Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Look after the little ones GB..

We lost the last born little pup today.
We are gutted as up until this morning he had been doing fantastically well.
He crossed the bridge this afternoon.
We will bury him with his little still born brothers and sister.

Jackie thinks he probably should have been still born.
I feel like I have failed him by reviving him - should I have let him go on Friday? Let Mother Nature take him? I don't know anymore. At the moment everything seems so worthless.

First Sam this week, and now Little Pup.

Another heartbreaking and sad day for Wiccaweys.

Monday, October 30, 2006

RIP Sam

Sam arrived from Ireland on Saturday.

From the outset it was obvious he was not a happy boy. He was about 12yrs old, and found other dogs near him a huge threat. Watching him move about, it was blatantly obvious that his rear end and back legs were causing him pain. His rear legs shook as he stood, and when he wanted to lay down, he would just flop to the floor, he couldn't lower himself. If you tried to touch his rear end, he would snap out at you, meaning business. This was out of character for him, as it was also obvious he was a sweet old chap. We made him as comfortable as we could, giving him some pain relief and yesterday he had a lovely day sitting in the sunshine, sharing volunteers lunch and being fussed and spoilt.

Today he went to see Auntie Jackie. He was placed under anesthetic and his hips were investigated. The poor lad must have been in extreme pain for such a long time. Even under the anesthetic, the pain of moving his hips around caused him to almost wake in pain, and at one point try to sit up! Bless him. Nothing could be done for him, and he would be crippled completely in a matter of weeks/months.
We made the decision to let him go while he was still asleep and knowing that he'd had a lovely day yesterday, and with his dignity still intact.

Run free now Sam.

Puppies

I know people are waiting to hear news of the babies.

You will all be glad to hear that they are doing well. The late arrival is doing fantastically well, scoffing his little face at the milk bar and putting on weight.
I think a certain Grampy is watching over this little chap.
Nancy is a great mum, and we will try and get some pics soon.

Friday, October 27, 2006

Still an eventful day

18.30pm

The last little pup is holding his own, bless him. He seems a lot more with it now.
Still keeping fingers crossed for him.

So what else has happened today.

Well, this morning we had a follow up visit from the local Dog Warden & Environmental Health folks. It's a follow up visit from the visit that was made when we put in our Planning Application (which we still haven't heard about.
Paul was fed up as they are supposed to ring and make appointments for such things. I was too tired to care. I showed them round where they wanted to see - forgetting I was still in my pyjama bottoms, nightshirt and slippers from where I'd got up in the night to Nancy. Only remembered I was wearing my slippers when I slipped in the mud down the yard and landed hard on my backside! Great!

This afternoon Pauline and the boys came over to help out with things, bringing snacks - and making sure we had something to eat. Paul and I were hoping to get out to do some tip runs and get a new stairgate. Of course, the chances of us leaving the house together for a short period must have tipped the balance. While Pauline and boys were peeping at Nancy & pups, loud squeals were heard from the lounge. We rushed in to find poor little Monkey Peke with her right eye popped out and bleeding! Newish arrival Jake collie sloped off very guiltly.
Who knows what bought that on! Paul removed Jake from the room, and I quickly phoned the vets to let them know I as on route.

One problem - I can't find the car keys! Thankfully Pauline offered to take us over, so we bundle in her car and head out. Pauline even cancelled an appointment to help us out.

Monkey was very scared. She was in a bit of shock and I had her wrapped up in a blanket to keep her warm. We got there and Jackie managed to pop Monkey's eye back in. Thankfully there wasn't serious damage to the eyeball. Jackie decided that Monkey needed her eye sown shut to keep it in place while it healed, so we had to wait while she had an small anesthic.

While we are sitting waiting I realise that although I changed my top, I am still wearing my pyjama bottoms and slippers!

We get home and settle Monkey - she is none the worse for her ordeal, bless her. Paul is already out and exercising the gang. I take Pauline and the boys to meet Rachael and family. :) Pauline then kindly took some washing home for us. :) What a star!

We are just starting to return the days phone calls now, and sort out visits for the weekend.

What a day!

I think I need a

Then again... maybe not

13.30.

Nancy has decided she's not finished, and just had another little boy. He is way behind the rest, and really struggling. We've done what we can for him, and now it is up to him and Nancy. We are keeping our fingers crossed, but it doesn't look good for him.

:(

9.45

9.45 - and yes, it definately looks as if the weaker little girl is the last pup.
Nancy is looking after them well, and she has them all tucked up nice and warm.
Bless her.

She has breakfast next to her, and is taking little mouthfuls in between bottom cleaning duties. :)

Ulla has been up, dropping Lonnie back as she has to zap over the Germany. Sorry I missed you Ulla. Thank you for the croisants.

Rachael and her little family have settled in really well, and have been out for a charge around. They are currently wrestling each other to the ground.

I need to get my brain into gear as I need to make up the little keepsakes for tomorrow's Ghost Watch. Forgot about them in the midst of the hectic past few days.

Guzzling coffee by the bucketful at the moment. LOL! Lots to do and not really got time to take a nap. 5 mins left until the phone starts for the day!

Settled I think...

8.39am

Another little girl has arrived. It was a bit touch and go with her, as I could hear the fluid on her lungs, and she was very limp, and her tongue was lolling out.

I worked on her with Nancy watching, and together we revived her. :)
Nancy cleaning her, and me vigourously rubbing and doing the puppy swing to expell the fluid from her lungs.

Finally we got the puppy squeals, and the fluid came out of her nose.

Fingers crossed for her now.

The other 3 are very strong so far.

I *think* Nancy has finished now, I can't seem to feel another pup - but she could have one stashed out of reach.

She's had 7 ; the 3 stills - 2 beautiful boys and 1 girl. Run free babies.
And 2 boys and 2 girls.

What a night! I think Nancy deserves an extra special breakfast now.

:(

7.26am

Another still-born puppy. This time a beautiful baby girl. Very sad.
Nancy had cleaned her up, and I have placed her in the box with her brothers.

The other 3 are all wriggling and feeding well.
I think I can still feel another puppy in her tummy.

It looks like the still-born babies have come from the same 'horn'.
For folks who don't know about bitches anatomy, bitches have 2 'horns' that link up to the birth canal. They are either side of her body. So pups don't all come from the same 'horn'. If there was a birth defect or problem in one side, which has caused these little ones to be born still, then it wouldn't necesarily affect the other side. If that makes sense. It could be that the birth process takes longer for the pups to move down to the birth canal from one side too.

Very sad. :(

Getting the hang of this now...

Nancy is obviously getting the hang of this now. I turn my back for a moment, and she's popped out a beautiful baby girl. Little Miss appears to be a red & white girl, with little white stripes on her ears.

All pups so far are extremely collie looking, so I think our original thought that Nancy was kicked off a farm for obvious reasons is holding up.

:)

6.31am

Another arrival - another little boy. This one arrived kicking and shouting, "I'm here!" Nancy was much more interested in sorting him out. He's now jostling for position at the milk bar with his brother.

Luckily all the other residents are taking all the activity in their stride, and for the most are still snoozy - "Mother! Will you turn off that bloody light!"

Apart from Louis Peke, who has been banished to the bathroom because he is insisting on standing on the stairs shouting like a Town Crier!

Nancy still looks like a pudding!

:(

6.10am

Nancy is being more maternal with her first puppy now.

Sadly we have had 2 beautiful little babies arrive still-born. :(
Very distressing for all. Nancy, bless her, she cleaned them up and kissed them goodbye. We have placed them in a box and will bury them in a nice spot in the field.

Keeping our fingers crossed for the next arrival. Nancy is still very big.

Yep, it's another early hours ramble... Nancy has started...

Paul & I are up playing Midwives, so in between paw holding and pushing and heaving, I'm catching up with you all.

Hugely busy few days....

The week has started with lots of generous folks sending and delivering parcels and goodies for both Limerick Animal Welfare, and for Gavin and Millie, the children bacly injured by a petrol bomb attack in Eire. The kitchen looked like christmas had come early! There were also deliveries of cakeys for LAW - Paul and I looked longingly, but resisted!

Last night was an overnighter to meet Donal to collect the new arrivals from LAW - and to drop off all the goodies to go back to LAW. Donal was running late due to his ferry, and then getting held up on another drop, so I kicked my heels in the service station for an hour..... dodging the stranger looking folks that frequent motorway service stations at that time of night. Several coffees later, Donal arrived. Donal was amazed at the amount of stuff I had for him to take back. :) I told him, that was only half of it! I couldn't fit anymore in the car! I picked up the lovely Rachael and puppies, and little Shelley. All beautiful babies, and very well behaved on the the trip home.


I got home about 6.30 and Paul got up to help get the new arrivals settled.

Tricia arrived at 10am for dog walking and house sitting, and Paul and I headed off to Leiecster with Remmy Red Dawg to the vets for her op. She was in to have a nasty lump removed.

While we were at the vets we also collected Dennis, a 3 legged Wiccaweys collie who was being returned to us because his new home no longer felt they could cope with the onset of his old age. Dennis has been allowed to put on weight, and this is a contributing factor to his mobility problems, however he has settled back in well with us and is just a sweetie as before. He is struggling with the laminate floors, with his 1 back leg, but hopefully when he loses a bit of weight, it should become easier for him.

Once we were back home, Tricia was located down with the pups, trying to shove a few up her jumper for snaffling purposes! I seeeeeee!

Paul & I headed out again, and over to Coventry to collect some MDF that someone was giving us. Hopefully it will be used to kit out the Ambulance.

We received the call on the way home to say Remmy was fine and ready to come home.....translated as, "Remmy is awake and barking the surgery down......!"
After much laughing our end, we said she is probably starving hungry - as she hadn't had any breakfast, and everyone knows Remmy loves her grub...."give her an emergency Sandwich...STAT!"

I dropped Paul off and said thanks and goodbye to Tricia (who made off with 2 puppies up her jumper for fostering purposes) and it was back over to Leicester to collect the daft old bat. Remmy thundered out of the surgery like a thing possessed - "I'm starving - get me an emergency MacDonalds!!!" and there was me worried about her all day!

When we got home, Paul was already out exercising the mob, and had fed them all. So I just had to sort out the cats and the new arrivals.

We settled down to sort through the days emails and calls.

Nancy was showing signs of whelping - she trashed her nice bed nesting! She was doing some lovely impressions of a cow asking to be milked! I've never known a dog moo like that before!

Nothing was happening at 10.30, so we went up to bed. They always wait until you aren't looking! We were listening out for noises. Paul got up to nip to the loo about 3am, and all was quiet. I followed 5 mins later, and heard the unmistakable squeak of a newborn pup. I popped the landing light on, and looked downstairs to see a newborn pup at the bottom of the stairs. I went down. He was next to a big pooh and still in his sack. Nancy was back in her bed looking scared. She must have got up to have a pooh and a pup popped out too. I cleaned him up and put him in with her.

Nancy is not feeling very maternal, she is very scared and bewildered. Luckily she is letting him feed, but isn't that interested in fussing and cleaning pup at the moment. She is getting very worried when he squeaks and makes puppy noises. Poor love. Hopefully the maternal instinct will kick in as the milk starts to flow a bit more. The main thing is she is letting him feed. I've wee'd and poohed him as she wasn't interested in doing that, but she was watching and taking notes. Fingers crossed she gets the idea as more babies arrive. We are waiting for the next one to arrive....... She is a right little barrel, so goodness knows how many she has stashed away in there......

Will keep you all posted on arrivals....

Monday, October 23, 2006

The Ghosties are coming....

Saturday coming (28th) is our Ghost Watch Event - details are on the website - we still have a few tickets left if you are feeling brave!

So, what's been going on recently...

Well, Moss - he of the mysterious inflating face.... well, his face deflated again, and he got the all clear to head off to his new home, so his new daddy Chris came and collected him on Friday. The vet is still mystified, but we are all leaning towards Juvenile Cellulitis - it usually occurs in puppies. Moss had to be awkward! LOL!

Have had some new arrivals. Jake, Kirk and Beauty. Jake was left alone by his previous home for 23hrs a day. A neighbour asked for permission to find him a new home and he is here with us. Kirk is a lovely little pup from Rochdale - saved on his PTS day. Beauty has come in from her home, she was too active and not getting the attention they thought she deserved.

We have some Irish dogs arriving this weekend, so Saturday will be busy with them arriving and getting ready for the Ghost Watch.

Good thoughts and well wishes will be needed for Remmy Red Dawg on Thursday as she is going to see Auntie Jackie to have a very nasty lump removed. Although she is still stomping and hurtling around, she is an old lady for an Irish Red & White Setter, so obviously the op is more dangerous for her. :(

Buster's ashes came home with me today, bless him.
Wilbur had his check up and he is fine. :)
Gem had her staples removed, and was waltzing round the surgery like she owned the place!
Poor Polar Cat still has his bad limp. He has nerve damage, and has no feeling down the back of his left rear leg. He has feeling at the front of it. He was very brave again today and made me proud by not hissing, spitting, scratching or biting - he was very well behaved, bless him. He is still on crate rest for another 2 weeks.
Poor Polar.

We have discovered some very nasty internal lumps/masses on Heidi, so she is having tests run on those. Its a terrible shame as she is coming on so well, weight, coat etc - and is playing like a puppy now. She has a wonderful nature, and loves everyone and everything. Fingers crossed for her.

Speak soon All....

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Bits & Bobs

We seemed to get a fair bit done this weekend. Thanks to Mr&MrsB, Anna & Dan, Pauline & troops and Tricia for their help.

Paul's workshop had a good clear out which was long overdue.

Some of the gang found new homes which was fantastic - good luck guys.
On Saturday we had a new arrival in the form of Brandy - he is already safely ensconced with Wiccaweys doggie, Smokey and his family, The Robinsons. Brandy is now renamed Bandit, so it's Smokey and the Bandit. :)

Moss has had one hell of a weekend, on Saturday, his face blew up like a balloon! Allergic reaction possibly. Emergency trip to the vets and he was on antibiotics.

Timing was everything, because after a long wait, Moss finally had a potential new home coming to meet him on Sunday! We phoned Moss's potential new daddy to explain, however he was terribly excited and still wanted to come and meet him, even though he knew he couldn't take him home on Sunday.

On Sunday, Moss was more cheerful, although still looked like the doggy version of the Elephant Man. Moss met his person, and they had a lovely time down the filed together. Love is blind, as Moss was adopted then and there. :) His new daddy is now patiently waiting for Moss to be ready to go home.

On Monday, Moss was a bit low again, he was back at the vets for his check up. We decided that he would stay in, so he could have the antibiotics introvenously, and they could keep a close watch on the swelling on his face. At the moment he is a medical mystery! He sauntered off with the vet nurse, with promises of fluffy beds and treats without a backwards glance! He's still there at the moment, apparently the perfect patient, eating them out of house and home! LOL! He has the nurses wrapped around his paw!

The car has been feeling wallowy again, and Paul had a look underneath to find that a rear shock absorber has come loose again. All we need is a rubber bit and what looks like a large washer to sort it - but can you buy these seperately? No so far - you have to buy the whole absorber! Argh!

We have a pregnant bitch here at the moment, and she looks fit to burst. Waiting for her to start whelping..... Nancy is very nervous with people, so it's going to be fun!

Right, I'm going to try and get some paperwork done today.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

A few moments to catch up before we kick off for the day...

Mr&MrsB are here for the weekend with Tigs and Daisy Dog.

Paul & I managed to get out last night for a while. It was lovely to get out, but stupidly it also made me get really upset too.

Once we were out and in the car, Paul & I had NO IDEA on what to do, or where to go. We hadn't finished everything in time to go to the cinema, and we just didn't know what to do. We drove around for about an hour while we tried to decide what to do. We honestly didn't know what to do. We had no idea where to go.

It really hit home that Paul & I have no life other than the rescue.

I sat in the car in tears. I think it seemed worse because of some of the calls we have had this week, where we have both been made to feel useless, guilty and frustrated by the callers because we haven't been able to leap and help them with their '1' dog immediately.

It is very sad when you are in your late 30's, you get a couple of hours spare - and you live such an introvert lifestyle now that you have no idea how the normal outside world is functioning anymore.

We finally found a pub/food place near Lutterworth, where we had a meal. It was very nice and the surroundings were nice and comfortable, with plenty of space. One of the ladies serving made us feel particularly welcome after she noticed my ' Tree of Life and Pentacle locket. She obviously follows a similar path to me.
We had a lovely meal. Now we know where to go if we get some time away.

We are just getting ready for the first arrivals. AnnaB is coming up today to help with dog walking etc. Leanne & Lynda are bringing little Zach over to meet folks. I think Pauline and co are coming up to see us later. We have an Irish run a bit later on too.

Ok, best get a few calls done first.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

A hell of a week so far...

It's been a rotten week so far.

We lost Buster on Monday. Run free Buster, your little rubber legs will be young and strong again now.

On Monday Wilbur was also in the vets. His remaining eye popped out badly and had to be removed. Surgery for Wilbur is always a risk because of his heart murmur - so Monday was very fraught. Auntie Jackie worked her magic and Wilbur is recovering well.

While I was out picking up Wilbur, Paul had our own boys & girls and Moss out exercising... Moss HATES anything small and furry, cats, rats, small dogs - anything.

Polar decides then is a good time to stroll across the field, instead of skirting round it... within reach of Moss. Moss got hold of Polar. Polar was in a bad way, Moss had really hurt him.

Thankfully Polar held his own and has been back to see Auntie Jackie today for x-rays etc. He has a nasty limp, but nothing is broken, so it is time and rest.

Dear old Flossie went to the vets today for x-rays and tests. She has been getting more and more unpredictable, and has been launching herself at both humans and dogs.

Little Gem, my sweet Jack Russell had to have her head stapled today due to Flossie's last unwarned outburst. :( Gem was very brave, but looks like Frankenstein's Dog!

Flossie was found to be unwell, something that couldn't be solved, so we made the upsetting decision to let her cross the bridge while she was still under the anastetic. Doubly hard on top of losing Buster this week.

I am still trying to catch up on emails, letters, sending things out that need sending - so please bear with me. At the moment I feel like throwing in the towel and hiding in a dark room.

The phone is really busy again, and I know Paul is starting to feel the pressure. He is exhausted, bless him. Hopefully Mr&MrsB are going to dog sit tomorrow evening for us, so we can get out for a couple of hours. It's been a horrid week and we think we need a break for a bit. Hopefully we can get in at the cinema or something.

Paul has sent out emails about the Ghost Watch event. I made a booboo when calculating things and thought we had to pay for something that we do not have to pay for. This means that we have been able to reduce the tickets by £15 to only £35!

Tricia was a star again, and came over for dog walking duties today. She also saw Little Jet off to his new home - good luck Jet! We had a very handsome new arrival in the form of Brock. His mummy is poorly, so he is looking for a new home. He is exceptionally handsome!

Yesterday we had a none-collie arrive - the beautiful Nala - a young Siberian Husky. Bernie bought her down from the pound. Her time was up. She is now safely in an experienced Sibe foster home with friends of Alexa. As I type, she may even be having her first taster of husky racing!

We've had conformation that the people from Orion TV would like to do their filming in the next few weeks. They are following K9 Firefighter Bonnie's career from start of training to full operational duties. Best cut the grass then! :)

Right, more calls to return. Back to it.

Monday, October 09, 2006

Buster Peke Unwell

It's Monday morning, 5am and I'm using the time to catch up with the blog.

Buster

Been up since 3.30 with Buster Peke. He's not very well at all bless him. We are off to the vets first thing, and we are not expecting good news. We took him on Friday as he was loosing his balance and has been unable to support himself. He's eating and drinking fine and doing lovely poohs, but he's unable to move properly. :(

We wasn't sure if he had had a stroke, or he just a bit of an ear infection. We all know how ear infections can knock you off balance. As he was eating and drinking fine, we decided to treat him for an ear infection and see how he went over the weekend. He's been on antibiotics, but he's not improving. He is now starting to get distressed because he can't move himself around properly. He's still eating and drinking fine though! And loves his warm milk before bedtime.

Buster has always had 'rubber' legs due to a birth defect, so this is double frustrating for him now. Before he has managed to get himself round at a considerable speed - and I can see that his Peke pride is taking a battering with not being able to do things for himself anymore. Paul was working it out last night, and we think Buster is about 16.

Please think of him in the morning when we go to see Auntie Jackie. Our little Buster Bum - Professor Slugsworth.

The weekend

It's been another hectic week and weekend.
We've had several new arrivals, and several residents leave for new homes.
Good luck to all our babies in their new homes.
Saturday morning, Paul and I left Alexa holding the fort while we went and collected a 'hen house'. When we got there - said 'hen house' was actually a very large, 2 storey, childrens playhouse! Paul and the chap took it down and we got it loaded into the ambulance. It is much bigger than we thought. Colin is coming over in the morning to help Paul put it up, and I think we will use it as a puppy playroom for when it is too wet in the garden for little ones to race around.

On the way home from collecting the house, we got the phonecall to say our Irish arrival was nearly with us, so we picked up the lovely Heidi on route home.
Poor darling had been kept locked in a room in a pub with no water or food. Someone reported her owner to the Garda (Irish Police) and they broke in a rescued her with not much time to spare. She has been building up her strength before travelling over to us. Heidi is a total sweetheart - and she has a lovely nature. She still has plenty of weight to gain, but her eyes are alive again now.

Alexa was here from Friday evening - which pleased the Loved Up Lurcher no end! It meant he got to sleep upstairs!

On Saturday Bernie arrived bringing us a lovely little collie girl from Rochdale. Bernie stayed for some collie mugging and Paul teasing! Bless her.

Liz and family came to meet us all and see about fostering - they took the lovely Lofty home with them. Liz arrived clutching food parcels - Paul couldn't believe his luck and has eaten everything in sight! LOL! YumYum - home made cottage pie and chicken pie!!! And Oatie cookies!

Pauline and family came over on Saturday and Sunday to help us out, and huge thanks to Colin for getting our tip runs done for us. Big thanks for Pauline taking our washing home to do (the washing machine is having a crisis of faith). We are less 'doggy smelling' again! Not for long though!

Ulla and family also came up on Sunday to help out, and caught us still in bed! A lay in after being up with Buster for a couple of hours in the night! All the dogs where still asleep too! I won't mention the Search for Tesco... hehehehe

Tricia was here dog walking and all the gang are very grateful for that. Both Tricia's foster dogs found new homes this weekend - and she made off hurridly with Jet the puppy up her jumper at the end of the day! Someone check that woman for puppies on the way out!

Other stuff

A lovely lady called Heather popped in to see us during the week and bought us all some goodies. :) The doggies have toys, leads and collars and some wonderful blankets, and Paul and I got the most yummy carrot cake!! Needless to say, there is none left!

Tricia has kindly agreed to give us a day in the week helping out. Bless her.
This means if Paul and I need to get out somewhere together we can. It is an enourmous help to us.

Ticket sales for our Halloween event are very slow at the moment, and I'm wondering if I should cancel it. Pre ticket interest was huge, but now it's slowed right down. It's disappointing this is probably our biggest pre-christmas fundraiser and we hoped to boost the coffers in time to see us over the busy christmas period - when lots of dogs need to come in, but not many find homes.

People keep asking if we are going to have a Christmas Event this year. To be honest, I don't know. If we do, we will have to find a venue to hold it in. It's all going to be down to time - and at the moment, I don't think we have the time to organise anything.

We are hoping to do a Christmas Auction of some kind, probably featuring collie art. We have been donated some lovely prints by artists and we are trying to decide the best way to use them - plus it means I get to look at them a bit longer!

Been sent details of a rather smart van this evening. The colour of it is Wiccaweys Purple! Oh well.

Guess that's about it for now, Buster seems to have drifted off to sleep, so I'm going to see if I can get in a hour or so sleep now.

TTFN Blog Fans - please think of Buster tomorrow morning.

Monday, October 02, 2006

Where does the time go?

It amazes me how quickly the time goes between my Blog updates. I think it's a few days, and then find out its a couple of weeks flown by! That will be that famous 'Wiccaweys Time' again.

So, what's been going on - apart from the normal routines.

This weekend just gone we were hoping to have a HOUNDFORCE weekend, but we had to cancel it last thing on Saturday morning, due to lots of volunteers going down with severe illnesses - flu etc. A couple of folks decided to still come, and we got some of the smaller jobs done. But the bigger ones we had hoped to get done before autumn and winter set in properly have had to be postponed. Thanks to Mr&MrsB, Marisa, Amanda & Alex for all your help. Thanks to Tricia for dog walking duties under extreme weather conditions on Sunday...... she was beyond the discription of 'drowned rat'.

We've had comings and goings, with dawgus's heading off to pastures new - good luck guys! Be good!

Arrivals include Bob & Jack, 2 extremely lovely middle aged chaps who joined us yesterday. We have a motley assortment arriving on Thursday from Limerick Animal Welfare. We always look forward to the LAW dogs arriving. I am particularly looking forward to the arrival of Sootie! She reminds me of a Steif Teddy Bear - and I want to find out if she makes little 'grrrrrr' noises as I tip her forward!

Smudge is continuing to make wonderful progress..... She and Paul are like a double act! She REALLY loves her Daddy. hehehhehehehehehehhe... Paul, of course, is playing it cool, but I've seen them singing and dancing in the kitchen and the secret snuggling going on!

Little scaredy Evan is taking all this singing and dancing in, from the safety of his bottom shelf look out point. He is making much slower progress, but he is getting there.


Grandad Brynn's ashes are home now, and he is now with all his friends on the altar. Alexa's friend Carol made a lovely photo and sentiment plaque which I have also placed with his ashes.

I still can't manage to put into words everything I want to say. Paul says I will get there in time, but even just typing this little bit about him has reduced me to a quivering wreck again. I just can't explain how hard this is, and how much I miss him. Even with all the others in the lounge - it doesn't feel 'right' - the house is so empty without him. I am empty without him. I will burst into tears at the drop of a hat - I did yesterday in front of everyone when new arrival Bob did something that reminded me of GB.

I suppose the only way I can try to explain is to say, I have had 10 micarriages in my life - and as much as each of those hurt and I struggled to go on with on life - I never, ever, felt as much loss, grief and pain as I have been feeling over Brynn. I know Paul is feeling it too.

I know lots of people will not understand those feelings 'for a dog' - but I know lots of other people will. I hope me saying this publically will help those people grieving for a lost friend to know that it 'is ok' to feel like that about our four legged companions. Just because other none-doggy people don't understand, doesn't mean it isn't natural or right for you to feel the loss deeply. There are others who understand and others you can talk to if you need to.

I have Grandad Brynn's silly wavy bits of hair from behind his ears in a locket now. I love that silly old codger so much.