Here are our stories....
Duffy
My
formal name is LoMar's Wee Winsome McDuff, CGC, better known as Duffy or
the McDuff. As you can see, I loved to play in the woods and get
into briars, so sometimes I had a funny haircut.
I
came to live with Mom and Dad as a little fellow.
Upon my arrival, at 6 pounds, I immediately established my dominance
over Max, a Giant Schnauzer who weighed a lot more. Max was so
gentle with me and never let me know he was bigger than I was.
It's amazing what little puppy teeth can do....
During my life, I earned my Canine Good Citizenship and worked hard at Obedience, but my Westie temperament won out and Mom let me be me. Over the years, I loved travelling to almost all of the lower 48 states, but home was always best.
During
my later years, I slowed down considerably but loved to go anywhere and
here I am on the night I entered the MSU Veterinary Clinic for the final
time. We visited friends and I had a great time with their two Westies, who are in the next picture. But later that night, my
little heart and lungs gave out. I went to the
Rainbow Bridge four days later, on November 4, 2007, in
Mom's arms looking for a Cheeto.
Sophie
My
name is Sophie and my story is much different from Duffy's. I was
born in a puppy mill and spent much of my short life in a home where I
was severely abused. God watched over me, though. In June,
2007, when I was 14 months old, I was found out in the country where I
had been abandoned for almost two weeks. Mom and Dad rescued me
from the County Animal Control Shelter and brought me to my forever
home. I learned to love and be loved for the first time in my
life. Here I am with my new friends, Tazzy, Duffy and Lahdi.
(I am the Westie on the right). This is a sad photo for me, as
within a few months, both Tazzy (on the left) and Duffy (next to Tazzy)
had gone to the Rainbow Bridge.
I
learned not to be afraid of things like sticks and new people.
I learned to love
travelling, too, even if Mom did make me wear this silly Halloween
costume. Together with Mom, Dad and Duffy, I travelled through
many states, sitting right next to Dad as he drove the motorhome and
looking out the front and side windows. When I got tired or
bored, I just put my head on his shoulder and went to sleep. I
made many new friends and learned the world was a wonderful and exciting
place - not scary at all. I saw the Great Lakes, the Smokey Mountains and all
kinds of things......
When Duffy left for the Rainbow Bridge, Mom and Dad knew how lonely I was and brought home Piper who became my best friend.
I
learned to love going to dog shows with Piper and, at the Westie
Specialty Show in May of 2008, I was part of the Westie Rescue Parade.
I felt so special because everyone was looking at me. From being
afraid of people, I had learned to love attention and could not wait to
meet my next new "best" friends....
Unfortunately, my head injuries were too severe, my seizures became very frequent despite all the medicine Mom gave me, and I left for the Rainbow Bridge a few weeks later on May 15, 2008 in Mom and Dad's arms, knowing I had been unconditionally loved, if even just for a few months.
Piper
My
formal name is Grand Champion GlenLea's Wee Winsome Piper, better known just as Piper.
If you ever come to the door of Mom and Dad's house or the motorhome,
you will hear how I live up to my name. I also "pipe" very loudly
whenever a squirrel or chipmunk invades my territory. Mom is
working on breaking me of my piping, but has not been very successful so
far. I also have a formal side so Mom created my own page.
Mom
and Dad found my breeder the same week they lost Duffy and I came home
with them the very next day.
Sophie was so happy to have me and quickly became
like the Mommy I left behind. I spent a lot of time with a very
wet coat as she "mothered" me almost non-stop.
I
love travelling in the motorhome so please stop & say "Hi" when you see
us. We
won't hard to find because if I am not outside I'll be standing in the
front window watching the world go by.
Bubbles
My
formal name is Briarcliff Dancing Bubbles In The Air, but everyone calls me
Bubbles. And I do bubble and dance, too. When my breeder
heard about Mom and Dad losing Sophie, she immediately contacted Mom
about me and within a week, I joined Piper at Mom and Dad's.
I
love travelling and playing with Piper and my toys, especially my hedge
hog. I spend a lot of time at the windows at home watching
squirrels, blowing leaves and, during the winter, falling snowflakes.
This
Christmas, Mom and Dad gave me a great new toy - it was called a
Christmas tree. When they put the ex-pen around it, I discovered I
could jump across it from the couch or chair. Once I found the
ornament I wanted, I just jumped back with it and was a very happy
little Westie!!!
Sometimes,
I show along with Piper and we win medals. That's me on the left and
Piper on the right. This was at a motorhome rally and we were
wearing our official Westie kilts. It may have rained the entire
weekend, but I sure love being the center of attention at rallies!!
Everyone says I am such a cute, friendly little girl and I love each
person I meet.