Rip crossed the rainbow bridge before his time. He was a wonderful dog and we couldn’t have asked for a better companion. He maintained the same qualities of interactive engagement that you observed when he was a little puppy. We’re so glad he was ours, even if his time with us wasn’t as long as we’d hoped. He lived his fullest, best life right up until the end.
My beloved Hogan has left this world. He would have been 14 years old in August. He was the best dog anyone could have asked for. He was very healthy his whole life until a week ago. On Monday I let him go.
He was my best friend and the most wonderful companion anyone could want. He was my life and I miss him dearly. Thank you for giving me the pleasure of having him in my life.
With sadness, tears, and a heavy heart, I write to tell you that Sabrina took a sudden turn for the worse these past two weeks as she was about to turn 16 1/2 years old. Thank your for sending us such an amazing puppy. She was a true family member and had a wonderful life; we miss her so very much. She will be in our hearts forever. One of my favorite pictures of Sabrina was taken at our home in Cape Cod – her absolute favorite place to be.
We are mourning Sabrina but we also look forward to welcoming a new poodle puppy into our lives soon. Thank you again for blessing us with Sabrina for so many years. We look forward to perpetuating her legacy with one of your magnificent puppies.
My husband and I have had two beautiful puppies from fairhill farm over the past twelve years. Kali is almost seven years old and is a wonderful companion. Sadly, Jagger died last August from lymphoma. He was the offspring of Shy Valentine (Pookie) and Zelda. He was the best dog we have ever owned. He was 12 years old, lived a full life and was only sick for the last two weeks of his life. His passing has left a big void in our hearts and even Kali was several weeks getting over the loss of her dog.
I am saddened to tell you that our Bridget passed away this past October. We are so very grateful to have had her for 16, almost 17, years. This summer we celebrated her birthday in great style at our house in East Hampton with an evening walk on her favorite beach. She had slowed down the last two years, but we can happily report that she had the very best life. She was truly our family member. Our two children were mere toddlers when you sent her to us, and now they are young adults.
Bridget didn’t have a mean bone in her body, and she would lean on guests and look at them with her big doe eyes and melt everyone’s heart. She was a bit famous in among our family and friends as she had bountiful energy when outside, yet was sweet and docile when home. She was very attentive yet comfortable in her own skin and was never needy.
We all miss Bridget very much, and we know we need time to mourn her, but we also look forward to welcoming a new poodle puppy into our family when the time is right.
Tamara and family
After 14 and a half years of unconditional love, Oliver passed away on Friday, December 22rd. He was an incredible dog and loved everybody that he met. He will surely be missed.
We are happy that we have Augustus. He and my son have become best friends. We are all getting ready for celebrating his 1st birthday in January.
Patrick and family
Our dear Henry McGuffin passed away yesterday. We are heartbroken. He was a magnificent dog and lived life large. He had a great time every day, playing with his friends, running through the woods trails, or chasing a ball in the lake. He did everything with passion. We adored him for his character, his loyalty, his endless capacity to love, his athletic abilities, and his cuddles. He loved his little sister Remy Rose and they were very close. She is now sleeping in his bed, curled up on his pillow.
We never ceased to marvel at Henry’s character and intelligence. He was not always easy going, particularly when he determined that two dogs in the park were “playing wrong” and intervened. We once hired a dog behaviorist to help us sort out Henry’s personality. She said Henry was one of the most remarkable dogs she had ever met, that Henry was fiercely intelligent (which we knew) and a policeman who strived for law and order. He was never aggressive but would intervene when two dogs became too rough or when one was not playing by the dog rules. He was fondly known as The Sheriff or The King by everyone at the dog park who came to appreciate the role he played, particularly in training their rambunctious young dogs. He was a neighbourhood fixture, famous for his character and delightful personality. Since the news of his passing, we have received so many calls, emails and hugs – including from a tearful neighbour yesterday in the grocery store.
Henry was endlessly patient with young dogs and puppies as well as with small children. I have never seen another dog who allowed a puppy to hang from his ears! He was a wonderful friend to other dogs, and had in particular five close, lifelong friends who he saw regularly. Unfortunately two of them died in the past two years. I know Henry still missed his neighborhood friend, Kasey, because he would stop by his house, look, and sigh.
Henry got to really savour this last Christmas. One of his favourite things was opening his presents so of course we made sure he was awash in things to open – particularly his beloved ‘dollies’ or squeak toys, and his favorite treats.
We have so many wonderful memories of Henry that we will cherish for the rest of our lives! Please know that we couldn’t have loved Henry more, and that he will always be in our hearts. Thank you for giving us such a wonderful friend.
Polly came to live with us in Vancouver when she was six years old. She must have been perplexed to find herself in a noisy, crowded city with bikes and buses whizzing all around her. Nothing in her pastoral upbringing on Fairhill Farm had prepared her for urban life. But when she saw a horse drawn carriage she smiled – finally here was something familiar.
Polly met and exceeded the challenges of a dramatic mid-life change. She was more than willing to be the companion I had longed for. The day she arrived at the airport in Vancouver was truly one of the best days of my life. Polly spent every day walking with me in the city. She moved house multiple times including a move to a new city and she always made friends wherever she went. She had intelligence and a fine sense of fun. She would tilt her head when I spoke to her and people would remark how she seemed to understand whatever I said. And of course she did.
When we walked down the street she would effortlessly match my step, almost floating along beside me with the leash weightless in my hand. I never felt so connected to a dog as I felt to Polly. Complete strangers couldn’t help but break out into broad smiles when they saw her approach. They took photos of her to post to Instagram, young girls formed groupings around her to include her in selfies and professional photographers requested permission to photograph her.
Dearest Polly, we want to thank you for the six wonderful years we had with you and for giving us far more than we could ever give you in return. We will remember how you loved the beach in Oregon and chasing squirrels and watching TV with us. You taught us about unconditional love and your loyalty was never in question. You took a big piece of our hearts when you left us.
Cynthia and Darrell
by Henry Machum
Numi came into our lives as the seventh member of a young family. She was the new “baby” of the family to the great relief of Mary, the previous holder of that title. At the time, the parents were in their thirties and early forties, and the four kids were all aged ten or under. We were blessed to have a dog come into our lives who was even more full of energy and a love of life than all of us. Being a young family of six we were poised on the brink of exploding with growth, energy, and vitality – ready to release ourselves onto the world.
Over the years the parents made their way into middle age, and the children grew into young
adults. Numi took this all in stride, and was all at once each family member’s confidante, their best friend, their snuggle buddy, and their constant source of joy and pleasure. She loved the park, the red sofa, the green chair, the back deck, sniffing everything and anything, resting her head on anything (even while standing up), Long Lake, cooking with her mommy Jane and cleaning up the scraps, boat rides and hunting buoys, drinking from streams in the woods, scratches under the chin, peanut butter, eggs and rice, and nuzzling everybody she met to get attention. Her proud owners loved receiving constant compliments about her beauty and her
vibrancy. One time a few tourists took photos of her when they thought we weren’t looking. We admired her patient, calm demeanor, her bubbly personality, and constant energy. Even when she was twelve years old she was mistaken for a puppy in the park as she ran along and played with the younger dogs.
Numi was the centre of our home life, shown by the hundreds of different names we
had for her (pup, puppyfur, nume, yoga dog, duck dog, bubble, snuggle pup, ted,
mutt-dog), our constant concern for her having gone too long without a treat, and the
hundreds of photos we took of her; including those of her in amusing and seemingly extremely uncomfortable sleeping positions. Our home will not be the same without someone calling out for Numi every five minutes seeking the comforting knowledge that she is close at hand.
Henry will remember feeling proud, at age ten, when she sat on his lap on her first car
ride home. Taking her to the field with his dad and brother to let her run, how much she loved treats, taking her to the park and Long Lake, taking her on the boat, playing fetch, and many, many hours spent on the red sofa before work or the back deck reading in the afternoon summer sunshine. He will also remember what could have been – the many names he had chosen before “Numi” was settled on, including Jenny, Broccoli, Ketchup, and Pringles.
Alexander will remember how she would raise her front paw every time he
approached her -he loved it when she placed its warmth on his foot or in his hand.
And he will remember many afternoons spent in the back room with Numi sitting in
front of him posing, blocking his view of the TV. He will remember coming home to
find her sleeping in his bed, head on pillow, the only bed other than the parents she
would agree to sleep on.
Amelia will remember Numi as a stable force in her life. Numi could share her
secrets and comfort her during difficult times. Amelia loved to put peanut butter on Numi’s nose so she could lick it off, and she loved to show off Numi’s beauty on social media. Amelia was a special friend to Numi, who loved to make her happy. She also taught her to “roll over” much later in life, when one would think “an old dog can’t learn new tricks”. She showed us Numi was not just any “old dog”. She loved Numi for her unconditional love, and gave that love back to her every day.
Mary, as the youngest, finds it difficult to remember a time when Numi was not a part
of our family. She will remember growing up with Numi, from childhood to almost
adulthood, and while her siblings became adults and left the house Numi remained as
a constant and comforting presence. They shared a love of wintertime, Sugarloaf, the
snow, and Christmastime. They also shared a love of fine and rich foods. Numi was
there when Mary started preschool, and she was in the car last week when Mary was
learning to drive, and for everything in between, and Mary will miss her companionship as she is the only child left at home this year.
Grant will remember his and Numi’s shared love of boats, driving, their love of being
outside and in the garden, and spending time with the family. They both had a
deep love for taking care of and providing a source of strength for their family, and he
loved Numi for the joy she brought to his family and especially his wife. Grant will
also remember Numi taking up a lot of space in between he and Jane every night on
Jane will remember Numi as her constant companion through raising four children;
a steady and calming presence while running a household so full of life and energy it
felt like it would burst. Jane was Numi’s mommy and her closest companion, and
Numi loved and trusted Jane unconditionally and absolutely. As the kids grew up, Jane
and Numi spent more and more time together, through morning walks in the park,
picking up the kids from school and work, cooking thousands of family dinners, and
helping to “clean up” dirty dishes and pans. Jane admired Numi for her vitality up
until the very end, and her puppy-like demeanor in the park. While Jane’s children
grew up and became adults, Numi never lost that child’s sense of wonder, playfulness,
desire to explore, and rich love of life she shared with the young children she entered
our family knowing.
Our hearts were full of love and we were all proud of Numi’s strength and bravery as
she calmly and peacefully fell asleep in her favorite position one last time, with her
head resting on a pillow, and her family petting her and telling her she was a good dog
and that we loved her.
Roger Caras said “Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” We felt that way about Numi and we sincerely hope that Numi felt the same about us.
We wanted you to let you know how much we loved raising Alistair and having him in our lives. Sadly he passed away at the age of fifteen on May 7, 2017.
He brought joy to our family and to our neighbors. He was a regal dog and was known as the King of our neighborhood. We miss him dearly. Thank you for breeding such a wonderful poodle.