Lone Star Boxer Rescue is a nonprofit 501(C)(3) organization dedicated to the health and well-being of the boxer breed. LSBR is run and managed 100% by volunteers since 1999. Our main objective is to rescue, rehabilitate, and re-home boxers that come to us from many sources including local animal shelters, owner surrenders, and strays. Please consider making a tax deductible donation to allow us to save more dogs in need. 

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Today We Rescued Your Dog
by Pat Closher

Today we rescued your dog. We don’t know where you got him from - maybe you saw him
in a pet store window or maybe one of your neighbors bred a few litters a year just to make some vacation money or because they loved their dogs so much that of course they wanted to have puppies. We don’t know much about how you cared for him either, although our vet thought that for such a young dog, his teeth were in pretty bad shape.
Did you know they were going to keep him outside? At least it was a pretty mild winter. There were no heavy snows, not much heavy winter rain and only a few days of bitter cold. But for all of those weeks he had no companionship, no care, and no love.
For some reason, your grandparents took him to the shelter. Maybe a neighbor complained about him or maybe their own health gave out or maybe they just got tired of him. You know the local shelter is a kill shelter, don’t you? You know that their own statistics indicate that about half of the dogs that enter are killed, don’t you?  Maybe your grandparents thought he would be adopted quickly. He is a purebred, after all. No one was interested in him, though, maybe since he’s an adult dog and not a cute little puppy. No one contacted the purebred rescue group either. They probably would have placed him quickly, since he really is a great boy.  The shelter is a clean place and they take good care of the dogs. They get good food and they’re bathed and brushed. It’s still a shelter though, and is noisy and chaotic and frightening. He spent two months there in that confusion, away from everyone and everything he had known.

One day, we saw him on the shelter web site. We called and asked about him. The shelter workers were so happy to hear from us and were delighted to agree to bring him to a local pet store where they do adoptions. Do you want to know why they were so accommodating? He was scheduled to be killed that afternoon. He didn’t know that, but the shelter workers certainly did. It hurt them and he felt that, so he knew something was wrong.  All of a sudden, though, the shelter workers were happy and excited and so was he. They bathed him and brushed his coat. We think they probably told him this was it - his big chance, or maybe he just knew it somehow. When we met him, we all fell in love.

He had to go to the vet to be neutered, of course, but then he came home. He has his very own 13 year-old boy. You know, it’s almost like watching one of those old Lassie movies, seeing how well they’ve bonded. He’s got good food and his own toys. He’s taken on walks three times a day, is regularly groomed and is taken to the vet for needed care. We’ll be with him always, even if we have to make that last, difficult decision, because, you see, he is our dog and we are his family.

He has a good heart you know, but then he is a dog, so that’s to be expected. He’s probably forgiven you and, with a dog’s grace, doesn’t even remember you dumped him. He’d probably even be willing to greet you at the Rainbow Bridge. But you know what? He’ll greet us and go with us at the Bridge, and then he’ll be with us forever, because he’s our dog and we’re his family.
The way we heard the story, you moved out of state and didn’t want to take him with you. You left him at your grandparents. Maybe you thought a lively, handsome dog was just the thing for them, and under better circumstances it might have been. Maybe they have been cleaning up your messes for your entire life and an unwanted dog was just another mess to clean up.
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Xander came to us through LSBR in August, 2008. For 10 years he filled our lives with joy and love. It is actually he that rescued us. We thank LSBR for taking Xander in and letting him adopt us. Our dear companion may be gone but he will never be forgotten.

Xena Warrior Princess
6/28/2008 (adopted) – 1/25/2012 (left for Rainbow Bridge)

Our Xena came to live with us after being rescued from someone’s back yard. Apparently they fed her if they thought about it so she was a skeleton with skin and demadex mange. She had no friends on this planet and did not know what to expect.

She was so afraid that she would not even go into the kitchen for a drink of water. When she was given food she was afraid of the thing that came with it (the bowl) and would try to dump it on the floor because that was how she ate.

The first night was spent on a leash because it was the only way to stop her from slamming into the sliding glass doors. After all, her home was outside in the rain and thunder. She just knew she was going to be in trouble for being inside where there was a warm and dry bed for her.

There were these things all over that squeaked when you stepped on them but she was afraid to touch them. Then Beauty (our bull boxer) came over and picked it up, shook it and then put it down in front of her. Xena began to relax.

She learned how to go up and down the stairs that took her to a nice yard with balls and rattles to chase. She loved running with Beauty and Ben. Ben would try his best to catch her and succeeded when he took the short cut!

Xena was not in the best of health because she was not fed during her puppy years (months for us). She had a few issues but she learned what love was. She loved us and we loved her.

It was hard to let her go because she was so young and still small, she did not grow as big as most boxers because of her not so good start, but her soul was bigger than the grand canyon with all the love she had to share.

She will be missed in so many ways, but it is good to know that she is waiting with Ben at the bridge for me.

We miss you: Bertha, Gail and Bobbie

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