Chloe’s Tribute to her Bestie, Star

“And can it be that in a world so full and busy, the loss of one creature makes a void so wide and deep that nothing but the width and depth of eternity can fill it up”
Charles Dickens

Dearest Star

Iimage14t is just over a week since you took your journey to the Rainbow Bridge, where you will have been lovingly welcomed by my Mama @AngelKeely and all of those who went before you. You will be running and playing and behaving like a puppy again while those of us left behind must learn how to live without you … without the love that shone from your sweet face, the face that limage43ooked like a puppy right up until the end … without the warmth and serenity you radiated and which drew both people and dogs to you. You loved and you were loved, and knowing that made your life complete.

We met 3 years ago on my first trip to the Cotswolds. I was only a young pup so it was handy to have you around as an example of perfect Labrador manners. We hit it off straight away, as did our Mummies. How lucky was that!

Mstar-chloeore meetings with more pals followed for us. Shopping trips, trips to the beach and pub and, my personal favourite – the Hockings ice cream van in Devon .. paradise! And bestie, I really must apologise for the outright theft of “our” ice cream cornet on that very first visit. Who would’ve believed that I had actually been very nicely brought up? Still, I expect you are getting more ice cream than you can manage these days.

We plastar-chloe-2yed and swam and chased and dug holes in the sand on your beach in Devon. Sadly though, I never got the chance to show you my Yorkshire. But meetings with other pals in the Cotswolds and in Devon have left lasting and joyful memories. Birthdays came and went with much celebrating and eating of virtual cakes and other delicious noms. You will have such tales to tell them all up in heaven!

Tstar-chloe-3hen, when you got sick I accompanied you to see Dr Rog and comforted your Mummy whilst we waited for you to have your big operation. Hopefully I helped you both feel less scared. You amazed us all by fighting back and being well enough for us all to meet again in Devon and celebrate your life. I guarded you well on the beach lest any dog came close enough to hurt you, as did my pal Monty (whom I secretly think you took a bit of a shine to!).

The last time we met we had a picnic. You brought the sun with you as always and as our Mummies chatted we had our own conversation. You knew that your time on this earth was drawing to a close; we said our au revoirs and I made you a solemn promise.

image7Star, you were the bestest of pals. A shoulder to lean on, a fine example to look up to, a warm body to snuggle close to on those cold Cotswold evenings; you were smart, witty, loving and sociable. I hope I can grow up to be half as good a dog as you were.

Until we meet again my friend, I promise I will do my utmost to keep the promise I made to you to look after your Mummy.

I will always be your bestie. Chloe xxx

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Star … a message from her mummy

Dear friends on #StarsPorch

Oh, where to begin. It has been just over 24 hours since my baby girl and I said our final farewell. I feel like I haven’t seen her for ages. The pain is quite unbearable to be honest.

image41 I wanted to take some time to tell you all about our day on Wednesday. It was an extraordinary day. Star and I shared Popchips for breakfast and then she licked the bag out and had another meal. We then went and sat on the green for over an hour. She was bright and alert and many of her friends came by to see her. She kept looking over to me which always means she wants me closer so I went and sat on the grass with her. She crawled into my lap and buried her head in my sweatshirt. It was a real cuddle. We simply needed to be together.

When we came back in she got on the sofa and snoozed for a while and my Godmother came to see her. Star was so happy to see her. After a few more Popchips she moved to her bed in the living room and snoozed. At lunchtime we cooked her some chips, her absolute favourite and I fed them to her one by one. My mum and I were sitting in the living room watching some television while she slept and half way through the afternoon the most beautiful thing happened. Star woke up and kept staring at me. She did this a lot when she wanted to game and image1would often give a low growl to get my attention. I got on the floor and lay next to her facing her on her memory foam mattress. We had a brief but wonderful game and as I went to get up she stretched both her front paws out and placed them on my left arm, looked me straight in the eye asking me to stay. I did. We spent about ten minutes just looking at each other and she started to fall asleep. Exhausted from a lack of sleep I soon fell asleep with her, holding on to her. It was the deepest of sleep I have ever experienced, it was like we shared the same dream space and within that fusion we slept for over an hour, waking only once to see each other still there and when we finally woke I felt something had changed. I’m so very grateful to my mother for capturing this on camera with a photo which I share with you here.

After another meal it was time to go on the green for one last sit out . Once again Star just wanted to sit on my lap and be as physically close to me as possible. She wagged at her friends and was surrounded by love but she was tired and I could feel that. We sat until just before 8pm and then came in and Star settled on her bed in the living room. She had a long cuddle with me and with my mum and stepdad then went into a natural deep sleep, peaceful and calm, surrounded by her family. Dr Roger was with us for the evening and we all sat chatting,surrounding her with normal life, me holding her paws. She was enveloped by love and passed away in the most peaceful way I have ever witnessed, as her natural deep sleep was just quietly extenstarded. We are both indebted to Roger for loving her as he did and giving her the best care, right until the very end.

Dearest friends, I have such peace that the timing for Star was just perfect. I have calm in my heart for her. She didn’t suffer at all, I was never going to let that happen, but she was tired and on Tuesday morning I felt the time was near and Star started to communicate with me in a different way. The #TiaraTuesday party this week was so special, to see so many avatar’s changed was wonderful and what a celebration. I can never thank Rosy and Annie enough and of course dear Bear for giving us Tiara Tuesday and for never missing one ever. What a wonderful tradition that became.

Star was an inspirational dog. I met her when she was five days old and she literally lit up her litter. She was the only golden pup amongst her 8 black brothers and sisters and her mum and dad both black,so from the start I knew she was going to be different. She sat on me that day, and never really stopped sitting on me from that moment on. Her spirit really shone from her, she had a love forimage4 life and for all people and dogs. She never snapped at any dog, not even when occasionally provoked on the beach. She was a pacifist with a serene soul who lived her life with joie de vivre. She came to work with me everyday at the studios, was on set with me all the time during photo shoots, she has sat in multiple edit suites and recording studios and together we lived the perfect life. She has a family who adore and worship her, my amazing Mum who she used to watch intently for any treats and my stepfather who she knew she could  con an extra long walk from.  She had her own unique relationship with them and they were her comfort when I was ever away working. Star gave us all a very special summer this year and as a family we sat on the green and each day our crowd grew and we made some wonderful new friends. Star loved a brown lab called Byron and all together at our home by the sea we simply had the best of times. From the moment she came to me she stopped traffic. People would cross the road to meet her and talk to her, commenting on her prettiness astar3nd how happy she was. What a blessing for me. What a blessing for this world.

Our life on Twitter began when Star was asked to be the Labrador to promote the DVD release in the UK of Marley and Me and she was asked to create an account. She did photo shoots with Woman magazine, OK and Best magazine and she walked several red carpets attending the dog premiere of the film in Chelsea. The bank of photographers didn’t phase her at all, she was used to her Mum!

So from that came all of you, the twitterati  and our dearest friends. I’m not a social media fan particularly but through Star this world opened up to us, a world of wonderful like minded souls and gorgeous animals from around the world and so our hearts were stolen so many times over. We have met so many of you in person, through our beloved Keely, our first heartbreak and then Winnie, we finally got to meet Lorraine when Chloe arrived. Chloe and Star became bestie’s and Lorraine became one of mine. Ouimage42r bestie trips to the Cotswolds at Christmas were something that we looked forward to so much, a most favourite time of the year meeting with Isla and Hugo and Hector and Moss and Asha and Ben and Fin. Just glorious chaos of dogs in pubs and Lorraine and I shopping with our girls Chloe and Star. Then we had our tweet ups at our home in Devon, the besties again, running on the beach and paddling in the water. Star was so full of joy on her beach and meeting with Kathy and Strider and Alfie and Billie always produced so much laughter in the sand. Some we already knew, our beloved Aunty Christine and Uncle E and the joy we had at the cottage. So many special times with them and Jess and Bear and Marty.

Through the magic of a Labrador called Timber who captured our hearts and then broke them when he left us, we made life time friends with his Ma and Pa, Barb and John and have shared so mstar2any wonderful times together in England. And because of a fellow Golden girl named Chloe from Vancouver we met Pat Pancoust, our “Canadian sister”. This summer we were all united in the UK and made the most special memories. Pat named Star and Star’s brother Mel Honourary Canadians and got them Canadian collars and tags and Barb and John bought Canadian pillows on their first trip which became Star’s goto pillow for comfort. She loved her pillow.

Then a dog called Tracey came into our life and we fell in love with her. She was so similar to Star and when we lost her we were devastated. The gifts that Tracey’s mum Lorraine has showered upon Star and Mel have been so amazing. The perfect crystal name tag in the shape of a heart and the massive bag of gifts more recently for her 13th birthday, all so precious, thanimage12k you.

A few weeks back we were lucky to meet with Dougal and Chico and the legendary Wiggle and Olive and handsome Oban and ‘Lucy the lab’ Mom and what a photo that impromptu meeting produced. Lily the Labrador who is a dear original friend and the amazing Simon who fought the battle against cancer so bravely and was an inspiration to us all. Simon helped us with our fight and they were tweethearts from across the miles. He left such a void but what a legacy. Doris we loved and lost and Blue and Ruger and Lucy the lab and Rudi. Bear who changed the world. So many many more loved and lost. Always remembered.

I was torn as to mention names or not for fear of leaving someone out which I will do because I am exhausted and bereft. But please know you are all loved and you have all made our time on Twitter so special. Fred the dog who held paws with Star most recently and the ever wonderful Sir Alf our mainstay on her porch. Alf you were our security. The wonderpaws gang, the Vizzler gang, Sadie, George, Beautiful Bliss and Annie and Zeke and Sidney, Jess, Lynn, Anniegolden, Bea, Megs and Ori, Max, Kingsley, Cinammon, Lucy YellowLab, JessieJimage6aney, Doofer, Bunnybell, Ginger, Wennie, Whiskie and Flynn, Moose, Hamish, Briar, GeorgeW, Annie W, Molly and Judy, Daisy, Henry, Sir T, Lilli and Archie, Albert, Merlin, Rita,Cassie, Rosy and Betsy with their takeaways and to all of our pals I can never thank you all enough for loving my girl the way you do and for all the amazing times we all shared. When Star became a Dame, I could not have been more proud and I can’t tell you how much that meant. Thank you Bliss and to everyone who put her forward.

A special mention as well to Thomas, the backbone of Twitter for so many of us. Thank you for your unconditional support and love and to all your family as well. And Gracie Kitten, Star’s first feline friend. You and Foz and your mummy have brightened our world daily. Our human friends as well, Harriet, Lori, Lilac, Aunty Fi, Jim, Aunty Suzanne, Carla, Sue, Julie, Jane and Val, Rick and of course Dana. Dana your daily tweets not just for Star but for all those poorly image32is just so very special. What a comfort that has been and I thank you as Star’s mum for all that dedication and love.

Thank you to each and everyone one of you for loving her. Thank you for the fun. Thank you for the Tiaras and the tribute name tags you are using and for the flowers that are being planted in her name. She loved pink and Wednesday morning our white rose bush grew a single pink bloom.

We had a very special service yesterday for Star at a crematorium in Newbury. I drove her there in the morning having kept her with us overnight. I didn’t want any form of generic end for her, collections and morgues were just never going to suit my girl. So with Mel and the family on board and with our Labrador taxi sticker from Gracie showing proudly on the back of the car, we drove her. We had an hour service and we said our goodbyes and read out many of your comments in the chapel. She was sent OTRB with a printout of her Damehood being announced and a tweet from every single one of her anipals. And so my friends she takes the love you all shared with her . She was wrapped in her best pink blanket from Chloe and Lorraine, her head resting on her Canadian pillow with her collar from Aunty Pat by her side. Her toys from Gracie and Lorraine B were with her as was a photo album of pictures of all her loved ones. She had the gold tiara she wore on Tuesday from my Goddaughter with her, letters from her family and my favourite T shirt. She left this world with all our love with her.

And now my friends, just timimage2e for me to say a few words to my girl.

Precious Star, what a gift from God you are and will always be. I have always lived life for the moment, trying to put in more than I take out, but you taught me how to love and live and laugh on a whole new level this summer. Your serene beauty which came from inside your soul blessed us daily. Your bombastic ways as a youngster carried on till your teens and you will always be an eternal puppy to me. Your utter love for life manifested in so many daily gaming sessions, a thing to experience of just utter joy as your happiness spilled out of you. The way you ran to greet; the way you sat for years on the pillows on my bed, oh the days of #PrincessPillows; the chaos you caused at Christmas and birthdays with your love of shredding and ripping the envelopes from our hands even before we had read the card inside; the way you danced across the sand, smacked Byron in the face to get his attention; always wanted to sit where I was sitting, the days you sat watching me decorate Star’s Cove, oh baby girl just so many many beautiful memories. You gave your family the world, you taught a new level of kindness and love to share in your name, you made our family complete. I could not love you more. We could not love you more. My heart is shattered, my chest feels tight, my arms so empty and I am lost without you. How will I ever move forward without you, my baby girl? The world feels vacantimage11.  I did not hear a single bird song yesterday , the world went quiet. Thank you for the love, thank you for the friendship, for the fun and the laughter and the quiet times contemplating this world together as we sat on the beach, on the green, on the sofa. Yesterday I reached down to touch your head, but you weren’t there so I reached into my broken heart my precious girl and found our love.

Thank you Star for all that you are and all that you gave us. Life simply can never be the same but I will make sure that your life legacy lives on. My girl, my friend, my precious Bubba Star. You were my everything and I’m yours forever. Love you. Mummy xxx


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Ruger … a sad farewell

Dear pals

Our little Twitter world has been rocked again by the sudden loss OTRB of our dear pal @RugerBlue from New Zealand yesterday, 17th August.

RugerBlue (3)Ruger was a fine, upstanding dog and a steadfast friend, and was very much loved by his fambly and efurryone he knew on Twitter. Tenderhearted and supportive, he could always be found on a poorly pal’s porch or riding the bus to keep vigil.

He was smart, witty and kind, efurrything you could wish for in a Twitter pal. He was a loved (and hungry) member of #BigBed (often first in line at meal times) and a special furiend of Molly @taliessa, Jeff @JeffMusk, Emmett @Emmett_Dog and Sammy @SammyTheBoxer, to name but a few.

His favourite food was everything except lettuce.

He loved a pawty and only a few days ago he was with us to celebrate my engagement to Merly @Ausimerlin and the arrival of our beautiful daughter Rita @Ausifairydust. He was a much loved Uncle to me and @ourWinniePup and a very loved and dear friend of Mama @AngelKeely and Papa @PuppyNumber7.

The love of his life was a beautiful fellow cattle dog called Diesel @dieseldawwg, who will deeply miss him.

Especially poignant, today, 18th August, marks his 13th birthday.

We know that we will all meet again over the Rainbow Bridge but it is so hard when loved ones go on before us.  He leaves behind his doggy sisfur Izzy, kitties Keltie & Sally, and his heartbroken mum and dad.

Please join us in an #Arrrroooo4Ruger and drop by with a comforting word for Diesel and his fambly.

With love, Chloe
@ourChloePup

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Say a lickle purrayer

UPDATE!! – The lump was not cancerous!! Thank you for all the pawsitive vibes and purrayers.

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Dear pals, it’s Chloe here. I wanted to let you know that I am going to vet hospital on Tuesday 19th July to have a lickle operation. I have a lump that appeared on my face just under my eye about 3 weeks ago. The vetty woman has taken 2 fluid samples and thought at first it was a hystiocytoma ( benign tumour) but tests have been inconclusive.

Because the lump is very small at the moment but in an awkward position just under my eye, Mum and the vet have agreed that it is best to remove it now as if left to grow removal may be difficult without scarring and, of course, the most important thing is that we need to know what it is.

Mum gets terribly worried about lump things, having lost 2 dogs to cancer whilst young. The first indication of dear Mama’s (@AngelKeely) lymphoma was a tiny lump on her back so not surprisingly she is a bit concerned even though I am very strong and healthy with no other symptoms.

So I don’t want anybody worrying about me but if you could hold me and Mum in your thoughts on Tuesday and until we get the results of the tissue test back we will be ever so grateful. Oh and if you could all have a little #widdleoncancer as well I am sure that will help no end.

Lots of love xxxxx

#WiddleOnCancer #ChazzMomPorch 3

 

A Midsummer Afternoon

“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.”
― William Shakespear, A Midsummer Night’s Dream ―

Tempted outside by sunshine, birdsong and the smell of newly mown grass, Chloe and Merlin set off paw in paw for the meadow. Merlin carries a hamper full of sossidge pies and lemon drizzle cayk lovingly made by Mama @AngelKeely and packed by Papa @PuppyNumber7, plus a nicely chilled bottle of pink bubbles to wash it all down.

Laying out their picnic rug near the willow tree at #KeelysPlace, they set out the noms and lie in the sunshine. It’s a typical English summer day; the sun is shining, the birds are flying high in the blue sky and butterflies and dragonflies skim over the pond and meadow grasses. Buttercups, daisies and poppies nod and sway in the warm breeze. It’s a perfect day for the fairies to be about their magic business.

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The loving youngsters share their feast and toast each other with glasses of pink fizz. No sossidge pie or lemon drizzle cayk ever tasted so delicious. As the sun rises higher in the sky, Merlin puts up the sun umbrella to protect his darling’s complexion and sets out soft blankies and cushions for them to lie back on. The happy doggies chat about their upcoming engagement pawty. It is going to be such fun to see all their pals dressed up and having fun in the meadow. Slowly, overcome by warm sunshine and pink fizz they drift off to sleep in each other’s paws …

A short while later Chloe opens her eyes. She can hear a squealing noise coming from the pond. Leaving Merlin to snooze, she goes to investigate; maybe a hedgehog is stuck or a baby bird has fallen from his nest, or maybe the willow grove fairies are up to their mischief. Tippy-toeing around the pond she is astonished to see a tiny puppy floating on a lily pad & in imminent danger of falling off!

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Rita arrives on a lily pad, watched over by a dragonfly and clutching a purple freesia.

“Merly! Merly! Wake up, come quickly!” she shouts. Merlin comes running, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the back of his paw. “What is it, my love?” “Look Merly, a puppy in the pond!” she points excitedly. “I’m going in to rescue her.” Not waiting a second longer she dives into the pond and comes up spluttering next to the lily pad, which she tows to the bank where Merlin helps her and the pup reach dry land. The puppy scampers over to Merlin, completely unaware of the danger she was in and giggling at the dragonfly fluttering around her. Merlin wraps her in warm soft blankies, and she looks up at him adoringly and says “Papa?” Chloe bends to pocket  something that was on the lily pad then turns to Merlin. “We must get her back to the house and dried off darling, she may need feeding and I don’t think she’s old enough for sossidge pie and cayk”. Merlin splutters “She called me Papa darling, but I’m not her Papa”. Chloe looks at the dragonfly that has landed on the purple freesia and smiles. “Oh, I think there is a resemblance darling. Maybe she knows you better than you think BOL!”

Chloe & Merlin run up to the summerhouse carrying the pup and Thomas comes out to see what all the fuss is about. Gazing down at the little furry bundle, he wonders if it is possible that history is repeating itself, remembering a similar event almost 4 years ago when Chloe came to them. Chloe whispers, “Papa, I think the fairies left her for me to find, I’m sure I heard them whispering and look at this” Chloe carefully pulls something from her pocket and triumphantly holds up a tiny pair of fairy wings.

Thomas smiles at the happy young faces. “Are you ready to raise a pup as your own, darlings?” Chloe nods, “I am Papa. Merly and I were just saying we couldn’t wait to have our own lickle one.” Merlin nods eagerly, his eyes shining. The little pup says nothing but grips Merlin’s paw tightly and blows a bubble at Thomas.

And so our happy little family is increased once more and Thomas has his dearest wish come true … a grandpapa at last.

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Welcome to Rita

Naz – A Loving Tribute to my kitty sisfur

Dear friends, it’s Chloe here. I have been a bit absent from Twitter as my kitty sisfur went over the Rainbow Bridge at the grand old C8F6D46A-ABB7-4AD4-99BB-A46AD21EC0EAage of almost 20 and our little fambly has been very sad. As she was so much older than me I didn’t know very much about her so I have allowed Mum to write this tribute to her:

 Naz

Naz  joined our family in 1997. A rescue, she was around 1 year old and we were her third home. She came with a reputation for not being quite the full packet of Dreamies.  A tiny, fierce, spitting ball of black fur with startlingly beautiful green eyes, she joined Sammy Border Collie, Lucy Golden Retriever, Amy Tortie Cat and Daisy May Tabby Cat.

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Naz, Amy & Daisy May

On first introduction they regarded her with varying degrees of horror & moved ever so slightly closer to each other in a rare show of family solidarity.

Although her name when she came to us was Coco, my step daughters re- named her Naz after Naseem Hamed, a famous featherweight boxer at the time, which gives you some clue as to her attitude! This was a kitty who took feisty to a whole other level.

FullSizeRenderWe knew little of her life other than that she had lost her Mum at an early age. She regarded her new home and companions with suspicion & seized every opportunity to escape the confines of the house and take up residence on the garage roof, only venturing down for hurriedly eaten meals.  The first winter she moved into the garage, her startling eyes piercing the gloom when we went in to feed her.

Gradually she learned to trust us and crept into the warmth of the house to join the rest of the family but her wild nature was never tamed. Daylight hours were spent snoozing indoors but come dusk she was out to terrorise the local rodent population. There were very few days when she did not leave a present or two on the doorstep for us.  She slowed down as she aged but was still able to surprise us. Her last “kill” back in the summer was a stoat which must have weighed almost as much as she did.

Over the years our 4 legged family changed as Lucy, Amy, Sammy and Daisy May left for Rainbow Bridge & we welcomed Keely and subsequent Guide Dog puppies Quella, Smartie, Flora and Winnie and then of course,  our sweet forever dog Chloe. Needless to say Naz was boss of them all.

She remained aloof and independent all her life and she was grossly affronted at the regular vet visits that became necessary as she aged. Ailing but not obviously ill in her last few weeks, she let me know that it was her time and we cuddled before making that last sad journey to the vets where she left this life in a much more gentle way than she had ever lived it, with me holding her paw.

Run free sweet soul Naz aka Coco … RIP 13 November 2015

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Amy, Naz, Mum and Daisy May

Chloe’s Third Birthday


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Three years ago on 26 October our pride and joy doubled with the much-anticipated birth of our precious pup Chloe.

Since that day she has delighted us with her sweetness, made us laugh with her sense of humour, and excited us with her passion and zest for life.

She is all good things rolled into one lovely golden furry package.

Please leave a comment here to wish her happiness on her special day.

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