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He’s lucky he made it to his first birthday though. As a pup he committed that common and usually fatal JRT error of charging across the road at an unsuspecting squirrel, slamming headlong into a passing car and knocking himself senseless. The dog was fine but the humans involved were considerably shaken by the incident. He was my sister’s dog for the first 7 years of his life and in that period enjoyed life on a four-acre farm south of Windsor, freely mingling with the other farm animals, occasionally trotting down to the next farm to visit his other doggie friends, and regularly tormenting his old buddy, Ebony, the resident horse. It was almost comical to see this 16 pound dog trying furiously to bring down a 1,200 pound horse, but he was determined and Ebony displayed infinite patience, only trodding on him once or twice as Syd worried his fetlocks. He
became my first “rescue” when my sister had to find a new home for
him and despite the transition from country life to the city of He
was very sick for the last year of his life but put such a brave face on
it that even his vet wasn’t aware of how ill he was.
On the last weekend of November he made his final voyage to He is missed by his Rescue siblings Raleigh and Suzie, with whom he enjoyed many fine hours, and his dozens of human friends and admirers. |