When my dad passed away in 2020, I thought I’d never smile again – he passed away from Covid and I couldn’t say goodbye to him.
Shortly after, we decided to get a puppy. My dad was a shepherd, and his Border Collie was called Barney, so I decided to call him Barney to keep Dad’s memory alive. This name soon became ‘Barney Bear’.
He’s my best friend and I smile every time I see his cute face!
Barney-Bear is a Shorkie, and to say he changed my life would be an understatement. He mended my broken heart and taught me how to smile again.
After being my dad’s full-time carer, I’ve found purpose in my life again. I’ve also taught Barney-Bear how to do lots of fun tricks. My personal favourite is his silent bark (he’ll bark silently on command if he gets a treat). He’s my best friend and I smile every time I see his cute face!
He saved me from a very dark place, and I love him dearly for it.
Bess is a rescue Border Collie. We’ve had her for just over two years now. When we first brought her home it was quite difficult, because she wasn’t used to living in a house. She would just hide under the trees in the garden all the time – but now she has fully settled in.
Particularly dislikes the TV show, The Chase
She’s a very gentle dog, and doesn’t bark when you come to the door – rather, she just sits in the hall and waits patiently. She is very afraid of noise and particularly dislikes the TV show, The Chase, and especially Bradley Walsh! I don’t know what it is about him, but every time it comes on she just sits there and shakes.
We’ve bought Bess many toys over the years but she ignores them all, because her favourite thing to play with are flower pots. Bess may have been neglected in the first year of her life, but we make up for it by showering her with endless love and affection every day.
When my parents first came home with a hyperactive Springer Spaniel puppy in their arms, I was sceptical to say the least. I have struggled with a phobia of dogs since I was a child, crossing the road whenever I came within barking distance of a dog, no matter how small they were. So, the day they adopted Mei I sat alone by the backdoor, watching my family interact with this tiny, floppy-eared being rolling in the grass and scampering under the garden furniture.
I stopped flinching at every bark
Eventually, my mother dragged me out into the garden and sat me on a deck chair, in the centre of all the action. Mei immediately bounded over to me, sniffing and biting my shoelaces. It was the closest I had been to a dog my whole life. She must have liked the smell of my shoes because she soon fell asleep on them. While she slept, I felt brave enough to strokeher fur.
Over the coming months, I stopped flinching at every bark, and I even played with her and taught her a few tricks. Now, when I come across a dog in the street or park I react with interest and joy, rather than the fear and anxiety I had always lived with.
Dudley is clever, funny and loves nothing more than to be in the garden with me. Once, he tried to open my green house to run away with the plant pots, which have no chance of surviving if he gets his paws on them.He also has a habit of chewing all my flower heads off!
Run away with the plant pots
He is very affectionate and loves to go on walks, especially with my grandsons, who he is very gentle with. He also enjoys stealing laundry from the washing machine and using it as a chew toy. Dudley has captured our hearts, and always makes everyone around him smile.
Madge is quite simply my heart and soul. We understand each other on a level that cannot be described, and she is my constant shadow and best friend.
I have a photography project where I travel around the UK photographing the UK’s rare breeds of ponies. Madge accompanied me on a major expedition to the Outer Hebrides and the Highlands of Scotland. It was just us, meeting wonderful people along the way, and she was that piece of home when it started to feel lonely.
We understand each other on a level that cannot be described
We even went to Snowdonia in Wales on our own, when I wanted to get away from the world and just be with her surrounded by the hills and wildlife.
We also love visiting the sea, where we are starting to paddle board. The first day, when I put the board in the water and went to get on (having never been on before), Madge was at my side with her paw on the board ready to join me. She soon jumped on when I set off and we learned to balance together – she pays close attention to my movements so she knows which way we are going.
Madge loves to be with her family. She always greets me with an excited wag and wants to be cuddled immediately. She loves to do tricks, especially if there is a play or treat involved after. She always knows when I need her to be with me, and she is able to help me relax and de-stress. She is simply perfect and what she means to me cannot be summarised in a paragraph.
Logan is a quirky, loving dog who came to us as a tiny puppy. His story was quite sad – he was underweight with a heart murmur, deformed ribs and no breast bone. But as in the best fairy tales, we eventually got our happy ending.
Logan is from Many Tears Animal Rescue in west Wales. He was a sickly pup destined for euthanasia, but a vet managed to get help and he was surrendered to the rescue centre. They started looking for a home where he could live out his expected short life. That’s when I saw him on their website, and he tugged at my heartstrings.
He was a different puppy after his first six weeks with us
We had lost one of our dogs a few months earlier, and Lulu, our Cavalier, was feeling lonely. We went to see Logan, and it was love at first sight. He was such a quiet pup at first, but he went from strength to strength. With plenty of Lulu love, good food and the right care, he was a different puppy after his first six weeks with us. He was happy, active, playful, and loved by everyone, especially our granddaughters.
At six months old, he showed little signs of ever being ill. His chest had hardened up and he managed with stunted ribs. His heart murmur was also gone! He started running like the wind, and playing fetch like a pro. When he turned one, we returned to the rescue centre for an open day. They were delighted with his progress, and he even won a prize! Now, he’s still in love with Lulu, who’s almost 12, and the rest of the family. We’re loving our happy ever after.