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To be honest, I've put off doing this blog.  I know people have noticed that I've gone a bit quiet of late.  So, I reckon it's finally time for this tragic tale to be told.  As much as it is full of sadness, it is also full of hope and promise.  Early in the new year is a good time for the post. 

The Sad Tail

I'm not used to little dogs.  For the last 25 years, I've only owned a German Shepherd and my two Husky dogs.  Of course, when My Rozie and I got together, she had two dogs as well - half Silky Terrier and Maltese Terrier.  What a cafuffle! The little buggers very quickly worked their way into my heart. 

In October 2012, I lost my little dog Shozie to mouth cancer.  Terrible disease but I proudly nursed the little girl and gave her as much love as I could towards the end.  She slept for a few hours every night in dad's arms watching telly. 

Her brother, little Louie, seemed to understand.  He really stepped up for me and became pretty much my best mate.  On 29 November just gone, he finally lost his battle with old age.  He just couldn't stay with me any more.  It really broke my heart to lose him.  I'm even shedding a tear as I type this blog.....

My little bubbas:

The Tail of Hope

Fast forward to two days before Christmas.  I hit the hydroponics shop at 2.30 pm looking to pick up some clay balls for the indoor aquaponics set-up I am making my vegetarian son (the fish will be ornamental).  The damn shop is shut with a note "Back a 3 pm."  No worries - I just need to kill a half hour.  

Off I drive up Pickering Street.  Hey, there's Puppy Palace.  I'll go check it out for a half hour. 

I walk in and there, right in front of me, is a lone puppy - half Silky and half Maltese!  There are other people in the shop looking at other puppies but he spots me and start to bark and whimper.  Like a fool, I ask to nurse him.  I get one lick on the neck, a whimper and he promptly goes to sleep with his head on my shoulder and neck.    

It was fate, I tell ya!

So little Bobbie has joined my family (also called Bob Dog or, when I am really cross, Robert Cumberland).  I know he is black now but he will turn silver/grey.  Here he is:

I hope to get 15 years of joy out of this little guy as well.

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Comment by Andrew Cumberland on January 24, 2014 at 0:03

That's a lovely tale too Ania.  My plan was to rescue a dog from a shelter - little Bobbie kinda interupted that.  LOL.

Comment by Ania on January 23, 2014 at 23:46

What a beautiful story Andrew, so lovely to meet Bob. My Schipperke x Chihuahua, Laska,  is by far the love of my life. I love her more than anything. Not sure if I will be blessed with children but I would be satisfied all the same. Laska came into my life when she fell out of a high cage, dropped on her head onto concrete as a puppy too early in life while in quarantine out the back of a petstore (where my friends worked). They feared she would not survive the night or at best end up brain damaged, and rang me as I was the only animal lover they knew who did not already have a dog. I looked after her all night, she was the size of my hand. I didn't want to give her back the next day, I was completely smitten. They asked for $100 for the vaccinations she had had and I prepared myself as best I could. We trained her for 1 hour a day, one trick after the next, all with hand signals,  and quickly realised she was incredibly intelligent. We've got to 17 tricks/commands! She is 5.5 kg,  obsesses over large balls (they call her David Beckham at the dog park) and is a phenomenal mouse / fly catcher. 11 years later, she is still the love of my life. I am so so grateful to have her in my life and look forward to rescuing my next pup, this time from a shelter. So lovely to hear Bobbie will have such a wonderful home.

Comment by Rob Walter on January 6, 2014 at 16:33

I didn't shed a single tear when Bessie, our dear old Labrador, died at age 13. She just had such a good run at life that it was hard to feel sad when she moved on. Of course now I have the ability to get misty-eyed just thinking about what a great dog she was, but we were lucky to have such a gentle death for her that it really felt like a time to celebrate and give thanks.

I do hope to find the time and space in my life to own a dog myself one day (Bessie was a family dog).

Comment by Elaine de Saxe on January 5, 2014 at 11:15

It is sad when they go. People who say they wouldn't have a pet because of the heartache when they die, miss out on so much in the many years in between. There was always another dog or dogs when one went but there came a time when the last dog went and there was no more sounds of dog-toenails clicking on the wood floors. It took a while to adjust. I never thought I would be without a dog. Yet since Meg departed in the early 90s, I've been pleased I did not have that extra responsibility.

It was a wonderful 30-plus years in the dog-world and just as the owner of pet dogs. Such joy, so many funny stories.

Comment by Lissa on January 5, 2014 at 8:25

crying :( but now smiling :)

Facing this myself with three old dogs who currently still enjoy life but all have health issues. Hope I can bring myself to get another dog (or two) when they are all gone.

I believe in fate with our dogs. Hugo was part of a big batch of beautiful Schipperke puppies when I went into Puppy Kingdom where my daughter was working. I thought they were the most beautiful little beasts I had ever seen and had to keep repeating to myself "don't touch, don't touch". We already had two dogs, the local limit.

A couple of days later Erin told me one of the pups was terribly sick and not expected to live. He ended up at home with me travelling around in the pocket of my coat and spending all his time with me. I told the girls NOT to fall in love, he was going back when he was well.

I fell in love. We're still in love. Hugo is the darling of my life.

Comment by Christine Cox on January 5, 2014 at 7:33

He looks like knows he has found a great home. I am sure you will get endless love from him.

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