Come here, Jessie, I have an impawtant story to tell you today. Once upon a time, there was a lady named Sharon and her husband Damon. They were going to get a new dog. Sharon wanted some other breed, but Damon said he'd had boxers as a kid and they were the bestest dog ever. So he wanted to get a boxer. And they did, a handsome guy named Hammer.
Sharon and Hammer
Well, after a while, Hammer was SO awesome that he made Sharon want to help boxers. So she started volunteering for local boxer rescue. Eventually, she had some disagreements with their management and didn't want to volunteer with them anymore. She was crying one day, because she couldn't help more pawesome boxers like Hammer, and Damon said the magic words, "Why don't you start your own boxer rescue?"
And that is how Sharon became the Pack Leader of Legacy Boxer Rescue! Thanks to Damon and Hammer, Sharon started a group that has helped thousands of boxers over more than a decade. That's who saved Jessie and me both and helped us find our Momma, and has saved the lives of so many other boxers. We all owe them so much.
Sadly, yesterday Damon had a heart attack and passed away to where Hammer was waiting for him on the Rainbow Bridge. We know there are no words to express how Auntie Sharon is feeling, and all of LBR's hearts are breaking.
That's so sad, Casey! Is there anything we can do to help?
Auntie Sharon needs all our love right now. And tomorrow on Thanksgiving, when we all think as usual about how thankful we are for LBR and how they saved our lives, we need to be especially thankful for Damon and Hammer, who started it all with a gentle nudge.