has truly touched me and honored what a special soul Harlow was and will always be.
Rest in peace my dear sweet best-friend. Gone for now, never to be forgotten and to be seen again one day in the future when we meet Heaven. ~Kim, aka Your Human Momma Always
He had a tail that wagged even in sleep, an empathic gaze, deepest eyes, lots of doggie kisses and time.. How much did you need? No problem for Jake. Getting was secondary to giving. LOVE was Jake’s mission in life. His daily life of walks, errands, unofficial and official PATS visits were marked not so much by trees and shrubbery but by the people he met. He mostly met seniors but also children, shoppers, shop and innkeepers of Sidney and travelers passing through. Jake was a magnet for lonely hearts, empty hands and playful minds right to his final hours. ~Lois
Jake was with PATS for many years. He was a lovely wee dog and much loved by all who saw him. He will be dearly missed.
Dylan was a PATS dog for many years joining at 8 months old and going until he died at 13 years of age. Thank you Dylan for all your wonderful work in PATS and the smiles you brought, I am sure, outnumber the stars. Miss you ~ Love Mum
Saffron was a quite a character but more than anything she loved people. She was an enthusiastic therapy dog and had a great time visiting folks until she died from bone cancer at 14 1/2. Always remembered and missed ~ Lynn
Reenie went to Rainbow Bridge Nov 28, 2010, after several months of being ill with cancer. She worked with PATS for many years, particularly loving to work with children and on behalf of PATS, taught dog safety at SPCA kids camp in the summer. Her last working place was Glenwarren, where her happy face brought smiles wherever she went. She will be missed forever. ~ Ruth
Bridie (Cairn Terrier) and I volunteered for PATS from 2000-2005. We visited the Shelmarie Home, Craigdarrock Manor and The SunRise Home. When I put her scarf on she knew where she was going. Bridie put her heart and soul in greeting people and making them happy. She was fun to be with and liked to be included in everything going on. We will cherish our time that we had with wee Bridie. ~Sincerely, The Knights
“Friendliest Dog in Fairfield Award” – 2001
We said good bye to Teddy today in the sunshine of our yard. He was such a sweet loving soul and will be missed by so many dog and human friends who were touched by his gentle nature.
“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.” – Anatole France”We who surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Yet we would live no other way, and cherish memory as the only certain immortality.” – Irving Townsend
Casey was always happy, always loving, always on the go, always entirely her own girl. Funny, silly, exuberant, bubbling over with joy. She did indeed give so much of herself to so many; it was her way of being. She had a lot to teach us. ~written by Pattie for the loss of Sheila’s dear Wheaton Terrier