I have had dogs in my life ever since I can remember. My first dog was Juno, a boxer. We got her when my family moved to Zambia and I was about 3 years old. My dad knew a farmer who was selling up and moving on and he had a dog and a cat that he wanted to find good homes for. My dad took both. The cat, Blackie, died after about a year from a poisonous lizard and 4 years later when dad's work contract was over, we found a home for Juno with some good friends and got lots more photos of her through the years as we travelled for dad's work.
Growing up there was Monty, Bucksy, Tammy, Sally, and Bruce. And then I got married, had a baby and moved to Australia. Hubby was not a dog man but I thought the kids would like a dog and talked him into it. A friend gave us Bella, an abused Golden Retriever that needed a home. That didn't turn out well and I reluctantly had to return her 6 wks later (no fault of Bella's) and then along came Jazzy, an American Cocker spaniel. After a year I came across another Golden Retriever that need a home (we had to have 2 dogs!!!). And that is when Amber came to live with us. She was 18months at the time and turned into the most gorgeous dog ever. These two dogs grew up with my kids but Amber was always the one that they played with the most (Jazzy was really a sloth). Jazzy died when she was 10 which was a relief as by then she was totally deaf and pretty blind. Amber stayed with me till the ripe old age of 15 (really good for GR's) It was a great loss when I had to have her put down and I sobbed unashamedly at the vet until I saw all the people staring at me in the waiting room. That dog left the biggest paw print on my heart!
|My beautiful girl Amber|
|Amber with puppy Callie|
|5 yr old Callie & 18mth old Lila|