Woody

Woody – January 1997 to May 2010

Sponsor dog Woody told us on Tuesday that it was time for him to go. He hadn’t been well for some time but kept rallying and his indomitable spirit would not let this grand old gentleman give in.

Gentleman? Well perhaps not – we will all miss the astonishing row he and Honey made every day of their eight years together at dinner times. Woody was the only dog  who could growl full throttle and eat simultaneously – Honey at least stopped eating to bark back at him. When he was younger he would try to eat through his kennel door so that he could get out and “get” Honey whom he adored – except when his dinner was involved!

He loved people and would snuggle up to anyone who showed the slightest inclination to step into his kennel, but to the end no small dog was safe from his attentions and he came into Fen Bank because no bird or small dog was safe from his Houdini like ability to escape, damage or maim some unsuspecting creature and then return doing the doggy equivalent of whistling nonchalantly as if nothing had happened.

So we kept him in the kennel with Honey,  latterly swathed in Duvets from which two soft brown eyes peeped out and somewhere under the mountain of bedding a tail wagged and he almost spoke “Sorry I can’t get up, I’m not feeling myself today.” And for the last time, the look which said it’s time for me to go.

He was special to many people in different ways and for different reasons and we will all miss this grand old man who sleeps forever at Fen Bank. No doubt when it is time for Honey to go, and she shows no sign of it, Woody will be waiting at Rainbow Bridge, bowl in his mouth and ready for a scrap!

Sandra Davis