Monday, October 15, 2012

In May 2006 we wanted to adopt a couple
of adult dogs who could get along. At the Humane
Society we found Angel and Curly soon named Shaun
and Wendolene ( from Wallace and Gromit ) who had come from the
same home and had to remain together. Wendolene had a deformed
front leg with one claw and teeth so rotten you could smell her
breath across the room. She immediately jumped in Helen's
lap.

Despite this, she was indomitable, ruling not only Shaun
but all of us with a loving but iron will. Although arthritis
had slowed her down and a recent diagnosis of Cushing
Syndrome weakened her, she still could rob the spaniel
puppy Whateley that we got from Animal Services few weeks ago 
to be a companion to Shaun. I remember her proudly sitting
in the living room with her good paw on his kong. While we knew
time was limited we had hoped for more time together but
Wendlone passed away Sunday Oct. 14, 2012


Adoption Photos Above


Xmas 2009 Wendolene is slowing down but
she refuses to be pulled in the wagon which
is donated to a child. As normal Shaun is
along for the ride but Wendolene calls the
shots.




She loved treats, naps and walks.



On one of the first if not the first walk we proudly
took with our new dogs we saw two young men
walking a Weimaraner and another dog of equal size
down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the road
Wendolene ( under ten pounds at the time ) immediately
slipped her new pink collar and raced across the street
to give battle while Shaun frantically struggled to join her.
Life had just gotten more interesting.

In later years many walks ended the same way.






A recent trip to the Research Park pond




You will always be remembered, 
always be missed 
always be loved.

Goodbye Little Girl


"I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door."


              by J. R. R. Tolkien

10 comments:

Kathie Brown said...

Oh Guy, I am so sorry! What a lovely tribute to your fine companion! I hope your heart heals in time. The poem is perfect for this post.

Roy said...

Very sorry to read about this Guy. Its always a terrible wrench when you loose a dog. We lost our Cocker Spaniel some 15 years ago now and we still miss him.

Guy said...

Hi Kathie

Thanks for your kind words, my heart is definitely broken at present but we do have the other dogs to walk and the cat feed so at least we are not alone.

Regards
Guy

Guy said...

Hi Roy

Thanks for your understanding. Pets will always be missed, always be loved, that is their final gift to us.

All the best.
Guy

Julie G. said...

Guy, I am so very sorry to hear about the passing of your dear Wendolene. It's always heartbreaking to lose a pet. This post was a beautiful tribute to your adorable girl. Your wonderful photographs certainly captured her bright spirit.

Guy said...

HI Julie

She had such a great personality it was a great joy to be around her. Thank you for your kind words I appreciate them a great deal.

Regards
Guy

kerrdelune said...

She was (and somewhere still is) absolutely beautiful, and my heart goes out to you, Guy. It is a terrible thing to lose such a companion. Tolkien's verses make a lovely eulogy.

Guy said...

Thanks Cate

You are right she was a beautiful companion and it has been a rough patch without her. But that is the nature of things. Thanks for you comments

Guy

Kelly said...

Oh no, Guy! I'm so sorry. I have tears in my eyes. Dogs and cats are angels and so fill our lives. (I lost my huge German Shepherd many years ago and still miss her.)

Guy said...

Hi Kelly

Thanks it seem an empty place here today, but missing them reminds of the joy as well as the loss.

Regards
Guy