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Craig Kleber a True Santa to the Animals

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We recieved a wonderful Christmas Gift from our wonderful Animal Friend, Craig Kleber,
” I am donating $1000 in memory of a dog who passed away that was rescued by Araceli Camacho  but also for your recent dog friend losses too, Joey’

                                                In memory of  unconditional love.
                                                                   


                                                                                       Dieguito 



Little ‘ Dieguito’ was born on May 3rd, 2006 in Los Angeles CA in the humble home of the Camacho Family! He passed on, unexpectedly, November  20th, 2015. He was the second of 7 siblings. He was a joy to the Canacho home for 9 beautiful years! His unconditional love taught people around him many lessons. 
Being a dachshund type dog his body shape caused him to have a herniated disk and that led to his departure from this earth. His family did everything possible to make him better but it was nearly impossible! His pain and suffering was unbearable for him and those who treasured him. 
When it was time to let him go his caring mother, Araceli, held him until his last breath left his body and his spirit went to heaven. The Camacho family misses him so much yet they know that he is no longer in pain and at peace. As Araceli said to me “he will forever remain in our hearts! Dieguito we will always love you! “
Bless you Dieguito 

In memory the Happy Street Dog Joey

Joey was the happiest stray dog down in Campania, Italy. With his love and positive attitued he was loved by many Italians, Brits and Americans. He touched so many hearts.
I got a message from Carol Mander Yeomans asking if we could find Joey a home. Stray, getting older (not in his mind at all) winter was coming….I said yes we would find him a home.
Jolene Callahan took him into her home during the health check and passport (helped us great during that time it took, Thank you)
Joey came to me and he was wonderful, deaf, positive little guy. He had a tough stabile charisma that told the other dogs to accept him. And they did, right until the end heart emoticon
No one answered on Joeys adoption add. Maybe because he was black…maybe because there are millions of dogs searching for homes out there!
He was loved, so much loved….and I didn’t get to have you for a long time, but you are forever in my heart. 
Joey, you got your wish granted, to fall a sleep outside in “your” freedom with me by your side. 
Thank you my veterinarian Martina (Germany) for helping me with Joeys wish heart emoticon
Freedom Joey. I miss you so much. heart emoticon

That’s Amore
Mia Olivia Max
Thank you dear Craig Kleber for helping so many animals and remembering them even when they are gone. You are an amazing true Animal Friend that is making a huge difference for many broken lives.
Craig, a true inspiring man that makes promises come true, a four legged Friend can always trust him…and AWL.

Good Bye My Friend RIP

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RIP JOEY my Friend,
Last Saturday I noticed that we were running out of time. You were still wagging your tail, but something had changed around you. Sunday came and you were laying close to me, closer than ever before. I knew the time was here.
That Monday morning phone call to the veterinarian was the hardest to make.
Joey was the happiest stray dog in Campania, Italy. With his love and positive attitued he was loved by many Italians, Brits and Americans. He touched so many hearts.
I got a message from Carol Mander Yeomans asking if we could find Joey a home. Stray, getting older (not in his mind at all) winter was coming….I said yes we would find him a home.
Jolene Callahan took him into her home during the health check and passport (helped us great during that time it took, Thank you)
Joey came to me and he was wonderful, deaf, positive little guy. He had a tough stabile charisma that told the other dogs to accept him. And they did, right until the end heart emoticon
No one answered on Joeys adoption add. Maybe because he was black…maybe because there are millions of dogs searching for homes out there!
He was loved, so much loved….and I didn’t get to have you for a long time, but you are forever in my heart. 
Joey, you got your wish granted, to fall a sleep outside in “your” freedom with me by your side. 
Thank you my veterinarian Martina (Germany) for helping me with Joeys wish heart emoticon
Freedom Joey. I miss you so much. heart emoticon
That’s Amore
Mia Olivia Max

YOU WILL ALWAYS BE IN MY HEART

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RIP, my wonderful handsome Sven.
This time I couldn’t save you. You had already decided to leave me.  I would have been a selfish fool if I would have stopped you.
I guess when Universe decided to give you such a huge heart, he felt the need to also give you this disability. You had such a charisma, glowing around you. 
Even when you spoke and we all laughed, and you got all exited. 

Always sleeping in my arms.
You were so full of life and love, and spread so many smiles to our hearts. I never met someone like you.
You got air under your wings to fly away, alone I stand here and cannot fly with you. 
You left Earth to early….. and me
Mia
#epilepsy #seizures 

HEAVEN HAVE CALLED HOME ONE OF HIS ANGELS

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 Our great animal friend Craig Kleber from Brentwood, LA, USA –I would like to call him our AWL Ambassador (or Saint), is one of a kind. He is following our cases with a big heart and passion. He is an amazing true animal friend. However, his love and care for animals doesn’t only go one direction.

Yesterday, AWL received this email and a donation check, 1000 dollar, in Cachito’s memory from Craig.
We (AWL) also want to send our respect and love to the Camacho family.
RIP Cachito
In the name of ‘Cachito’ (his guardians were the Camacho family) – a rescued dog who was loved by all who knew him. Cachito crossed the Rainbow Bridge last night after fighting illness, but he was surrounded by love and care so his journey started happily. He lived a long life on this earth and now will live forever with his doggie friends. I gave him some special treats and vitamins a few months ago and he wrote me a nice note on Saturday night that I want to share.
“Hi Mr. Craig, my name is Cachito. I am not feeling well. My sister Araceli and my mom have taken good care of me all of these years and I so thank them for all that and the happiness they have given me! I think my stay here will not be for long.”
Vaya con dios Querido Cachito

RIP LUCY

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Some time ago, AWL was helping abandoned and stray dogs at a gas station outside the (Navy) Support Site.  The people that worked there were happy that we could help them with the sick dogs that were roaming around their area.  We also could look after the healthy ones, finding them new homes.  

We rescued one dog, Benjamin, who had a horrible skin condition and suffered with a high fever.  No one wanted to foster him and not even the vet assistants wanted to hold him.  That’s how my hospice idea was born but it wasn’t until several years later it came to fruition.  Inside our basement garage, my husband built two big pens that we used for these souls that we wanted to help, but couldn’t let in our house or among the rest of our dogs.  It became something like a hospice.   

At the gas station we also found Abby, who was badly hit by a car.  She lay on the cold ground, shivering and looking so scared.   She is just a tiny little thing, and her condition made her look even more small and vulnerable.  We brought her with us to the veterinarian clinic.  What would later show on the x-rays will always be an amazing story.  

Abby had a lot of nosebleeds, and we applied different treatments but nothing we tried helped her.  Eventually, an x-ray was taken and it showed the hidden results of an old injury.  Probably hit by a car, one of her canine teeth had broken off and gone through the gum and jaw and up into her nose!  The wound had healed in her mouth, so nothing was ever seen during her many physical examinations.  Poor Abby!  But a great team got it out after 2 hours of surgery.

At the gas station we looked after some dogs that we had spayed and released.  They were happy there.  One day I got a phone call from the gas station’s boss.  There was a gorgeous dog tied up, wearing a pink collar and with a leash.  You could tell right away that it was someone’s pet.  She had been tied up in the dark, alone by herself, for more than 12 hours.  I picked her up, this sweet little female dog that was lovely and happy despite her plight and seemed ok with me, a stranger.  

I found out that Lucy had a microchip and I called the registration office, which gave me the owner’s name and phone number (back then they did this).  When I called, I got the definitive answer:  No, they didn’t want the dog back!

At that time we had so many dogs in my home (23 dogs! Never get a big house).   We couldn’t keep her with us.  For some time, we had been helping a small shelter with food donations, cleaning their cages and walking their dogs; I called the President for the shelter and asked if she could help me with “Lucy”?  It was urgent.
My daughter Olivia and I drove out to the shelter with a happy Lucy sitting in Olivia’s lap.  When we got to the shelter, the owner of the shelter told me I could put Lucy in a cage.  I stared at the President and then at Lucy.  
No way, I couldn’t leave Lucy in a cage.  She was a pet!  She would not take that kind of condition.  
This shelter was blessed with great volunteers.  One of these volunteers came up to me and said she could foster Lucy for me.  
That was how I met Martina.  That day our friendship started, and since then Martina and her partner Pio, have helped AWL and me (and my family) a lot. They are integral to AWL’s success and operations in the Naples area.  And they are a true friendship through all these years.
Lucy did great at Martina and Pio’s home, yet our joy exploded the roof off when Martina found a perfect home for her.  Pio took the train up north with Lucy in his lap and handed her over to a wonderful lady with her cats and a Doberman.  We received videos of Lucy with her new family, and have gotten regular updates for the past 4+ years.
A few of days ago, Lucy became sick and cancer was found inside of her. Lucy went through surgery but was still very sick. Her body was too weak and she didn’t have the strength to recover.  Lucy died in the lady’s arms — in her Angel mom’s warm embrace, knowing she was loved to her last breath (and beyond).

It’s always heartbreaking when they leave us, but we take comfort in knowing she was a lucky dog.  However, the luckiest are those who knew her.  She taught us hope despite being abandoned.  Lucy made sure I met Martina and Pio, and many years of hard and loving work rescuing would continue thanks to her.

Fly free little one, run effortlessly forever across the Rainbow Bridge.  And thank you for giving me two great friends and volunteers.
That’s Amore!

ROSIE YOU TOUCHED SO MANY HEARTS RIP

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We have followed this beautiful girl and her rescue mom back in the States for quiet some time. We have laughed and shared about her beautiful fight, but now we cry.
You touched so many hearts and forgave even more hearts. Thank you Rosie for teaching many people what true love is, and forgiveness. That’s Amore! RIP

UPDATE on ROSIE, born in the worst of puppy mills in USA Feb, 2010, and rescued in June, 2012, the little tenacious survivor enjoyed a REAL life of love for just a bit over a year. Last night, she left us…
From Everything Rosie:

“Rosie developed pneumonia and because of her abnormal trachea, it progressed so quickly that I lost her at 9:28 pm tonight. She was in my arms and I was holding her tightly willing her to stay. I am devastated and destroyed. My whole world was that little girl and I don’t know how to carry on even though I have to for the sake of the other dogs in my home. I am going to have her cremated tomorrow. Eddie is in India and is devastated as well. I am not announcing this right now. I don’t even want to live without her let alone try to explain that to anyone else. I am lost without my girl.”

MINI DIABLO HAS GONE TO HEAVEN

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Heaven has now received a small little dog with a “grande” personality that charmed his way into many hearts. At the Hospice, he was our Mini-Diablo but sometimes with an Angel’s personality. He knew how to Rock’n’Roll we volunteers to serve and love him. I liked him a lot, because he showed you right away if he liked YOU or not. In the beginning with many volunteers he loved to scare them, and then, win them over to his side.
He was very sick but always amazed us by recovering fast. He was the first dog that could faint and scare us volunteers to drive him to the veterinarian. Then he woke up, looking at us wondering why we starred at him — like we had seen a ghost.
Poe was something! He had his very own “Brentwood, Los Angeles, USA” sponsor, Craig Kleber that made sure that all his medical bills were taken care of.  He had his special VIP driver for his veterinarian check ups, and he adored his driver in life; Angelina.
His story started one rainy night some time ago.  From a car window our volunteer Martina yelled to her boyfriend to stop the car. She saw a little black shadow curled up trying to stay out of the cold rain.  She could sense through the window that something was not correct.  She ran out and picked him up.  She asked if he could be a hospice client?
Mr. Edgar Poe became quickly the rehab’s big martyr, to show some dogs that he hated them (always the bigger ones) and to some people he just got crazy.  In reality, Poe was a tiny, sickly, miniature Pinscher but had an ego of a Doberman.  He loved the volunteers, Martina, Pio, Sara, Sharon, Lori, Valeri, Sandra, Ivan, Abby, Chiara. But Angie was his most favorite!
A Swedish friend who earlier had adopted a handicapped dog from us asked to adopt him. We thought it was a lovely joke but after many conversations we understood that  she and her husband were serious.
Poe was very sick with a heart problem (we had a heart specialist examine him); he had leichmania; fluid in his lungs; and a small tumor in his anus.  Knowing all this, they still wanted to take him into their home and their hearts.  We were a little nervous about their two small, old, grumpy ladies (dogs) but they said they would work on it. I have known Maria for many years, she had a great reputation for working as a psychologist with dogs.  We decided to give Poe a chance to have a forever home, for as long as he had left.  This was the right family for him. 
I drove down to Campania, Italy and picked him, along with some other dogs who had homes in Germany and Sweden. He stayed with my family and me for two days, and then was off to Sweden on the final leg of his journey. He hated all my dogs and had to be kept separate. Ulla our Swedish volunteer (together with Vian) drove down 20 hours, stayed over night, then drove 20+ hours back up to Sweden.  Poe and the others were real troopers in the car.  Poe was quiet and lovely in the car, only barking if he made an accident in his travel cage.
Maria with family had loved Poe for a long time via pictures and stories. At 0400 in the morning they got him in their arms. He was great with the grumpy ladies, and as Poe always does…he showed whom he didn’t like right away.  It took him 10 days to settle in and after those days he was his old charmer. He guarded the kitchen when dinnertime came around.  He loved to drink coffee (true Italian) with his new mom.  He could dive into her big cup so Maria had always to make sure it was room temperature coffee so he wouldn’t burn his little tongue.  They fenced in their garden for him so he could walk in and out every day.  He had his forever home!
Unfortunately, just a couple of days ago he started to get very ill.  The veterinarian (on a home visit) said he wouldn’t have much time left.  Yesterday, Poe decided that he would pack his little heart full with Earthly memories and leave us all with broken hearts.  Never had the family imagined he would leave them this fast, already he was so entrenched in their hearts. 
Poe had no doubt that he was special and was so thankful to Martina and Pio who saw him that rainy, cold day and took action.   Likewise to Casa dell Amore, that brought him in and to all his fans and volunteers. But most important, he died in his own families’ arms, knowing that he was loved.
RIP, Mr. Poe.