Some of you may remember Woody, my old black lurcher, who I fostered nearly three years ago and who decided that this might be quite a nice place to stay and see out his retirement. It was with great sadness that I had to let old Woody go to rainbow bridge on Friday night. He came to us as an old dog of approx 10 / 11 years old and we were aware from the start that he had breathing problems. After investigation it was discovered that he had a degenerative condition affecting his airway and latterly he could only manage short walks on the level. He took a turn for the worse on Friday afternoon and was having difficulties with his breathing while at rest. The time had come to let the old man go.
Woody was the most gentle creature who could usually be found either on the couch or in front of the fire and we have wonderful memories of him. Like the times when the other dogs got titbits in the kitchen and I would have to take Woodys through to the couch for him. He usually managed to lift his head to say, Yes, that might be quite tasty-------- have you peeled it? Or when the sun came out he would stand and huff at me asking for the duvet to be put on the patio outside so that he could lie in the sunshine.
He would share a sausage with my chicken at feeding time. Yes, really! He would take one end in his mouth and let the chicken peck at the other end. He never harmed her. In fact, often when he was sunning himself on the patio the chicken would be crouched down asleep beside him.
And one of the times he helped at a Gal can collection when a mother pushing a young disabled child in a pushchair came over and Woody slowly and calmly put his head close to the child, his tail wagging slowly from side to side. I shall never forget the smile on that childs face and the way her eyes lit up as she patted his head.
Our couch is very empty just now and we miss Woody hugely but our lives are richer for having known him and we are so glad to have shared nearly three years with him. He was true gentleman.
Dogs (greyhounds in particular) just make life better for all who come into contact with them and just enrich all our lives. Woody sounds like a perfect example . Goodbye Woody. Joe.
Julie, I remember Woody and I'm sorry to hear of your loss. I smiled when I read about him with the chicken but had a tear in my eye at the same time. What a lovely 3 years he had with you. May your gentle boy be basking in the sun with his brothers and sisters at Rainbow bridge.
Sorry to hear of your loss,the Oldies have so much to give,I hope people read this and can find a space in their heart and on their sofa for an Oldie, we too know from experience how much love and joy they can bring,rest easy Woody,and run free once more.Thank you for loving a wee old soldier.
Hi Julie, I know all your dogs are special to you but I think Woody was extra special,so I know you will really miss him Take care from Carole,Smokey and Bertie
I do not know you and did not know your dog, but found your announcement so moving. It is always terrible to lose a dog, but he was so forunate to live with you for the last years of his life.
I did the same sort of thing with Dasha, we fostered him last year at 13, he died 6 months later,but just like Woody he was a special and dignified part of the family and when he went we cried as if we had had him since a pup. I am thinking about you and am sure Woody is charging around like youngster over there... You will see him again,,
Oh I am so sorry to hear about woody. He sounds like a wonderful fella and he was so lucky to find you to share his last years with. The oldies are very special. Mine is mearly middle aged being 8 but after six months plus with us I can't imagine life with out him. The image of woody running easily and free now is a lovely one to remember. Hugs Sandy and Red
sorry to hear this sad, sad news. you've written such a moving tribute about woody. what an insight to a beautiful natured boy. you sure gave him the best retirement and love he could have hoped for in his late years and i'm sure he has a smile on his face when he thinks of you......
I remembered him from the can collection and thank you for giving us such a moving tribute to him. May he be running like the wind and may the memories of him always make you smile. take care, linda