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In Memory of Jill

Neapolitan Mastiff

An adotable dog in New Egypt, NJ

  • Young
  • Large
  • Female

Dear C and C, MY Previous Owners,
I want to thank you for "getting rid of us". I finally found love, even if it was just for 5 short months. I thank the Lord that my brother Jack will go on with people who will love and care for him. I pray that you are never blessed with another animal again. We are not car leases to through away when you tire of us. I came to my foster parents by pet taxi, you did not want to dirty you car. I came with bloody diarrhea shooting out of me. My poor brother arrived only able to walk on three of his legs. You banished us from the house when you did not want to care for us and when Jack got hurt and I got sick, you through us away. I suffered for a long time but you would not take me to the vet. You lied to the rescue, the neglect and lack of care. After two weeks of hospitalization, I was diagnosed with pythiosis,
I came back to my foster home and they did not through me out of the house, they welcomed me back with open arms. My foster mom slept with me every night, getting up several times to let me out. Sometimes I had accidents in my bed and sometimes I could not hold it all the way out the door. I only heard, "that's ok", and she just cleaned it up. She washed me gently and I smelled like lavender. She gave me purified water and boiled a chicken for me every day and I loved the eggs.. They never left me alone, not even to visit relatives over the Christmas holiday.
When traditional medicine gave up on me, my foster mom didn't, she contacted Dr. Harvey and looked into Chinese medicine. Because of them, I fought so hard to get well and for a short time, I was well. I no longer had blood in my poopies, They still would get hard and then get soft. I started gaining back a little weight. When I soiled myself, I was gently bathe. I was truly "unconditionally loved". I died in my sleep on Sunday night, March 28th. I did not have to die at 2. We are a lifetime commitment, not a whim.
Jill .

Contact Info


All About Them Giant Breed Rescue

New Egypt, NJ

Phone: 609-758-8261

Email: houndsberg@aol.com

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