Eulogy for a fluffy

Hello dear friends & readers,

Yesterday we had to say goodbye to a very, very special friend,

our dear Mr Big Fat Fluffy (aka Mr Wolf/Nero)

He would've turned 15 in June so he was a good age,

but we are all So Very, very sad today

Nero came to live with us at just over a year old

He had had a Very Important Job. . .

he had been a Police Dog

And the reason he came to live with us was because at 1 & a bit they could tell he was going to grow up to be Huge

And they have to be able to throw them over fences in the line of work - quite frankly I could imagine a few slipped discs trying to throw the big fat fluffy over a fence !!!!!!!

Throw Me ???  Over the fence???   Good luck !!!

His name was Milo, which my boys changed to Nero

but over the years he became Mr Wolf as so many people would say "he looks just like a Wolf"

somewhere along the way he became Mr Fluffy or simply "the fluffy" 

He didnt care, he answered to any name . . . 

I always knew he was a great part of my day to day life

but I could never have comprehended what a Huge gap he would leave

He was always there beside me, whatever I was doing

"so what do you think Mum - should we try gardening today?? Or just rest up??"

even during crafty pursuits . . . 

"I think its best if we dry the flowers first Mum"

"supervising" & watching over whatever I did

And I too, looked after him, & like to think we gave him a very good life while he was with us

Do not speak to me Mum - I am NOT listening to you today

I loved that he was partial to a bit of granny blanket goodness

But I am under No doubt Whatsover . . .
That He loved his father the best !!!!!

The Mr would throw his sweatshirt over him at nights
& there he would remain  - (hiding)
You see, with his father, he became something extra special -
"the Very Important Farm Dog" ! !

I have long ago lost count of the number of times I had to apologise for him to my customers at the Cottage -
that in itself would fill an entire book !!!

Apologise ???  for me ???  surely not ???


He would go through stages of sleeping with his tongue poked out & I became a bit obsessed with photographing it
I felt he was poking his tongue at the world in general

He could also be a bit of a "contrary Mary" at times -
doing What he pleased, When he pleased !!
for example ... this was
 "dont sit against the wet plaster wall please"

this was . . . 
 " stay on your rug & dont go on the carpet please"

this was . . .
  "stay well away from the trees the men are felling please"

Hmmm . . .  ! ! ! !

I well remember when we put our new kitchen in, I ranted & raved & vowed & declared to all & sundry -
"when we get our new kitchen in, THAT Dog is NOT coming inside anymore!!!" (incidently, No-One was listening as is usual)

"hello ...  not coming in??? she must be talking about another dog"

Oh Mr Fluffy ... I am SO glad you won & I am SO very glad I always gave in & you got your way
tiptoeing your way in on my newly washed floor when you thought I wasnt looking

You were Such an awesome, special friend, I will carry your memory close to my heart in a special  place forever
But I will miss you So Very Much
Thanks for all the wonderful memories you gave us
Our lives were so rich with you as part of it
May You  "Rest In Peace"
 my faithful fluffy friend

Wishing you all Love & Kindness this Easter
Go pat those special furry friends & give them a hug from me
(Thankyou for listening to my Lament)
Love/hugs/friendship,
Julie Xox