The Colt Sticker
In Memory of Colt
Colt’s Story: “I adopted Colt from a shelter in South Carolina, just a few short months after graduating from college. He was a three year old huge black pittie mix, which made him less likely to get adopted, so I decided to try to give him the chance he (and all dogs) so much deserved. Overnight, he managed to steal my whole heart and become the center of my entire world. Colt was my best friend, my rock, my everything. I would've done anything for him, and him for me.
Fast-forward to years later, my husband and I were devastated to discover that Colt had developed chronic bone infarct in his leg. We wanted to do whatever possible to eliminate the source of the pain and ensure his happiness. So our 115 pound sweet boy underwent a front limb amputation. The vet told us it would likely take about two weeks or so before he was able to walk on his own again. With this in mind, we arrived at the vet's office, 48 hours post-op, to pick him up, take him home, and help him begin his recovery. While being assisted down the hall by the surgical team, Colt spotted me patiently waiting near the exit sign, and, against all odds, began to run faster than I can even remember him running when he had four legs. My boy was finally coming home and I couldn’t have been more excited.
Despite everything Colt had been through in his life, he never failed to be my number one fan and remind me to keep my head up no matter how difficult times may get or what obstacles may arise. He was a constant reminder of resilience, strength, and pure, unconditional love and devotion. He taught me that there is always, always something to be grateful for.
Colt spent the last three years of his life as a tripawd until he crossed over the rainbow bridge in November 2022, where I know he’s playing with countless sprinklers and watching endless amounts of Animal Planet, waiting until we meet again one day. I'm forever thankful for the Tripawds Foundation for their endless support, love and guidance as we and our boy adjusted to life with one less leg. I miss Colt more than words can ever express. The pain of losing him is unlike something I have ever felt. Not a day goes by that I don't think about my goofy boy. I will forever hold him tight within the deepest chambers of my heart and continue to keep his memories alive. For the rest of my life I will cherish the years we had together and the tremendous impact he made on me and everyone who was lucky enough to know him.”
"Everyone thinks they have the best dog, and none of them are wrong." W. R. Purche
2.83” x 4”
In Memory of Colt
Colt’s Story: “I adopted Colt from a shelter in South Carolina, just a few short months after graduating from college. He was a three year old huge black pittie mix, which made him less likely to get adopted, so I decided to try to give him the chance he (and all dogs) so much deserved. Overnight, he managed to steal my whole heart and become the center of my entire world. Colt was my best friend, my rock, my everything. I would've done anything for him, and him for me.
Fast-forward to years later, my husband and I were devastated to discover that Colt had developed chronic bone infarct in his leg. We wanted to do whatever possible to eliminate the source of the pain and ensure his happiness. So our 115 pound sweet boy underwent a front limb amputation. The vet told us it would likely take about two weeks or so before he was able to walk on his own again. With this in mind, we arrived at the vet's office, 48 hours post-op, to pick him up, take him home, and help him begin his recovery. While being assisted down the hall by the surgical team, Colt spotted me patiently waiting near the exit sign, and, against all odds, began to run faster than I can even remember him running when he had four legs. My boy was finally coming home and I couldn’t have been more excited.
Despite everything Colt had been through in his life, he never failed to be my number one fan and remind me to keep my head up no matter how difficult times may get or what obstacles may arise. He was a constant reminder of resilience, strength, and pure, unconditional love and devotion. He taught me that there is always, always something to be grateful for.
Colt spent the last three years of his life as a tripawd until he crossed over the rainbow bridge in November 2022, where I know he’s playing with countless sprinklers and watching endless amounts of Animal Planet, waiting until we meet again one day. I'm forever thankful for the Tripawds Foundation for their endless support, love and guidance as we and our boy adjusted to life with one less leg. I miss Colt more than words can ever express. The pain of losing him is unlike something I have ever felt. Not a day goes by that I don't think about my goofy boy. I will forever hold him tight within the deepest chambers of my heart and continue to keep his memories alive. For the rest of my life I will cherish the years we had together and the tremendous impact he made on me and everyone who was lucky enough to know him.”
"Everyone thinks they have the best dog, and none of them are wrong." W. R. Purche
2.83” x 4”
In Memory of Colt
Colt’s Story: “I adopted Colt from a shelter in South Carolina, just a few short months after graduating from college. He was a three year old huge black pittie mix, which made him less likely to get adopted, so I decided to try to give him the chance he (and all dogs) so much deserved. Overnight, he managed to steal my whole heart and become the center of my entire world. Colt was my best friend, my rock, my everything. I would've done anything for him, and him for me.
Fast-forward to years later, my husband and I were devastated to discover that Colt had developed chronic bone infarct in his leg. We wanted to do whatever possible to eliminate the source of the pain and ensure his happiness. So our 115 pound sweet boy underwent a front limb amputation. The vet told us it would likely take about two weeks or so before he was able to walk on his own again. With this in mind, we arrived at the vet's office, 48 hours post-op, to pick him up, take him home, and help him begin his recovery. While being assisted down the hall by the surgical team, Colt spotted me patiently waiting near the exit sign, and, against all odds, began to run faster than I can even remember him running when he had four legs. My boy was finally coming home and I couldn’t have been more excited.
Despite everything Colt had been through in his life, he never failed to be my number one fan and remind me to keep my head up no matter how difficult times may get or what obstacles may arise. He was a constant reminder of resilience, strength, and pure, unconditional love and devotion. He taught me that there is always, always something to be grateful for.
Colt spent the last three years of his life as a tripawd until he crossed over the rainbow bridge in November 2022, where I know he’s playing with countless sprinklers and watching endless amounts of Animal Planet, waiting until we meet again one day. I'm forever thankful for the Tripawds Foundation for their endless support, love and guidance as we and our boy adjusted to life with one less leg. I miss Colt more than words can ever express. The pain of losing him is unlike something I have ever felt. Not a day goes by that I don't think about my goofy boy. I will forever hold him tight within the deepest chambers of my heart and continue to keep his memories alive. For the rest of my life I will cherish the years we had together and the tremendous impact he made on me and everyone who was lucky enough to know him.”
"Everyone thinks they have the best dog, and none of them are wrong." W. R. Purche
2.83” x 4”