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The Story of Brian I
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Howard and Mary
Alice
with Brian
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Brian I was an accident and a miracle that changed my life forever.
Brian's story begins in 1990
when I was visiting a friend in my home-state of Oregon. We were
site-seeing along a woods road when what looked like a small white rabbit
darted out from the woods to the car. My friend was not traveling very
fast and was able to immediately stop. She got out to look under the car
and cried out, "Omigosh, it is a puppy!"
I quickly gathered the dirty, quivering pup
and we immediately took him to the vet to be cleaned up and taken care of.
In trying to find the owner, we found out that the sheriff had raided and
shutdown a poorly run puppy mill about a mile from where we found the pup.
I decided to keep him. I named him
Brian and immediately fell in love with him. He was affectionate and the
perfect companion for me. Or should I say I was the perfect companion for
Brian! At any rate, he gave me tremendous joy and companionship. the
following year I met and married Howard Davis, who also fell in love with
Brian. Brian enthusiastically accepted Howard into his happy family.
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Interestingly, none of the vets we took Brian
to could identify his breed. He was not anything they had seen before.
Tragically, Howard was diagnosed with
cancer four years after we were married. Little Brian refused to move from
his side during the ordeal. When he died, Brian and I became inseparable. Brian
became my rock for several years of grieving and going through a maze of
legal issues.
Mary Alice Davis> |
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the summer of 2005 I was in my kitchen when Brian began barking furiously
in the living room. He rarely barked and when I went to see what was the
matter I entered the living room just in time to see a pack of coyotes
push my screen door open and attack Brian. He was standing his ground to
defend me. But he did not stand a chance against six or seven coyotes. He
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It was during my grieving for my
companion that I did a diligent search of the internet to try to find his
breed. I found he was a Bolognese, a rare breed that was popular within
the nobility of Europe. I decided then that I would honor Brian by helping
restore the breed and fill as many families with joy as possible. Of
course, in the process, I am once again receiving triple doses of that
same joy!
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