This page is dedicated to all our dogs sadly no longer with us, this is my tribute to them all:

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.

-- Unknown

WAITING

When she was dying, an old collie bitch
Came to a white clad man.
He took away all that remained of her life,
And another life began.

She glanced at the black and white body,
Set free from its burden of pain.
It seemed to have nothing to do with her,
For she had grown young again.

A shepherd stood by the still faced vet.
Weeping he bowed his head;
Paying no heed to the bitch at his heels,
Believing that she was dead.

She had lived her life by his single will
Moved to his least command.
Now he could not see when she wagged her tail,
Nor feel when she licked his hand.

A faraway voice was calling her name,
She knew that she must not stay,
But the sorrowing man was quite unaware
When she quietly trotted away.

She came to a place made ready for her;
A valley with flocks at grass,
Where she tended her sheep in the Heavenly fields
And waited for time to pass.

The years sped by in this peaceful place,
Where the sunlit flocks gleamed gold;
Long years when a bitch was eternally young,
While a shepherd grew tired and old.

One night in his chair by a dying fire
An ancient man fell asleep;
To wake in a green and enchanted vale,
Where a young bitch worked with sheep.

He called her in with a joyful voice,
Tenderly stroked her head;
While his relatives gathered and wept for him,
Believing that he was dead!

Pat Borrows.
 

Bob Bob ISDS  Blk/White Dog 04/1980----1994. Our very first Border Collie was Bob ISDS a black/white dog from working lines.  April 1980----1994, we wanted a BC after watching Blue Peter with John Noakes  and his collie Shep.  We knew nothing about the ISDS lines when we bought this little bundle of fun at 7wks old.  Bob was an amazing dog all through his life, always' wanting to please he loved our two children  and was a very quick learner, we took him to local obedience classes which he truly loved, if only we had known about agility in his day I know for a fact that he would have been amazing at it because  of his willingness to learn.  Bob went every where with us and was one of the family never any bother.  Losing Bob was very difficult for us to come to teams with, we will never forget this great dog and  all the love and happiness he brought to our family in the 14 years we owned him.  Run free dear Bob, we will always' love you.  Sue, Charlie , Craig and Karen.  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

WHEN TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME

When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see; the sun will rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, remembering how I'd lay my head in your lap that special way.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you, and each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me. Please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name and petted me with her hand.

She said my place was ready, in Heaven far above, and that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But, as I turned to heel away, A tear fell from my eye, for all my life I never thought that I would have to die.I had so much to live for, so many sits and downs to do,
It seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you. I thought about our lives together, I know you must be sad, I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had. remember how I'd nudge your hand, and poke you with my nose?
The frisbee I would gladly chase, the bad guy, I'd "bark and hold". If I could relive yesterday, just even for awhile, I'd wag my tail and kiss you,
Just so I could see you smile. But, then I fully realized, that this could never be; for emptiness and memories will take the place of me.and when I thought of treats and toys,
I might miss come tomorrow, I thought of you and when I did, my dog-heart filled with sorrow. But then I walked through Heaven's gate, and felt so much at home;
As God looked down and smiled at me, from His beautiful golden throne. He said, "This is eternity, and now we welcome you, today your life on earth is past, but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last; for you see, each days's the same day, there's no longing for the past.Now you have been so faithful, so trusting, loyal and true;
Though there were times you did things, you knew you shouldn't do.  But good dogs are forgiven, and now at last you're free; so won't you sit here by my side, and wait right here with me?"
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart.For every time you think of me, I'm right there, in your heart.

Spike Blk tri-colour Working Sheep Dog from Farming lines.  No Pedigree We are always' told never to pick the pup that hides away from us, well we did, we wanted a friend for Bob, we saw an advert in the local paper and phoned to go and view the litter, we were told on the phone the colour of the pups and liked the sound of the blk/tri- male, off we went with the kids and Bob in tow, we were greeted by the farmer who showed us the litter but no tri- pup around, he told us his wife was mistaken and as she wasn't around at the time we played with the pups available. After a chat about the pups Charlie and I decided which one we wanted. After a horse ride the wife appeared and showed us the shy tri- pup, our hearts melted and home he came with us. Spike was nervous of everything and this caursed a few agression problems, Spike would never let anyone near us so we had him castrated, it made a difference to his aggression but not to his shyness. We tried agility with him but he was so scared we gave up, he was a very loyal dog, sometime to loyal, I'm sure he would have died to save us from other dogs and people if he thought they were going tp harm us. Sadly Spike became ill with cancer, he was operated on at 6years old but it came back to take him away from us at 8 years old. Run free dear boy, we will love you always' you are here in our hearts forever. Sue, Charlie, Craig and Karen. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

Typsy Bailstails Typsy Turbo,Blk Tri-colour Border Collie 11/03/2001----10/2002 Proud to have owned and bred by me Sue Wyatt. This is my beautiful  TYPSY that I bred, she was a dog in a million, her ability for life and to learn  very quickly was amazing, what ever I asked her to do she had no problem achieving, by the time she was 12months old she could complete an agility course at medium height, she was very responsive to  all comands and very very fast, her contacts were to die for but alas this wasn't to last because at 13 months old on the 04/04/02 at around 9-30pm she had her first fit, 18 days later she had another, then 8 days after her third so the vet decided to put her on medication but we never seemed to be able to control her fitting, it didn,t seem to matter what time of day she fitted so we increased her tabs.  Typsy fitted every 8 to 10 day's.  I always' knew when she was about to fit because she came to me to comfort her, she lay on my lap all through the fits, never once did she try to hurt me.  By the time she was 18 months old, old  enough to compete in agility Typsy couldn't think of what she should do, it was as though I had never trained her at all, I believe the Epilepsy had taken control of her brain, two months later I lost her to very violent gran-mals, no matter how many tabs (Pheno) I gave her she kept having seizers, we rushed her to the vets in the middle of the night and decided to give her rest as the vet couldn't bring her round, this brave and wonderful little girl drifted away peacefully in my arms, I will never forget what this awful illness did to her or myself having to watch her suffer for the last 5 months of her very short life.  I made a promise to myself from that day that I would never let this happen to any pup/dog I breed from now on, I feel very honored  to have owned this girl, she has taught me so much.  Run free my beautiful girl, enjoy rainbow bridge, you will always' be here in my heart forever and never far from my mind.  Sue.  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

Pagan Troublesome Crystle Blue, Tri- Blue Merle Bitch 08/06/1990 --- 10/2002 bred by Lin White. Pagan was given to us by Dave Parker who decided to compete in breed with his wife instead of agility, she was part trained at two years old, Pagan never stayed in the ring with Dave so asked Charlie if he wanted to train her so we took her for a couple of weeks, competed with her (She stayed in the ring  with Charlie) took her back to her owners and fretted for a whole week until we had a phone call to ask if we wanted to keep her, Pagan went on to qualify Charlie out of starters, she was a wonderful dog for Charlie and took him to quite a few finals. Pagan competed at Crufts in the R.D.T.C. teams for many a year. The partnership these two had was brilliant, Pagan was the boss of our boy's, they all respected her or suffered the consequences of a nip on the bum. Sadley 10 day's after loosing Typsy Pagan suffered the same fate and died through fitting, she had a hair line crack on her scul through running head to head with another dog when the owner threw a ball , we didn't know at the time but that is what  caused her to fit years later, small amounts of blood had leaked through to cause brain damage. Run free dear girl, you are never far away from our thoughts. Sue and Charlie.  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Patch Passims Siver Singer, Blue Merle dog 09/06/1990---2003 Bred By Sue Ader. We wanted a dog of different colouring this time, we were given the details about this litter bred by Sue Ader, we had a choice of a blue merle dog and bitch but as Patch was a little on the shy side we decided to pick him, well what can I say about this comicle little dog, he was very funny from the day he arrived home, when old enough we joined R.D.T.C. to do obedience with him (which he hated) when we thought we had a little control of this boy we started agility training well what a night mare he turned out to be, his first show was awful but as we were new to agility ourselves it didn't matter  but as our handling got better Patch didn't but never mind we enjoyed our time together.  In all the 10 years we competed with Patch he never once went clear but he gave all that watched him working something to smile about, Patch was the comic of agility. After having two strokes and losing the use of his back legs we dicided to give him peace. Run free dear Patch you always' made us smile. We love you Sue, Charlie and our close friend Deena Freeman (Who ran him until he retired) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx