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.
We are amazed at how well Mollie has adapted to so many changes in the short month since she came to live with us. Just five days ago we returned from the cottage in Pomquet to city life in Bedford and Mollie has adapted wonderfully.
She has a favorite spot in our second floor apartment where she can look out and keep track of activities in the neighborhood. She walks beautifully with her leash and, as you can imagine, she has received many compliments on her first class behaviour whenever we take her out. She is so entertaining and loving.
You have given us a very special gift, Kathryn. Thank you for making this all possible.
Hugs to you,
Marlene and Ron and Mollie
We want to wish you and the poodles at the farm a Happy Thanksgiving. Mollie is settling in nicely after only one week with us. She is eating, drinking, and eliminating like she has always lived here and she keeps a watchful eye on all that is going on around her!
All the best,
Ron, Mar and Mollie
Kathryn’s Note: Mollie’s last pups were born in July 2018. She will be six years old in December and has found a new life as the one and only dog in Marlene & Ron’s home and, hopefully, will give and receive many years of love and affection with her new family. Ron and Marlene were previously the adoptive parents of Mollie’s mother, Dottie.
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.
It has been a nice winter thus far, lots of aimless walks and quiet nights in front of the fireplace. I took a few weeks off over the holidays and we hiked almost every day. They are my constant companion. Only work keeps us apart and even though they are bed hogs I wouldn’t want to turn out the lights without them there.
Thank you for gift of poodles,
What can a Boye do if she is just not into him?
At eight years Walker is a wonderful companion whose right to socializing and exercising gets me out, even in poor weather. He still thoroughly enjoys visiting Yarmouth Hospital and anywhere else he thinks he might meet someone who would pat him. Most importantly, his sense of humour closely matches mine and so life is good.
I just wanted to update you on my boys: Corky and Drummond.
Corky (aka Cortland) gets better and better at agility, although the truth might be that it’s me getting better. He’s so willing and attentive to every nuance of my body. He would do anything to please me and I’ve never had a dog that snuggled like he does, sitting on my lap, leaning on my chest with his head nestled in the crook of my neck. And then he goes out and beats up Drummond in a play fight – so he’s no wussie.
Drummond is my dear clown. Always thinking, with an amazing and sometimes crazy sense of humour. He just turned three and is finally starting to settle down a little. He is going to be a great agility dog, if I can keep his attention long enough. He’s so darned smart and I’m getting wonderful distance with his commands, a necessity when you’re a half-crippled senior trying to run. Corky matches my stride so that I’m never too far behind him but Drum has strength and speed and it’s such a pleasure to be able to send him out to an obstacle and have him do it flawlessly. He really is incredibly smart and he learns so quickly. His only “downfall” is his love of people; downfall in agility, that is. This winter’s lessons will concentrate on helping him to learn that the judge and ring crew are not there to say hello and rub his bum. He certainly does love socializing.
I took a day off today and wandered along the coast with my therapy dogs. Lucy mistook a bog hole for a water hole and came out black from the collar down. We followed a few moose along the trail but we never caught sight of them. In all we walked about 13 km today. It was a good day.