Oliver eating

Oliver eating his mousse.

Gourmet Gold Mousse for Oliver

Oliver has been a bit poorly and can not eat dried food. I am not sure if it is a result of the wound he had on his face earlier this year or something else. I started feeding him on tinned food but even when I mashed it up he still could not eat it. I have now got him this mousse and he loves it. So far he hasn't had any problems eating it, he is very thin but I am hoping with care he will put on weight.

Charlie

I went on Tuesday with Andrea to pick up the little dog she has adopted from F.A.M.A. He is a delightful little boy, at the moment  very quiet and placid. I think maybe when he gets over the trauma of being found,
taken to F.A.M.A where he had his vacinations and was castrated then went to a foster home for a few days, all this in the space of two weeks, a lot for a little dog to take in but I am sure he will be fine.

 I know he will have a nice life with Andrea. Yesterday she had him at the club Naranja with her and everyone wanted to make a fuss of him which she allowed for a while then took him with back to her office for some peace and quiet.

I am so sad

RODNEY

How do you do this, your pet who you saved from death suddenly confronts you with something you can not ignore. He attacks one of your other dogs and in trying to seperate them your partner is injured, the police are involved you have a choice, keep this boy forever on a chain or have him detroyed. How many people can face this decsion.

Don't breed Pit Bulls. He looks like a beautiful boy, and he is, but when he bites, his bite locks and he is lethal..

I can not believe people who say they have problems. If you want a dog look into the breed, make sure it can fit into your life.

Rodders was taken on by a dog trainer, saved from death, four and a half years later he is going to be be put to sleep because it is the best thing for him.

Don't buy these dogs and they won't breed these dogs, don't put your family at risk. Look for a gentle breed one your kids are safe with.

In memory of Treun a much loved dog by Debbie and all who knew him.

Poor Treun! gone to a better place

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak, 

And pain should keep me from my sleep,

Then will you do what must be done,

For this, the last battle, can't be won.


You will be sad I understand,

But don't let grief then stay your hand,

For on this day, more than the rest,

Your love and friendship must stand the test.


We have had so many happy years,

You wouldn't want me to suffer so.

When the time comes, please, let me go.


Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,

Only, stay with me till the end


And hold me firm and speak to me,

Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will agree,

It is a kindness you do to me.


Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.

Don't grieve that it must be you,
Who has to decide this thing to do;

We've been so close,we two, these years,

Don't let your heart hold any tears.