After years of traveling across country on my motorcycle  and sharing my experiences with friends and family, I've decided to create 

Dog On A Hog ~ Ezra's Ride For Roswell 

 a way to raise money for 

Roswell Park Cancer Institute 

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Ride in Honor or Memory of someone

affected by cancer.

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Rest In Peace Ezra

It is with great grief and sorrow  that I tell you that Ezra Dog On A Hog Ezra's Ride For Roswell crossed over the rainbow bridge yesterday. 

Ezra passed away being surrounded by his pack members. He spent the last 2 weeks being visited by friends and family. Being Loved, petted and spoiled and given unlimited biscuits and treats.

Everything that we fought for, fighting against cancer,is what took him. He ended up having blood cancer.

Ezra had quite the adventurous life, from being rescued from a Drug house, living at a shelter in Pennsylvania  for 4 months, to moving to a different state to become our pack member. From day 1 Ezra was amazing, always respectful, and never really getting in trouble. Most amazing Dog Ever. From getting car sick to riding on the back of my motorcycle across the country, to raise money for cancer research. Our efforts raised over $17.000 so far.

Ezra had a special gift. He was empathetic, and would comfort people hurting in his own special way. He knew when people were hurting and would try to comfort them. He had that 6th sense. I believe that G-d sent him to us for a reason. We have been through so much since we got him. He helped us through all those tough times. With a nudge, head on our lap, or something we could hug and cry onto. 

It's so hard to figure out when to let a pet go. His actions told us it was time. He was comfortable till the end, we made sure of that. Ezra that carefree dog running in the wind, jumping on to my motorcycle, barking at people walking by or outrunning a squirrel.... That Ezra was no more. He laid on his cot looking into the yard, ignoring the neighbor giving Samson a biscuit. (Ezra, used to stand at the fence and bark till the neighbor came out and gave him a biscuit) His decline was fast. 

The steroids helped him have one really good day. He even tried to play with Samson, though that was just wishful thinking on Ezras part. He was too wobbly to actually play. My favorite day was not one of his best days, but one that I haven't seen him so happy as this in a long time. When @Deborah Marie Callahan came to visit him. He actually did a dance on  his hind legs. He was so happy. 

RIP Ezra,