Three

Today is PosyDog’s birthday. As the title would suggest, my furchild is three. Hiphiphooray!

Mr Posy’s work colleague told him we should just hurry up and have human children. I can’t imagine why.

PosyDog came into our lives at a very sad time. Our previous dog (an Australian Silky Terrier) had a penchant for frogs, and an even bigger weakness for toads. We thought after the first toad (and an emergency trip to the Vet), she’d have learnt her lesson, but months later she went back for a second cane toad, and she died in my arms. She was five. I was distraught. Heartbroken. I didn’t think anything would fill the void in my heart.

A few days later Mr Posy told me that he’d been in contact with breeders all over Australia, looking for a West Highland Terrier puppy (we wanted another Terrier, but not a silky – my girl was one of a kind) that was available then and there, and he’d done it – he’d found our new puppy. PosyDog (then, really, PosyPuppy) joined our family a week later. My heart still ached for my silky, but the puppy-cuddles helped.

PosyDog has had a rough three years. She wasn’t even six months old when she broke her leg and had surgery to have a pin inserted. Not long after her third cast was removed, her allergies started. She was allergic to herself. Her Vet tried pills and sprays and dietary changes, and when that didn’t help, they took blood to determine exactly what else she was allergic to (the list is a mile long), so that they could send away for allergy treatment. This meant injections every day, then every second day, then every third day and so on and so on, until we found ourselves finally at monthly visits for allergy needles – with the odd visit thrown in part way through the month for stomach problems, or ear infections. Surprisingly, she loves visiting the Vet.

She came to me at a time when I didn’t feel I could love another pet again. She wiggled her way into my heart. I can’t believe that today she is three. Happy Birthday, PosyDog – I love you.

10 Comments
  • Gayle
    May 3, 2011

    Happy birthday ‘posy dog’. I remember reading how heartbroken you were with the loss of your dog and feeling guilty because you thought nothing would replace that. You have such a gorgeous dog. Very honourable too. 🙂 xxoo

    • miss posy
      May 4, 2011

      It was a sad time… I think my Honourable PosyDog San (it just doesn’t have the same ring to it, does it…) was sent to look after me – and what a good job she’s done! xx

  • Dani
    May 4, 2011

    Awww I remember it all…. so sad but look at that little worm! You couldnt not love her, she started my obsession with Westies.

    • miss posy
      May 4, 2011

      I wouldn’t be without her now! … and I can’t wait to get another!

  • Dani
    May 4, 2011

    On another note, I think Lexie had a temperament much like Millicent. Somewhat…ok very stubborn and willful. She goes back to fight Tinsley in much the same way Lexi was with the toads….. despite being hurt.

    • miss posy
      May 4, 2011

      Ohhh, she was very stubborn. Lovely dog, but so stubborn 😉

  • Shelley
    May 7, 2011

    Happy Birthday PosyDog! Doesn’t that make you 21 in human years? So lovely to hear the love that she has brought you. xx

    • miss posy
      May 7, 2011

      Yes, that does make her 21 in human years! I completely overlooked that (I’m such a bad fur-mum)… I should have cracked open a bottle of champagne as well 😉

  • Brooke
    May 14, 2011

    So cute!! I’m so sorry to hear about your other dog.
    x

    • miss posy
      May 15, 2011

      Thanks, darling. It’s been (almost) three years now – my heart still aches when I think about her, but PosyDog really helped with the healing process. I mean, look at her! What’s not to love 😉

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