A strange thing happened on the 30th December 2018 ...
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| When Betty met her mum |
There was nothing extraordinary about the weather that day and we hadn't gone anywhere special for our walk, in fact we were simply playing ball on our local playing field, which is something we often do. As we walked and played, we spotted a lovely smiley Golden heading straight towards us. Rather than their usual exuberant greeting when meeting a new Golden Retriever, my girls said a very gentle, yet warm hello, to this beautiful newcomer in their field. Polly quickly lost interest, then drifted off to her favourite sniffy trees, but the new Golden and Betty seemed to be familiar with one another, although I was sure we hadn't met this pretty Golden before.
She was a sweet natured girl and the gentleman walking her soon approached us, so we exchanged 'hello's' and had a little chat about our dogs while our dogs hung out together. I asked how old his girl was and he told me she was eight. While we chatted, I watched her behaviour with Betty carefully and it became clear that our dogs were unusually at ease with one another. I became curious so asked the owner the name of his dog and ... after several more detective stylie questions (!) it transpired she was my Betty's mum! I hadn't seen her since collecting Betty at seven weeks old from a village several miles away and the chap walking her was the breeder's father, so of course, I hadn't recognised him ... but there is no doubt in my mind, mum Charlie had recognised her pup, my now four year old girl, Betty!
She was a sweet natured girl and the gentleman walking her soon approached us, so we exchanged 'hello's' and had a little chat about our dogs while our dogs hung out together. I asked how old his girl was and he told me she was eight. While we chatted, I watched her behaviour with Betty carefully and it became clear that our dogs were unusually at ease with one another. I became curious so asked the owner the name of his dog and ... after several more detective stylie questions (!) it transpired she was my Betty's mum! I hadn't seen her since collecting Betty at seven weeks old from a village several miles away and the chap walking her was the breeder's father, so of course, I hadn't recognised him ... but there is no doubt in my mind, mum Charlie had recognised her pup, my now four year old girl, Betty!
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| Bye mum, see you around soon! |
I was so thrilled Betty had the chance to meet her mum again and wish I'd thought to snap a couple of photos at the moment they first met each other, but only managed these two rather fuzzy pics, taken a moment before we waved cheerio and 'hope to see you again soon'.
Sadly it isn't to be, as I have just heard that poor Charlie passed away this week, after a sudden illness. I feel absolutely heartbroken for Charlie's owner and her family, who I know, loved their girl very much.
So, my post today, is to celebrate Betty's beautiful mum, the most gentle of Goldens, taken far too young. I will be forever grateful to her and her owner, for giving me my little Betty Boo, who just like her mum, is the most gentle of Golden girls, loves a tummy rub, her ball ... and brings me my slipper.
Sleep tight dear sweet Charlie and thank you from the bottom of my heart, for the smiles and love your pup gives me, each and every day.
xxx
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