Sadie III was adopted by her foster family, the McManis', of Ohio in April 2003. Sadie III was just going to stay for a little while but she fit into her new home so well that they decided to make it permanent.

Sam was adopted by the Henry/Cook family of Ohio in May 2006. He joins little brother, Ozzy, a beagle mix and a new 2-legged brother. Sam III was quite the hit at his foster home, keeping them constantly entertained with his antics. He's a boy that is quite simply happy to be alive and determined to enjoy every minute of it. We are sure that Sam's new family will keep us entertained with the ongoing saga of Sam's adventures.

Sammi Sue was an almost 1 yr. old red female who was turned in by her owner. She was a sweet, loving girl who loved to play with the other bloodhounds. She went to her new forever home in October 2001. She was adjusting well but began displaying episodes of extreme aggression. Her new home worked extensively with her and she was medically checked as well. The unfortunate veterinary diagnosis was Sudden Rage Syndrome. Sammi Sue was lovingly held by her new Mom as she crossed the Rainbow Bridge in November 2001.

Sammy was adopted by the Hansen/Ackerman family of Illinois in March 2005. This very active, curious boy will enjoy living the "big city" life and playing with his new basset/beagle buddy during the week. On most weekends, he gets to go to the country to play in the forests & fields and horses. Along the way, he's may learn how to be a SAR doggie too!

Update 5/05: Hi, Well, we have had Sammy for about 8 weeks now. Time flies and yet I cannot imagine not having him around. He started his basic "manners" class is doing very well. We will be starting SAR work this summer. Right now he loves to go for long walks. During the week, I take him to the park and hook him up to my horses 22ft lung line and we do cover some ground. On weekends, we hook him up on the lung line and hike the trails. He LOVES it. We figure he has put on about 10 lbs. I wish he would pull me UP the hills instead of down. We will have to work on it. Anyway, just wanted to update you. Will let you know how the SAR stuff goes when I start. I can see how people start to collect these dogs. Thanks again!

Update 7/07: It has been almost 3 weeks now since we had to put Sammy down. I can only now sit down and write this for him. We loved him so much and will miss him terribly. We got Sammy when he was three years old from MBR and we loved him from the moment we saw him. Sammy loved to sing, walk and find things. He was an excellent finder. We worked with the local sheriff at getting him used to his awesome nose and he did so without hesitation. Sammy loved to go for car rides, sit on the couch with my husband and get his ears rubbed. He tolerated the puppy (another bloodhound from MBR) for extended periods of time. Something or someone in Sammy's past did him an extreme disservice which made him possessive-aggressive. He became too dangerous and, rather than risk more bites resulting in stitches or life in a crate for extended periods of time, which would only make him more aggressive, the decision was made to put him down. It was one of the worst days of our lives. RIP Sammy, we love you and miss you and always will.

Sassy was adopted by the Luvaas family of South Dakota in August 2002.

Scanner was adopted by the Hertel family of New York in October 2004. This beautiful, retired police bloodhound will live out the rest of his life in leisure. If he feels like playing, he'll have his new Rottie brother to romp with. If not, then he'll enjoy being totally spoiled by his new mom!

Update 4/05: Today is the fourteenth day I have awoken to such a sadness and emptiness in my heart. On Friday April 22, 2005, I had to unselfishly let my much beloved companion, friend, and confidante Scanner leave this breathing life to go forward to someplace where he awaits me. I only had Scanner for 7 months 17 days and 17hours give or take, but the lessons he taught me, and the love he gave me saved my life. Just indulge me and sit down, grab a tissue and read this short story about my time as Scanners rescue Mom. I rescued Scanner, a 9 year old retired police bloodhound from Midwest Bloodhound Rescue on Sept 5th 2004. I saw his picture on the site and immediately set my heart on bringing this dog back to Buffalo, NY from Illinois. I wanted to give him the kind of retirement he deserved after years of service to the community to which he served. After numerous calls and paperwork I set out on a road trip to pick him up and bring him home.  The minute I saw him, I knew he had me. I can’t even start to tell you all the “Scanner” stories, from the road trip home (very smelly) to his first bath. Still not sure who bathed whom that first time in the tub. All the rules that applied to Rocky, his Rottweiler brother went out the window. Forget no couch, numerous pictures to prove that rule was first to go, to no dogs in the kitchen, and feet get dried in hallway before coming in. That lasted, until all the neighbors started inquiring of the strange sound bellowing from the hallway in my house. There was the mischievous Scanner. I went out and bought an old log cabin doghouse and we tore it apart to insulate it. Not two weeks later, he first went to the Rotties doghouse and ripped all his insulation out. Then proceeded to finish the demolition on his own log cabin the proceeding weeks. Its also baffles many that I have more pictures of Scanner then of my kids and grandkids. The stories could go on and on, ever catch me in person or on the internet and don’t want to hear Scanner stories, run fast in the other direction.  The hardest part of the story is the end. I saved his life and he in returned save mine with the very last breath he took. While holding his proud, regal droopy ole face as he left this breathing world I experience horrible chest pain, I assumed it was a broken heart. It wasn’t, Scanner’s leaving me brought on a heart attack. I spent my next four days in Cardiac Care Unit with what doctor diagnosed as a heart attack. The thing is, I am a very healthy 46 year old women with no indications of heart disease. Thank god Scanner’s leaving of this world brought me to not leave this world and try to change my life style.  My new lifestyle is “Scanner’s style”. Take things slow, be patient, love everyone that stops to appreciate you and most of all when you can find a place to just STOP and rest, stop and rest. He lived most of his ending days looking for his next place to nap, now everyday I try to stop and take a break and appreciate everything I have. I hope his lessons will help me live a long life and retire with the grace and kindness that Scanner did. We all love and miss you Scanner. There is not one hour of one day I don’t think of you,  Your loving Mom

Scarlett was adopted by the Jervis family of Ohio in February 2003. This cute little (Ha!) puppy does not have an 2-legged siblings to play with but she sure does have some BIG 4-legged siblings to play with as they are Great Danes!

Scooby passed away in March 2004 after succumbing to Parvo. This beautiful little boy was born in a shelter and rescued by MBR when he was 5 days old. He and some of his littermates were days away from going to their forever homes when the virus struck. He fought bravely but it was too much for his little body.

Shaebe was adopted by the Luvaas Family in December 2004. We were starting to think Shaebe was going to live forever. She was a grand dog that was consistent until the day she died - in other words a big pain in the butt! We loved her dearly and will miss her terribly but now my walls, windows, floors, toilet lid, etc. stand a remote chance of staying clean for more than two minutes.

Sheffield was adod by the Peterson family of Iowa in February 2002. He will have fun playing with the rat terrier, farm cats and miniature horses the family owns, as well as the 9 & 11 year old two-legged siblings. His new owner also intends to train with him for possible SAR work.

Update: Sheffield has done quite well here.....he has had no health problems whatsoever, except we are still battling with his weight a bit, the boy LOVES his food!! We adopted a 4 day old orphan kitten about 6 months after Sheffield moved in, and Sheffield was TERRIFIED of him for quite some time......he didn't even like me to pet him until after I washed my hands when I bottled the kitty...but they grew to a mutual respect as the kitty got older. He does prefer spending most of his time outside when it's nice out.....I think he just loves watching the horses, and barking at the chickens as they run by him. He will, on occasion, have an accident in the house, usually when he has already been outside, and he thinks it's too nice out to be in the house, and wants to go right back out. He'll walk around by the door and just do a little dribble on the floor, as if he's saying, " See, I told you I wanted out. That'll teach you for not listening!!" His food aggression has improved a lot....however, he does have certain toys that he only gets at certain times, because he is very possessive of them, and if we let him keep them all the time, he gets "grumpy" when someone goes near them. Well, I guess that's about it for any issues we've had with him.....don't get me wrong, I love him dearly, just trying to give you everything we've run into since he's been here. For the most part, he has been absolutely wonderful!! My only regret is that I haven't been able to find ANYONE near here that knows anything about mantrailing, I would still love to try to work with him on learning, but don't want to try to do it alone for fear of messing him up, lol......so am still trying to find some help on that one. He obviously has a talent for tracking critters, anyway.....when we go for walks, he'll get his nose onto something, and we're both off, and long after he's already found the trail, I will see some sort of tracks in the gravel, and he's following right along. Hate it when that trail leads into a culvert or something, and I have to try to pull him out though, lol.......don't want to have him find a nest of skunks or something, poor guy!! If you wanted any more specifics, feel free to let me know!! Thought I'd attach a couple of pics......."Sheffy" and the big bad kitty, and Sheffy playing with one of the horses......he LOVES the horses, I think he is happy to see someone 4 legged about his size!!!

Update 7/07: Hey guys...was just looking thru some pics we took yesterday and my daughter reminded me that we haven't sent any to you in quite awhile. So, I thought I had better send some! He is still a very spoiled boy (and obviously needs to go back on his diet again). We have worked through some aggression issues with him but still love & enjoy him very much. Hope you enjoy the pics...thanks again! I knew something was wrong Sunday morning when I walked in the room, and he didn't even lift his head (up from his brand-new, orthopedic, faux lambswool covered bed).  He had been a bit "creaky" with the cold weather we've had lately, but showed no other signs past his getting to be a bit of an old man. He looked to have passed peacefully during the night, like all of us hope for.  He just looked like he was still sleeping. We are having him cremated, and will spread his ashes in the spring, in the grove that was his favorite place to sniff out and trail critters. A million thanks for giving us the chance to share the past 6 years with our dear Sheffy.

I just wanted to thank you for all of your help with Smokee. We tried everything with him, but he was laid to rest on 8-21-03. We can't figure out exactly what went wrong, but Smokee was very loving 95% of the time and the other 5% he was very dangerous. Its almost as if a switch was turned on and off in his head. After trying to attack my self and my Husband, we had to make this decision for him. I cry as I write this to you because this is the hardest decision we ever had to make. He was only a little over 1 year old, but we gave him the best life I think anyone could have. He was loved so much and it hurts so bad. Thank you.Dan & Amanda Heather

Please note that Smokee was purchased by the Heathers from a supposedly reputable breeder. MBR tried to assist in evaluating his behavior and counselling the family.

Sweetie was adopted by the Mikles family of Wisconsin in May 2001. Sweetie was found as a stray by a woman with other bloodhounds. She was quickly named for her "sweet" disposition. Her new family includes 2 kids and an aussie/shepard mix to play with. The Mikles learned the hard way about bloodhound antics when Sweetie, who was all clean and shiny for her new family, went and rolled in a mud puddle minutes before her new family was to take her home!

Update 9/03: Sweetie n/k/a Darlin - Thanks for checking in on us. Darlin is doing great. She is the sweetest female dog we have had. We try to walk/run with her about 4 times a week. She likes to try and knock us over to give us a big hug. She likes to roll on her back to get a belly rubbin'. Now that we are in Arizona, she makes good use of a dipping pool that we set up for her and she likes to cool off in it.

Update 5/07: Sweetie passed away due to old age.

Tiny n/k/a Ace was adopted by the Yetzer family of Minnesota in October 2001. This newly married couple is overjoyed to add the big lug to their family and are probably going to spoil him rotten. Ace will begin training shortly, along with his new "dad", to assist the Rice County Sheriff's department.

Update 9/03: Tiny/Ace was my baby! My husband’s pal and buddy but my baby. We adopted Ace (aka Monkey, a nickname we later gave him) in October of 2001. My husband works for the sheriff’s department and I was a dog lover – why not mix work w/ pleasure was our thought. We did research and really looked into the bloodhounds before we adopted Acers. He was beautiful!! And a lover! He was great w/ my parent’s golden retriever who is very much an alpha female but Ace didn’t let her get to him. You would never believe how much trouble those two would get into. He was a fabulous tracker – he was born to track! He picked up right away – what an incredible LOSS the county has had since we lost our Monkey. He did become aggressive – we don’t know why or what his history was. There wasn’t any consistency to his aggression, at least none we could see. He nipped at a young boy we were tracking, my mother in law, my husband and some others. We had a daughter in December 2002 and Ace bit again – we could not risk him hurting our daughter and we could not give him up. I could not stand the thought that someone may hurt him again, (I’m sure he was abused at some point and that is what brought out the aggression) he was my baby and we just could not bear that thought. At least when we put him down he was be in the comfort of our arms on his way to the Lord and he could have a final resting place at home with us. We loved him and miss him VERY much!!!! We did plant a lilac as his headstone and it is doing very well – keeps us smiling.

Toby was adopted by the Travis family of Illinois in October 2001. The Travis' had been fostering this wonderful gentleman after they tragically lost their beloved bloodhound, Mandy. Then Maxine a/k/a Joy came into their lives and stole their hearts. Well, in typical Toby style, he just quietly wormed his way into all of their hearts also. With this adoption, their home is now at capacity. MBR is saddened to lose a great foster home but ecstatic that 2 wonderful dogs have found a terrific "forever" home.

Tracker was euthanized due to overt aggression.

Virgil was adopted by the Pince family of Minnesota in September 2003. Virgil is a classic example of what happens when you buy a dog from a pet store. He's a great dog mentally but has carried on genetic defaults physically. His right hip is okay so far but his left hip has already been replaced. He moves fine now and enjoys playing. He will be fully spoiled being the only dog in his new home.

Update 1/04: He's grown to be very playful and affectionate over these past few days.

Update: Hope all is well in Illinois. I was browsing your website, and realized I had never sent you a recent picture of Virgil. Attached you'll find some new pics of our lovable pooch. Virgil has become such a huge part of our lives, and we honestly don't know what we'd ever do without him! Thanks, again, for helping us find our Virgil.

Update 12/05: Virgil came to us in the fall of 2003 with a history of medical issues - bad hip, anal glands that needed expressing once a week (ICK!), ear problems, joint pain...but gosh darn that dog! We couldn't help but love him because he was such a doofus. We had to let good ol' Virg cross the Rainbow Bridge this morning. About 3 months ago he started having seizures, and they progressively got worse. After his last seizure (last night) he became very aggressive and tried to bite his dad. Well, with a newborn on his way home for the first time today, we couldn't risk Virgil and the baby going at it. Dad held him in his arms as he fell asleep - sleep well, buddy! No more pain and no more suffering for you. We know he didn't want to be mean. We know he was a loving boy to the end. And we'll certainly miss our big dumb dog! He was as loyal as any dog could be - stubborn, but loyal. He loved going for walks, rides and laying on every bed in the house. Always there to greet you at the door, and always there to slobber on the kitchen table as you ate. But he did go out in style - lots bacon, eggs, and sausage for the appetizer and 2 bacon, egg & cheese biscuits from McDonalds! We love you, Virg. See you on the other side. Pince Family

Wally was adopted by the Dubel/Hutchin family of Michigan in January 2002. This beautiful liver/tan boy joins 2 Siberian Huskey big sisters and a little Newfoundland brother. Wally and the Newfie were playmates right from the start. MBR hopes that Wally and the Newfie don't decide to get in a drooling contest!

Update 9/03: Wally is doing great - very healthy. Has some occasional skin problems but is otherwise a great dog.

Wally III
(1/04 to 6/04)

Wally was euthanized in June 2004 due to overt aggression. This beautiful pup was bought by ignorant people who should not have owned a dog to begin with. They chained him outside and occasionally remembered to give him food and water. Animal control was finally notified and Wally III was removed from his home. The owners turned over ownership of the dog to the shelter, who then turned him over to MBR. We began a long process of putting weight on him and properly socializing him. Unfortunately, too much damage had already been done. He had learned to be aggressive and MBR was unable to get this under control.

Wilma passed away in March 2004 after succumbing to Parvo. This beautiful little girl was born in a shelter and rescued by MBR when he was 5 days old. She and some of her littermates were days away from going to their forever homes when the virus struck. She fought bravely but it was too much for her little body.

Woo Doggy was adopted by the Boyll family of Indiana in August 2003. He will join Shine, a shepherd mix, 5 horses and 2 cats. That should keep this playful boy busy!

Update 1/04: Woo Doggy crossed the Rainbow Bridge. About 3 weeks ago Woo was going downhill again, so we went back to the vet. His lymph nodes were inflamed, so the vet took a needle aspirate to send in for evaluation. The results suggested some cancerous changes and they wanted a larger biopsy. I took him back and they removed one of his lymph nodes for analysis. The results came back last week as lymphosarcoma. This is a malignant cancer with a very guarded prognosis. My vet was looking into what the best protocol for treatment might be, but it was progressing much too rapidly. Between the time of the first biopsy to the second, his lymph nodes had nearly tripled in size. This past weekend, the lymph nodes in Woo's chest had stopped working completely and he was building up fluid in the lungs. By Sunday, his breathing was very labored and he was uncomfortable. The vet said we could try lasix and steroids to take out the fluid, but that was a Band-Aid. I miss his droopy face and constant tail wag. He quickly burrowed into my heart and now there is an empty hole. I look forward to seeing him again on the other side.

Yogi was adopted by the Sunrise Assisted Living Center in Minnesota in August 2003. This very special boy will primarily be in their special neighborhood for the memory-impaired, but will also enjoy visiting with the other residents (the residents are already bickering over which floor he should live on)! He has already buddied up with the lovely lady in the picture with him, who is a proud 100 years young! MBR is very honored and proud of Yogi for the loving assistance he is giving to the residents. MBR also acknowledges and is thanks Sunrise for their assistance and wonderful attitude towards pets in their facilities.

Update 10/03: I cannot tell you how happy EVERYONE is with our new boy (YOGI BEAR). He has been a perfect gentleman since his arrival. The residents can't stop loving him and of course he gives love back (the paw). We now have all three floors wanting him. The 1st and 2nd floor think the cats should go up to 3rd and Yogi should be on 1st and 2nd. We let him roam the house a couple of times a day so EVERYONE can see him (and pet him). He goes outside on the patio, does what he needs to and walks right in to the elevator. He so "precious". Tomorrow is he Dr. appointment. Thank you so much for trusting us with him. We love him so!!!!!!!!!!!! We are checking the website daily to see when the picture will appear in the "success stories". Again THANK YOU!

Update 4/04: I am so sorry that I have not given you any updates on Yogi. He is truly a joy to have in the home. We have moved him from our third floor to the first and second floor. He now has freedom to roam the entire home. He never tries to get out of the door (in fact he doesn't really like to leave the house at all). I have taken him to an off leash park near my home so that he can have freedom to run in 30 acres of a fenced area for dogs. Actually he still likes to stay pretty close to me. Yogi is a hit with everyone. It is ironic that you want an update as I would like to share a story with you. This past Tuesday night (April 27th), around 10:30, Yogi was sitting outside a residents room on 2nd floor. This was unusual as at 10:30 PM Yogi is usually asleep on one of the many couches in the home. When a Care Manager walked by, Yogi barked at her. The Care Manager was frightened as this was not his personality, so she got another Care Manager to go back to the room with her, Yogi barked at both of them. When they opened the residents door, Yogi just walked away (they said it was like he was happy someone came to the door)..The resident had died! We are all VERY PROUD of him. The family even had tears when we told them about what Yogi had done. Thank you so much for trusting us with him. We love him SO! He has put on a few pounds though! How can we resist that face?

Update: Yogi died of complcations due to cancer.

Zippy a/k/a Sadie was adopted by the Jones family of Wisconsin in November 2001. Most of the time, she will enjoy being the pampered only dog of the family but will enjoy the playing with their 11 yr. old twin boys on the weekends. Sadie is a strong little girl who has already endured being in a shelter, surviving Parvo and demodectic mange.

Update 9/06: Hello Sandy & Crew at MBR. Sadie turned (5) this year and as an adult has not shown much in the way of settling down, there is still a lot of youngster left in her. Sassy little bitch too! You can see by the pictures that she has filled out nicely to the extent that we had to reduce her feedings a bit but she is in great shape. Aaron, (1/2 of the twins, age 16) is with us full time now, (long story. Besides being nice to have him around all the time it is also a plus to be able to share doggy duties with him He is really good about it and the two of them are close pals. She is a very typical bloodhound in that she has to be everywhere you are and hangs out in the kitchen with you in hopes of a food scrap hitting the floor during meal prep. Not much need to sweep with her on the lookout, if only the dust bunnies were digestible there would not be much need to sweep at all. She is still trying to be friends with the cat but needless to say Queen Trixie will have none of it. Grooming is still a challenge in that she will not let us trim her nails, you would swear that you were trying to put her feet in a vice and trimming her nails with a chainsaw. On the flip side of this the groomer at the kennel where we board her has no trouble at all. She claims that Sadie will just stand there while she clips away, go figure. She also offers free nail maintenance on Tuesdays and Thursdays to the regular customers. We have a new kennel to board her at and she is truly one of the stars out there. She gets her own "suite" as they call it and when we drop her off will willingly and at times forcefully lead the owner of the kennel to it. The plus side is that it is (5) minutes away as opposed to the last place that was 1/2 hour away, (one way). We do not have a need to board her too often but it is nice to have a facility so nice so close. That's about it for now, hope all is well in B-Hound ville. Saw the wedding pictures, very nice, Sandy was looking pretty damn hot that day! Could not help but notice that a lot of the shots involved the consumption of"Jaeggie" in them. We can only imagine what your heads felt like the next day and also wonder why there were no pictures of the day after, (DUHHHHH!!). Mark & Tammy

Zora joined the Confederacy in June 2003. She’s now a Southern Belle and a resident of Virginia. Zora was a true MBR success story. She was abandoned by a cruel owner in Indiana who elected to cast her out instead of giving her proper medical care. When she came to MBR she was very distraught and was severely malnourished. Two different foster homes nourished her back to health and now she’s an 85# beautiful, happy, dog. She’s so happy because she’s found a soul mate in the Farley family who showed up in a Mustang full of doggie toys. This girl’s going to be spoiled and that’s just what she needs to help her get over her years of confinement. Her foster parents almost couldn’t bear to see her go but they know that every dog has a perfect match and her new Mom is just the right match for Zora.

Update: I just wanted to let you know that Zoey is doing very well. She had her shots and her one year checkup at the Vets on June 30th. He was really pleased and said she looks real healthy. She owns the house and loves it! When we walk, we pick up all kinds of people, because she is just so sweet that everybody loves her. Kids will just hug on her neck and she sits and loves every moment of it. All of my neighbors love her and her bark (which she is not really a barker)....When we ride in the bronco, she hardly barks at all any more...but she still gets on the big trucks now and again. I just really love and appreciate her! Just thought I would give you an update. Hope all is going well for you.

We finally had to say good-bye to our sweet and gentle Zeus. He’d been through a lot in his life, going from home to home after a divorce. But he eventually came back to us where he belonged, and where he obviously was enjoying life too much to leave. We bought him a companion, a chocolate lab puppy, and when households were merged, an Akita was added to the mix. Our Akita became top dog, despite Zeus’s size and age, because he was so mellow, he didn’t care. Then, because we are softies for sad stories, we added our first bloodhound to the mix. Marley came from an abusive home, so it was a big adjustment having him around. It still is. Zeus, once again, didn’t care if he fell farther down the line. But he changed, too—for the better. He was nine back then, but began acting like a puppy sometimes, running in the yard and playing. We almost lost Zeus last winter. It was then we started wondering what would happen if he died at home? How would we get a 185-lb dog out of the house? But whatever he had was cured by medicine. Our concerns were postponed. Soon after that, we were introduced to the Midwest Bloodhound Rescue, and all our lives changed again. After all, how could we resist that sweet black Blab puppy, one of 17 in Malina’s litter? So we drove out to pick up O’Malley (now Raven). Bringing her home put life into Zeus again. We were amazed at his energy at his age—almost eleven. After all, most mastiffs rarely live past nine. And here was Zeus, celebrating his 11th birthday. But he began to slow down. He was having trouble standing, and trouble going up and down the stairs to the yard. Unfortunately, we couldn’t move to make his life easier. So we watched him struggle, sometimes surprised at his swiftness. It was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving when he laid down after breakfast and couldn’t get up again. We fed him laying down, brought him water, hopeful that he would be better the next day. He wasn’t. And we knew that we couldn’t carry him outside every time he needed to go. So we did what was best for him, taking him to the vet. Our sweet, lazy lump, who followed me everywhere (he didn’t like being alone), is probably running again after crossing Rainbow Bridge. He was too happy here to leave, but I’m sure he’s much happier where he is. His ornament has a place of honor on the Christmas tree this year. Michelle & Steve Prima