Connor. Born 12th December 2017, one of Sparta’s first litter of 5 puppies. Connor was a beautiful dark wheaten boy. Cared for passionately by Sparta and his human mama, along with the other 4 puppies,around the clock for 26 days. He passed away on 7th January 2018 at 21:01pm in the loving arms of his human mama.
No one, including our vets, was able to tell us why. Mama thinks he had a reaction to the Panacur he and his other siblings were given on 4th January 2017. All the puppies were thriving until then. However the dose of Panacur blocked up their ability to poo, and when the poos eventually came out they had a plug of dead worms at the beginning of the poo. Four puppies rallied, but we think Connor developed something else.
He was very much loved, as are all sparhawk puppies, with 24/7 hands on care and attention throughout their 3 months with us, until they leave for their new homes.
Connor will always be remembered by us at Sparhawk Scotties. He has a little place of his own, with his urn on display alongside others that have crossed the rainbow bridge. We grieve for him for the scottie he never grew up to be and for the life he didn’t get to live. We hope that his 26 days surrounded by his loving family were enough for him, but for mama, she wanted him to have more.
“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die” Connor, Sparhawk Highland Dream
12.12.17 – 07.01.18
Memories of a cherished and still very much loved Scottie. Twenty-Eight years ago, this very day, a scottie pup joined my household and changed my life in ways I never knew would happen. Martimm Agnes of Sparhawk, known to friends and family as Agi, she has left a wonderful legacy of my enduring love for this fantastic breed. She now resides in my heart as she crossed the rainbow bridge in 2003. Photos of her are scattered all around my house and of course here on our blog : to which I must thank my current 5 scotties for allowing me computer time to write this post. Thank you Agi, for being you.
Agi is never far away from Mama’s thoughts. Fourteen years ago her very first scottie, Agi (Martimm Agnes of Sparhawk) was taken from her. Mama never really got to say goodbye (other than a loving hug that morning) as she hoped to collect Agi from the vets later that day, after an operation.
Sadly, the problem with Agi’s liver was so severe that the vet phoned Mama to tell her the bad news ……..
Agi was collected later that same afternoon and buried in our front garden, in the spot she most preferred.
We never knew Agi, but we are so very grateful to her for being just the right type of scottie that made Mama want to live with them for the rest of her life. If it wasn’t for Agi, there would be no ‘us’.
So, we shall spend our day in quiet contemplation thinking about Agi and all the scotties that have gone before us, those that have been physically close to us, and those, like you, our good friends who we have only known through our blog.
It’s the first anniversary of Bobby’s ‘death’. I’ve been reading “There are no sad dogs in heaven” by Sonya Fitzpatrick. Yes, I still hurt from his loss, but this book, containing the most bitter/sweet memories of others who have lost their animal companions, has helped me understand that I will meet up with him again. He might even choose to come back to me, the the body of another pet, during my own lifetime – and sometimes when I look at Tayler, I see a little bit of my Beautiful Bobby …..
Sunday Funday is on hold …….. Stuart of Scottie Chronicles ………. I can’t say it ……. Oh my! He’s left us and his Peeps behind. He was so loved, worldwide. He is the reason we are blogging. Rest In Peace Stuart …. till we all meet again.