today she is thirteen years old.
She arrived from a dog pound in Wales in August 1998.
She was six months old, skin and bone and the most scared little dog you ever did see.
She had been beaten and kicked, everything spooked her; she wouldn't walk on a lead, children frightened the living daylights out of her. She didn't know the meaning of toys, playing, having fun. She has been my most faithful and devoted furry friend.
She is now a normal happy bouncy dog, a little timid and shy, a trait she obviously gets from me!
She loves her toys and adores watching the television, politics were she growls if she doesn't approve of the message they are peddling. Formula One motor racing and the Proms at the Royal Albert Hall are particular favourites. And of course wild life programmes.
When Simon was dying she kept me sane. Together we nursed him at home until the final morning in August 2000 he died. I lifted her up to his body for her to sniff, in order for her to know he was dead.
From that day on she never looked for him - she knew.
From that day on she never looked for him - she knew.
Happy birthday woofs to Lettice.
ReplyDeleteWhat a special dog she is and what a special relationship the 2 of you must have.
Lisa xx
Happy Birthday to your pprecious dog! Your post brought tears to my eyes! Long may she be your companion!
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what a lovely but sad story, and what true and loyal friends you are.....Happy Birthday Lettice x
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Lettice.
ReplyDeleteI just posted a little dedication to my beloved Meg it would have been her 14th, today how coincidental is that? I shall go and add Lettice now.
We had her from the Border Collie rescue centre when she was 6 weeks old so she didn't suffer what Lettice did
Woof woof-woof, woof woof, woof woof-woof, woof woof.
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