To Honour the Best Dog in the World

TIFFANY :

Your first two years were difficult, but you found your way to Schnauzer Rescue and finally to us. One of our family was a bit reluctant to have a dog, but you quickly won him over with your gentle spirit, your kindness, manners, and limitless trust.

We loved you so much, and you returned this love more than hundred-fold. You found us a whole group of like-minded, sweet, new friends, and great dog friendly places to go.

Strangers stopped us to admire and pat you, often mistaking you for a Boy Dog and we’d have to tell them that they were wrong, that you were our ‘Beautiful Bearded Lady.’

You were such a great dog, so endearing; you knew just how to care when we felt the world was against us. You helped us through the darkest times, you were there often reaching those, who no one else could reach, with your love and empathy.

I miss your intelligence, intuition, elegance and dignity;

I miss the way you wrapped your two front legs around mine when you were feeling anxious;

I miss how you would gently remind us that it was time to go – that light touch of your wet nose on my leg, or that concerted flick of my wrist off the computer mouse with your “schnauze”, when you knew it was time to prepare dinner!

You always had food on your mind!

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You weren’t really impressed when new little sister Rebel came to live with us in your twilight years. She tried to take your bed, your mat, your couch, and your food. In true Tiffany form, you were gentle and forgiving, often taking second place to the younger model, while still guiding this ‘interloper, ‘ in the finer points of Schnauzer Border Patrol Protocols: sniffing out and removing neighbourhood vermin, possums and skinks from the property. The ‘Usurper’ became your ears when you lost your hearing and ended up as a pretty good mate to nap with.

Life wasn’t always fun for you; everyone has their troubles, but you didn’t deserve yours. Two unprovoked attacks frightened you and took you down, a cattle dog that likely mistook you for a sheep – (what an insult!) and the second, a complete ‘blindside’ by a raging psycho Amstaff, who also attacked your new little sister and nearly killed you both. It damaged you and shortened your time with us. We are sad about that.

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Even in your final weeks, you were careful to prepare us for your departure; you slowly withdrew from activities, sleeping more and more, never showing us how sad you were to leave us.

At first we didn’t want to admit you were ill; we didn’t want you to go, but even then, you made it possible for us to hold you close until the last possible moment.

And then, – and then  –   you were gone.

I cry and I cry, but I know that the tears can’t bring you back.

We grieve for your companionship, your trust, the feel of your soft velvety ears, your big soulful eyes and yes, even for the feel of that wet beard that you loved to rub all over our furniture, especially after possum hunting.

It is selfish of us, but we still want you here, with us.

You are resting now in peace.

Our gorgeous Tiffany, forever, you will be our treasured, beloved Schnauzer. We will never forget your spirit and we’ll miss you til the ends of time.

You were the BEST dog in the world.

From your Loving Family   ♥♥♥♥♥♥

 

Someone I will Always Ponder About

 

 

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A Dog’s Breakfast – There is Something about a Schnauzer

Standard schnauzerThere is something about a Schnauzer.
Cattle dog, Corgi, Hybrid cross, Scottish terrier, Red Setter: I have had them all as pets at various stages, but to me, one dog breed stands out above all the rest. The Schnauzer. What is it about these pets that can turn the most unemotional, stoically, clinical person into a blubbering, child-like swooner full of soft and fuzzy ga-ga baby talk? I have not worked out what their magic is, but I know that I was infected with this obsessional ‘bug’, the moment I laid eyes on a schnauzer.

There is no doubt pets bring a special element to your life, but a schnauzer, is so human-like, it even regards itself as human. It does not like to live in the back yard or on a runner chain, It wants to be with you, its family, its pack, for that is when it is most content. Not only originally bred in Germany, as a ratter, the original size ( the standard) was bred also to be a family pet, so is perfectly suited to this role.

And it seems other schnauzers know that they are special.

Schnauzer picnics are organized by a group of Schnauzer owners here on a regular basis, and it is often the case that a larger dog, such as Labrador or even an imposing Bull Mastiff, will run away, (literally, with its tail between its legs), when faced with a pack of wary bearded schnauzers in the off leash area. As other Schnauzers arrive at the gate for the Schnauzer picnic, those already present, form a ‘welcoming committee‘ which patrols close to the entrance, giving new arrivals the once over. This ‘committee’ greets fellow Schnauzers enthusiastically with lots of tail wagging, sniffing and circling, yet scrutinizes negatively, with vociferous barking, any larger dogs or those without hairy muzzles who try to ‘mingle’. (The mini schnauzers are especially good at voicing their opinion).  The only exception to the rule appears to be the Scottish Terrier, (who I feel sure temporarily confuses the self appointed “Schnauzer- bouncers- come- breed snobs’) who mistake the Scottie for a ‘black Schnauzer with slightly mutant ears, badly in need of a haircut’,  and admit them to the fold. As long as it has a beard, it passes, it appears!!

Within the Schnauzer picnic group, a sub group has now established itself: the Standard Schnauzer group whose members despite greatly varying ages and lifestyles form a close knit group, who met up for a ‘dog’s breakfast’ yesterday.  Here are some of the photos:

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Hearing someone share a familiar anecdote about their dog, which  you have experienced yourself, is a little surprising. Uncanny how each dog is so different and yet has similar traits, mannerisms and experiences. Lots of sharing and caring happens within this group who enjoy life together, united by their four-legged family members. Included in the group are two rescue dogs, and one dog that has been re-homed. All behaved remarkably well at the breakfast. But then, that should not be so surprising. After all, they all had beards….

Something to ponder about.

Daily Mood Meter – Snarky

Snarky

Today’s mood is not mine but that of a neighbour who has recently lodged a complaint. The word is an interesting one as I have not heard it in common use.

Snarky –

1 Sarcastic, impertinent or irreverent intone or manner; snide: Sarky is a just a cooler way of saying sarcastic

2. Testy, irritable or short tempered; irascible, having a rudely critical tone or manner: snarky humor.

“He was being so snarky with me. Yeah, snarky is a word:. google it”. Dane Cook

Snarky is described as a witty mannerism, personality or behaviour that is a combination of sarcasm and cynicism. Usually accepted as a complimentary term, snarky is sometimes mistaken for a snotty or arrogant attiitude. (this is where the neighbour’s complaint comes in) I have a neighbour who gets snarky if my dog barks more than twice! 

Synonym: George Costanzaschnauzer

Antonym: Ozzie Nelson

Pig Latin: Arkysnay

 

Something to ponder about today.