More Scotties....

Scottie number 6 arrived after Emily went to the Bridge.

Fiona and Carys became great friends. SHE has the fond memory of Fiona, looking wounded walking through the house  with a tiny scottie firmly clamped to her tail.

Carys  was a gorgeous girl through and through.

Both Fiona and Carys could go anywhere and were welcome.

(Her only vice was a dislike of cats.)

After Fiona went to the bridge at 8 1/2 years old,

Carys became an ONLY dog for years.

SHE got a promotion and moved from Sydney to Dubbo.

Sold the Sydney house and rented for 5 years, 

Carys the constant companion. A true heart dog.

It was time to buy a new house.....and a scottie.

Carys was heading into her senior years, SO

Enter Number 7!

Kendra was from a local breeder.  SHE had been on the breeder's list for about 8 months when the call came, that there was

a female puppy available.

Kendra--called the Bush Pig by a friend.

Now, Kendra was that puppy they always warn you NOT to get.

She was 15 weeks old, and the story was the breeder's husband who usually socialised the puppies had been sick and the puppies had just been running loose in a pen.

Carys and Kendra

Kendra never warmed to anyone other than HER. 

And Carys, who went to the Bridge at 14.

SHE got along with dogs--hated cats and people.

One of her favourite tricks was to walk around people and nip their ankles from the back.  Friends soon learned not to turn their backs on Kendra. 

Kendra after a bad grooming session.

SHE and Kendra loved each other.

Kendra was the only scottie who naturally sat up when there was a treat in the offing.

When visiting, she would hide......until an ankle came by.

She was happy just live in her own parallel dimension--

Doing her own thing.

Kendra helping herself to the baguettes on the way home from the shop.

We started blogging with Kendra, so we have lots of photographs.

One of life's unique characters.