Marley Ray was born into MAGRR when her mother was rescued and unexpectedly began giving birth to a litter of 9 beautiful babies. She lived 11 wonderful years with Chris, Wendy and Jacob Ray and her MAGRR brother Murphy. She taught many MAGRR fosters what it is like to live in a loving home. Her big beautiful smile, her velvety soft ears and yes, even her incessant barking to play fetch will be missed very much. She was an energizer bunny and had such a zest for life, but in the end her body gave out on her. Run free Marley girl! You have many MAGRR buddies waiting for you at the rainbow bridge. We will hold your beautiful smile in our hearts always.

Love, your Mom


Marley has been an exemplary model for many MAGRR foster kids.  She has shown the how to live with a family and how to love and appreciate humans.  Many had never been in a home situation before.  She has been such a great mentor and such a special girl.  We remember when she was just a pup so full of life and loved chasing those tennis balls.  She will remain in our hearts for ever as one of our special girls born to us.  We extend our heartfelt sympathy to the Ray family for their loss and our eternal gratitude for loving her and giving her the very best home.

Rest in Peace until we meet again,
All of your friends at MAGRR


MAGRR Board of Directors
The Deathrage Family
The Glover Family





A “Golden” Good-Bye

I sit and try to write the word,
I want your heart to hear.
Hoping to find some comfort,
In the fact that you‘re not here.

I do believe with all my heart,
That your soul has gone to be,
With all the other angel dogs,
That you were meant to see.

We will have to stay behind,
Until God calls us too,
So do not be afraid,
That he’s only called for you.

The water is still,
In the pond that you played,
And your bed is so empty,
Where your pretty head laid.

Our bed is too empty,
Where you once laid between,
The two people who LOVED you
And now only dream,

Now you go and play,
And look down when you can,
Remembering we love you,
And this isn’t the end.

—Exerts by Holly W. Gray