Rex and his biological sister Coco were transported to Albuquerque from Dallas, Tx in January 2011 after their human parents were no longer able to take care of them. I accepted them both first as fosters but later decided their home was with me, so I adopted them. They quickly acclimated to their new home, being very friendly, loving all people they met. Rex was especially outgoing and social. They both loved going to the dog park to enjoy the interaction with both human and canine friends. They loved riding in the truck, hanging their heads out the windows, smelling the scents of other living creatures. Sadly, Coco passed away in spring of 2012.

Rex continued to thrive in spite of losing his sister and his deteriorating hips. He became a legend at the local dog park on Unser Boulevard. Because he always attempted to break up scuffles that broke out between much younger dogs, he was appointed “sheriff of the park” and was henceforth referred to as “the sheriff”. Rex was never frivolous enough to care about chasing a ball or other dogs, but was focused totally on getting loved by anyone within walking distance. He would walk up to strangers and convince them they needed to bend over and give him some loving. Rex enjoyed short swims in the ditches along the bosque, where his leg problems were less evident and he could cool off. Rex dreamed more than any other dog I know. Every night I could hear his back legs racing on his pillow while attempting to outrun the rabbit or cat he was chasing in his very vivid dreams. Must have been dreams from his younger years where he was much more active.

As time went on, Rex’s back legs continued to deteriorate and it was painful to watch him walk. In spite of that pain, Rex shadowed me around the house more than any other dogs. He never complained about his physical limitations. He would still want to go for short walks until he could go no further. I decided that the only way we get Rex walking any distances was to buy him a walking wheel chair. Reluctantly, Rex would allow me to put him into the wheel chair and walk the 1/3 mile to the park with the other two dogs. Folks at the park renamed the wheel chair “Rex’s chariot”, it was a real hoot watching him navigate in his chariot.

Late last fall Rex began having breathing issues and was diagnosed with cancer. The breathing could be somewhat controlled with medication. Rex continued to enjoy eating and socializing up until the end of his life. Rex passed away during the early morning hours of February 1, 2014.