saving DAWGdogs since 1987
progress update : 23rd June
Petra has gone to her new home today !!
Petra is 4 1/2 year-old greyhound
who is timid but has a lovely nature.
She has come from a loving owner in Ireland
who rescued her several years ago,
but unfortunately can no longer look after her
and has recently become very concerned about her future safety.
She is wary of men and afraid of raised voices.
Petra has been microchipped.
Thanks very much to Tricia for sending us this beautiful poem for those who have lost a friend
Last Night
I stood by your bed last night; I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying you found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today; your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today; you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I’m not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you; I smiled and said, “It’s me.”
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It’s possible for me to be near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew…
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over…I smile and watch you yawning
And say, “Goodnight, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out…then come home to be with me.
“Thank you for loving me enough to set me free”
Today I was very brave,
I sat in the front of the car with Mark on the way to the forest.
He’s my New Friend.
He knows where the Bonios are kept.
Mark was most impressed with how good I was and said Good Things to me.
Lizzie and Mutley came too, and so we had a great time
Mutley was creating destruction and mayhem, so I took notice so that I might learn from him.
He had found a branch so long that he could hit both Helen and Mark with it at the same time.
He did it several times and then when Mark tried to take it off him he ran off with it and chewed it up into tiny pieces.
Although I want a Biting Mask like Mutley’s, I also want a Special Collar like Mutley’s too
Mark says I have to try to get the collar first.
He says if I get the mask first I’ll lose any chance of ever getting the collar, and that is An Important Thing To Remember.
I know Mark is trying to help me to get a Special Collar so I licked his arm until he mentioned my collar to Helen.
Helen laughed.
I ran off and played with Lizzie instead.
Rocco’s been in the local paper.
I’ve been concentrating on other things instead.
It doesn’t bother me at all.
Not even the slightest bit.
I’ve not given it a single thought.
I’ve far more important things to think about, and I’m sure everyone else has too.
I’m ignoring it completely.
I don’t think it’s such a big deal anyway.
Even if he did get a big full page spread with colour photos.
I’m not jealous in the slightest.
I’m not going to think about it even for one second.
I’d not have given them such a cheesy grin.
I didn’t ask him to sign my copy, he just accidentally must have stepped on it leaving his pawprint behind.
I’m certainly not going to frame it.
I’m so pleased that I now know someone Famous
Breney the Lurcher
( who was once known as Buzz Lightyear )
with Brian who adopted him a few years ago
A lurcher pup which a member of the public brought into the rescue
after persuading some travellers to let her have him.
Spider was packed full of worms, had mange and was skeletal.
He went to live with a local vet.
Goldie’s pups were born in a rat infested hedge in someones garden.
They were brought to the rescue by the Dog Warden when 2 days old.
It took another 5 weeks to catch Goldie the mum and re-unite her with her pups.
Goldie’s pup’s first Ready Brek meal !
Goldie was brought into the rescue with 11 pups that were only a day old.
This was her third litter and she was very thin.
One of the pups was quite weak and we had to make sure that she was
able to feed from Mum on her own.
She survived but was always smaller than the others.
All the pups were homed and the smallest girl went to
live with a family who loved her very much.
Sadly she became ill one night when she was two years old and died.
The vet thought that she was just not as strong as her siblings.
In her short life she was loved and had long walks in the forest,
living life to the fullest capacity.