Futsi
Futsi, a loyal, loving shadow from 21 May 2005 to 17 July 2017. A well traveled, strong but gentle doggy presence that gained respect yet always showed Mother Teresa like kindness to other people, animals and strays. Missing you very much.
Futsi, a loyal, loving shadow from 21 May 2005 to 17 July 2017. A well traveled, strong but gentle doggy presence that gained respect yet always showed Mother Teresa like kindness to other people, animals and strays. Missing you very much.
This special boy was with us for 8 wonderful years. The most loving and gentle companion that we shared our lives with. He touched every life and soul he met and will never be forgotten. We miss you so much my beautiful boy. You will always be in our hearts and thank you for the
Dear Myki It’s the day after Boxing Day and I am sitting in the Stube, you are lying at the glass doors; I am looking at you knowing what is to come. Eyes watery, heart sore and trying to be brave remembering our life together. I know you are not well and we always agreed
I had asked the Lord for a pal for my Jack Russell – preferably a Peke. The next day I arrived home with Candy, 22kg, mostly Am. Staffie, Rottweiler with a bit of Poodle & Italian greyhound (had her DNA tested). She was a terribly abused dog who probably never had proper food. But if
My Lincoln, my StinkyLincy, my Pie dog – you were a gift for too short a time. When I went to get view you, you were determined we left together – you grabbed my finger and never let go. You were my companion, my best friend and thief of many many hearts in the short
What joy it was to collect you when you were just a little pup, what joy you gave me throughout your life What pleasure it was to train you, what pleasure it was to travel with you throughout the country. How proud you made me with your achievements, how proud I was to see the
Seun. Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of
Cozmoe, I was there when you came into this world. I fed you every hour on the hour, I gave you kisses and cuddles and played with you at ridiculous hours of the day. I would do it a 100 times over. Because what you gave me was so much more. You made me laugh,
Jy was ons klein Duimpie en jy het maar net 40g geweeg toe jy gebore is, maar jy het ‘n reuse hart en siel gehad. Jy het so baie by my kom sit en net vir my gekyk so asof jy wou se: “Ek is so baie lief vir jou” maar ek was baie liewer
Dear Barker Old age crept up on you and eventually took you away. How sad that dogs don’t live as long as humans! Saying goodbye was so difficult, and I miss you every day. PS: we named you for your barking habit. We forgive you for that! Much love Your humans
Max, typical of his breed, came into our lives as a boisterous puppy. A dog with loads of energy who really kept us on our toes! As time went on we learned how to live together, and we became a close family. Max was part of the family in every way. He loved being with
Jacky wasn’t a part of my life for a very long time. Jacky, in the three years we had you you were an awesome friend, always entertaining us with your funny habits. You will be missed forever.