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Sky and her new sister Tia
Hello auntie Sandra, Kelly and all my friends at Fen Bank...
Hope you all had a lovely Christmas.... I am very happy with my new mummy
and daddy so you don't have to worry about me.. i have a new sister.. she's
nothing like me in fact nothing like any dog i've seen...but i love her to bits
she is my very best friend, her name is Tia she is quite old and gets a bit
cross with me when i want to play she lets me cuddle up with her in her bed
at times when she's in a good mood.
Auntie Jill comes to see me, and my mummy takes me for a walk with
Barney, Dell and Molly and auntie Jill trots along as well.
I have been a good girl only done a couple of little wees inside when i
first got here, Tia told me that wasn't the place to do it and showed me where to
go ,so I go outside with her into the garden now.
Hope my friend Darcy has found a nice new home .. i loved being with you
all but i really love being here with my new family...mummy and daddy say i am
their little angel [I'm blushing now ] perhaps that's why they have named me
Sky...
You will find some pictures of me and Tia at the end of this email...
Hope to see you all again someday.... woofs and licks... Sky xxxxxxx
| DON'T YOU THINK I'M BEAUTIFUL ? | HOW CUTE IS THIS ? |
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| MY NEW SISTER TIA ISN'T SHE PRETTY ? | CHRISTMAS EVE. I THINK I HEARD SANTA COMING WE'D BETTER GO TO SLEEP QUICK |
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Ginger and Skippy
After I read Ginger and Skippy’s sad story in the Spring Newsletter I just could not forget about them. Unfortunately due to various holiday and other commitments we were not able to take them at that time. Six long months later they were still at Fen Bank and no-one but no-one had shown any interest in them whatsoever. We had never planned to take two dogs and certainly not ones as old as Ginger and Skippy but somehow they seemed meant for us. Sandra brought them to us at the beginning of October. They whined a bit during their first night but since that time it is as if they have always been with us. They are the loveliest of dogs – quiet, calm and with loving natures – and we are so so pleased we have them. Everyone who has met them say what beautiful dogs they are and I am even hopeful that they may have converted one or two people to the idea of having a greyhound! The downside? We have to race them for the sofas each evening!!
Diane Burgis
Hello to all my friends at fen bank, This is a picture of me and my new
cousin Erin, she likes to play with me and my toys.
I'm finding it a bit strange in my new home even though my new mum and dad Rosemarie and Melvyn love me very much, I'm sure i will soon get used to my new home and i want to thank you all so much while I was staying with you at fen bank,
love from Carley
Alli & Rhena at the October sale.
Hello Friends at Fenbank,
This picture is of me Bobby (handsome one on the left) and my friend Katie.
Thought I would let you know how I'm doing in my new home, I left Fenbank 3rd April 2005, it was all a bit strange, but I'm getting there!
I know I'm loved because I keep being told, but I did wonder when my Mum decided to take me to training classes! Well I expect its ok for some, but not for me! I knew that straight away, but it took my Mum a while to reach the same conclusion. Mind you she is getting on, and I heard that she gets 'senior moments'! (I don't think it's serious,} For a start the floor was so slippery (she said I reminded her of Bambi, what ever that is). At least with my four legs I kept upright, unlike her with her two, well she did say "HEEL" and as I skidded towards said heel, our legs entwined, down she went! It was a good 'down', if she had been a dog, as the Lady in Charge pointed out, it would have been excellent!
Then there were these little things with very short legs, which yapped a lot, I found something in me stirring, and I got quite excited, and started to bark and wanted to join them, but it would seem that was not the thing to do!
I am enjoying life here, {especially as Training Classes are now out,} I heard her muttering to herself 'I'll do it my way'. Katie has been with her for seven years and apparently she was a bit of a trial at first, but of course she perfect now, and she didn't go to training classes.
Katie and I get on well despite the age difference, she goads me to race around the garden, she forgets she's getting on a bit; I give in, and let her think she's won. Well she has never minded me sharing her settee. Another settee has arrived, more space for visitors, apparently, but I quite like that one too!
Thank you Auntie Sandra and Uncle Shaun for a lovely Christmas Party, I know it's a lot of work for you all, but we had a great time!
Ali with his Sunday bone after we arrived back from bringing the cheque, hopefully we will make some more money at the next car boot.
nb. from Webmaster - I don't know what this means, but thanks.
Alamo day one in his new home with his new friend.
We took on Belle 4 years ago and as you see she and our old (15 years) Burmese cat get on very well. Belle is wonderful with cats. Even our neighbours cats are happy to greet her, one of them runs up to her to rub noses and whenever he sees her she just wags her tail.
Malcolm and Shirley
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From Pat and Harry, Peggy is happy, Sally gets on really well with Peggy. Been to the beach with both of them. Peggy is good fun and good off the lead, she returns with no problem
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We only went to have a look!
We had lost the last of a long line of terriers the day my husband retired and had said firmly we really won’t have another dog. We told each other we could now go off and do all the things we had been dreaming about, weekends away; pop over to Portugal to see the family etc etc.
After two years I was missing having a dog desperately, I missed the walking, the fact that somebody came rushing to the door to greet you after shopping and the house seemed so quiet. So we went to Fenbank to have a look at this to us, unknown type of dog.
It was, of course, love at first sight. Rover followed us along the cage pushing himself into the wire so that we could stroke him. Resolutely we said we would think about it and went home. The next day I dragged my mother to the kennels to see this large Blue Brindle and she too fell hopelessly in love.
In due course after inspection by Sandra, we were declared suitable and Rover arrived home. Unfortunately this coincided with the start of our campaign against the building of two wind turbines near our house and so we were having quite a few visitors. We then found out that Rover was quite scared of men but happy with women. A few of our male doggy friends tried desperately to make friends but no way!!
By this time Rover was firmly entrenched in our hearts. We almost managed to discount the odd bit of chewing but did have to replace a door and he did have to go back to the kennels for a week whilst we coped with 3 deaths amongst friends and relatives. But we did get him back and managed much better with a large cage in the kitchen. He was happier and we could occasionally leave him for shopping etc without feeling frantic.
He is now very much part of the family, the cage has been dismantled as he realises that we do return and that the pile of dog bed, duvet and sheepskin really is his bed. He is however still a mummy’s boy and a complete wimp! James swears he is attached to me by a piece of elastic as he really does follow me everywhere like a shadow.
But he does have his moments, rushing around like a lunatic at 40 miles an hour in the garden. We have learnt to stand still and let him do his circuits after he bowled me over on the grass…. He still wrinkles up his teeth when you collect the lead and generally behaves like a dervish as you try to go out but once out is a complete gentleman. He has proved to be very good with other dogs and shows no resentment to any of our dog visitors. He has also successfully cleared our garden of visits from squirrels and the neighbours’ cat.
But he has proved embarrassing in one area… We had to take him to the vet for the removal of a corn in his foot. I had not realised that they would have to put him out completely for the x-ray and so gave him his breakfast as usual. Well, not quite. We were having a “ladies lunch” that day and I was feeling sorry for Rover as he would be missing all the fun and so as I was cooking a game pie I gave him casseroled partridge and his greyhound meal. We got to the vet and it turned out to be a locum not Frank whom we know well. Firstly, I had committed the cardinal sin of feeding him and then I was asked what I had given him. The only thing I can say in my defence is you really should have seen the vet’s face!!! It was almost worth the return visit the next day minus breakfast. We have also discovered he is a screamer. The vet only picked up his foot and he let out an ear-piercing scream. The vet jumped a mile, as did I - he has done this to me at home when I went to cut his toe nails and also when he was bitten by a fly! But against that he very seldom barks and has learnt that the vacuum cleaner doesn’t bite.
We do love him to bits and know that he loves us in return but we should probably have had a companion for him, it would have made the transition from kennels to a home easier and James could have had a daddy’s girl!!
I usually get up around 9.30 as my mum likes to stay in bed a little- but of course I have had her up several times before this to attend to my toilet. After all we are both getting on and when a girl’s gotta go, she’s gotta go!
I am even I have to admit outrageously spoiled and something of a celebrity in Skegness where I live and in Alford where my Mum used to take me to the shop every Tuesday afternoon. People still ask after me and my Mum who even though she is ever so old is still very attractive and all the men used to come in to us!!
Sadly my dad got ill so we had to stop going to help in the shop, but we have oodles of friends in Skegness and I have just had a lovely holiday with one of them! My mum was turned down for a dog by another rescue, but my Auntie Sandra just knew I was the right girl for Beryl – and boy would I have missed out if she hadn’t taken me! My life has never been so good. I have a sheepskin bed next to my mum and I get covered in a blanket so that I go to sleep nice and warm! And the grub is excellent cooked chicken, or corned beef, with my complete food for breakfast and a sandwich of Tuna/ham/chicken or beef after our walk at 11.00 when I go on the beach and see my friends and then I have a sleep until my dinner at bout 4.30 when I have my biscuits and some specially cooked meat with gravy, carrots and broccoli which is good for me. I don’t eat peas and I don’t like sweet things but I do enjoy licking out mum’s yoghourt pot!
Then I have another sleep until we have a little walk at 6.00 because it’s before Emmerdale which we both like to watch. I am not allowed on the furniture, but I have lots of different beds so I don’t mind too much. After the telly we have another little walk at 10.00 and if it’s raining mum dries me ever so gently and I always lift my feet to help her a bit and then I have a meat and biscuit snack and mum has her bedtime drink and we go to bed.
I really liked my previous home At Fen Bank where everyone was so kind to me, but I wouldn’t swap my mum for all the world!
Trissie Cox.
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