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Our beautiful girl Bonnie is now at the bridge with Beasley.

Bonnie is Mum, Grandmum and GreatGrandmum to all Wurroit progeny. We are going to miss her terribly.

You gave us great joy and happiness during all of your 13 and a half years. You never complained about you various troubles but we could not allow you to go through any more after the last two evenings.

Sleep well darling.

Erica & Bob

Wurroit Bedlingtons

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I was talking with Erica just this week. During the conversation she was also talking to Bonnie, who was carefully negotiating her way through the house to the door.

Every day with the old ones is special :cry:

May your rest be peaceful Bonnie. It was a pleasure to have met you.

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Hey Bonnie,

It has been a few days now since we held you in our arms to say goodbye. We probably won’t get used to your not being here but we are coping. Thank you for all the lovely shared memories.

We remember being excited about being accepted as your new owners by your mum. We remember being excited on the 1,000 km return drive to pick you up with the kids. We remember your excitement on being released from your crate and meeting us and the kids. We remember how excited you were to meet Beasley. Obviously though, you were not as excited as he was.

We remember you being frightened while we were out for a walk not long after you came to stay with us. You managed to get away from us and ran full tilt all the way home to the front door. We don’t think Beasley ever remembered the way home, he was just happy to be out walking.

Yes, we did plan for you to be our foundation bitch and we couldn’t have wished for a better Mum to our first three litters. But… there was no need for you to come into season and try to seduce Beasley when you were just 9 months old. Thankfully the “connection” was not made before we realized what you were up to.

We remember celebrating Anzac day 2000 with a successful tie which resulted in three beautiful boys. Hart is still with us, his brothers Ubu and Keesha are still with Mum’s twin sister.

We remember that you had to dig a “Den” for your kids. But… did you have to make it so big that our kids could fit in it???

We remember your second “mistake” litter which resulted because we had to be away while you were in heat and the house-sitter didn’t really comprehend what was meant about not allowing you and Beasley together. As a result the boy in the litter was named after him.

We remember your third litter of 7 pups, three of which went to overseas parents, and thinking 3 in the first litter, 4 in the second litter, 7 in the third litter, DO WE REALLY WANT 14 IN THE NEXT LITTER????? No more pups for you lovely one.

We remember you mothering Misty the cat which Bronnie had bought home after finding her “out bush” and destined for a very short life. We know that you suffered a lot of pain in allowing her to suckle from you even though you weren’t lactating. We are still not sure if we should thank you for helping her to survive as, not having a “real cat” mother Misty has never learned to shut up and looks like being with us, and annoying us for a long time yet.

We remember you, Sorcha and Misty guarding your litter of 7 against the 4- 5 foot king brown that slithered through our yard one day. Thankfully we were able to dispatch the bloody thing, especially as it had been the cause of a number of pet losses in the neighborhood for some time.

We remember the differences of opinion regarding “puppy raising” techniques between yourself and Sorcha. And have the scars to prove it. None of the scars were from you though, unless one counts the scars on Sorcha.

We remember the times you did start to lactate when we had the pups of others in the house. Sadly, the other mothers, terriers that they are, would not allow you to adopt any of their babies though we are sure you would have done an excellent job.

We remember you playing with the last litter of pups as if you were again a pup yourself. Even if you were better than 11 and your eyes weren’t as good as they used to be.

Bonnie, we will always remember the last few months where you became less able to navigate your way around the house and garden. Though you were always able to find your food bowl, and very quickly.

We became concerned Bonnie, as you became less able to respond to our calls, became less responsive to our pats and cuddles, as you seemed less aware of your surroundings and became alarmed and distressed about unexpected noises.

We worried Bonnie, as the other dogs started to growl and snap at you if you inadvertently stumbled into them but we were able to watch for you and ensure that there was no real nastiness.

We remember Bonnie… the night earlier this year when you were very unsteady on your feet and lost.

We remember Bonnie… the fit you had during dinner last week, how long it took you to recover, how lost you were, how distressed you were.

We remember Bonnie… the fit you had the following evening, worse than the first one, longer than the first one. You seemed more lost, more distressed, and, sadly, as if there was “less” of you afterwards.

We remember Bonnie… holding you in our arms to say goodbye the following day.

We remember Bonnie… FOREVER.

Thank you,

Your Mum & Dad.

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