Happy Endings - January 2018


Wanted to send hard working Many Tears an update on our two gorgeous M.T girls, Smudge who has now been with us for two years and Katie was Blossom, for a year. It took Katie a long time to settle with us humans, she loved Smudge straight away, but was totally wary of us. But giving her lots of space and doing the same thing everyday she finally started to gain her confidence and slowly came to us and has now totally settled. Unfortunately she is deaf but we have learnt sign language together and it is adorable to see her twisting round in circles when she knows she has got the message and a treat is not far behind! So thank you Many Tears for all the tireless work you do, we treasure ‘our girls’ and give them a very full and happy life.
Pauline Bathgat

Hello Many Tears
My name is Mimi. It was Maria but my fosterer, Anne, thought Mimi would suit me better so here I am. I came from Ireland but I was rescued from there, came to Many Tears and then Anne and Rob fostered me here in Norfolk.
I think I was with Anne for a few weeks when my mum and dad came to take me to where I have lived ever since. I was really shy and when I first came here I had to live in a crate because I was really scared of everything. They even had to cover my crate with a blanket when I was eating because I didn’t want anybody to see me. When I went outside in the garden I didn’t want to come in and they had to chase me to get me. That actually got to
be quite fun although I think my mum and dad didn’t always think it was funny, especially if they were in a hurry to go somewhere.
One thing I always liked, ever since I went to stay with Anne and Rob, was my walks. They used to walk me on the local common which is a really big area and goes on for miles. I really liked that and when I came to mum and dad they took me to the woods which was really good. I had to be on the lead of course and I still have to be, because in my opinion recall is for wimps and it’s just not my thing. I’ve got a really long extender lead which is
supposed to be for Great Danes (I’ve never met one of those but I bet I would like it!) and it’s just about long enough for me. The woods are brill. There are lots of dogs and I really like the big ones. There is a big Rotweiler and an even bigger St Bernard sometimes and the other week I got this great big Rough Collie to fall in love with me but I haven’t seen him since. I hope he hasn’t got a broken heart. There’s lots of other places we walk, like
the beach and this big lake near us they call a Broad and lots of fields and footpaths and I love them all.
Of course I don’t have the crate anymore and I love my food. In fact my vet thinks I should have a bit less and I’ve noticed that they seem to be listening to him which doesn’t seem to be fair to me. And I really like that vet. His name is Tom and he thinks I’m just wonderful. He’s a very good judge in my opinion. I like his colleague as well,Chantal, who said to my mum and dad when she first saw me that I would be “trouble”. I think “trouble” is not such a good thing but she seemed to be laughing a lot when she said it so maybe it’s OK.
Luckily I hardly ever have to go to the vet but my former sisters Annie and Millie used to have to go there quite a lot. I really loved them but they both got really ill and one day Annie wasn’t there anymore and then a couple of weeks later neither was Millie. I know my mum and dad were really unhappy then but I did my very best to cheer them up and then one day we went to North Wales to stay in a hotel which I had never done before but I thought it was great. We came home with my new sister, Kera, who is great fun and we have good times together. She was actually being fostered by Meryl and Phillip for Many Tears and I met them as well when we met Kera. My mum and dad were happy again when Kera came and she’s quite a lot like Millie.
In October we went to our house we have in somewhere called France. We had to stay in another hotel on the way there and on the way back but, of course I knew how to do this so I just showed Kera what to do and we were fine. We had a great time in France and I got to walk through vineyards (not sure what they are but the ones we went to were right beside this big river, the Lot, they said) and were great to walk in. I also met my uncles Jean-Luc and Cameron although I’d met them before in England.
On 17th December something else amazing happened. Kera and me went with mum and dad to Maiden Bradley and we met this nice little cocker spaniel called Merry (although you will have known her as Marrel). She came from Ireland like me to find her forever home. Guess what? Her forever home has turned out to be with me and Kera and mum and dad. So I’m really happy now. I took a long time to get to know my dad because I think men
have been quite horrible to me in the past but now I think my dad is lovely and I play with him a lot. I also snuggle down in my mum and dad’s bed because now it’s getting cold outside I like to be warm. I’m still shy of strangers but my mum and dad say this will get better and anyway, they see the real me that I don’t really want other people to see, apart from my Auntie Pat, who helps looking after me and for walks sometimes. and they say I’m just a hoot. Don’t know what that is but it must be something good.
So thank you, Many Tears, for rescuing me. Thank you for sending me to Anne and Rob and then for finding me my mum and dad. If it’s OK I just think I’ll stay here for ever.

Dear Friends at Many Tears
It is a little over a year since you rescued us from our former life and exactly a year today since we came to live with J and Roy here in Hampshire - goodness what a year it has been. We were very nervous and confused when we arrived:
Rosie ' I was so worried that I spent the first two weeks living in the furthest corner of our crate and only came out to eat'
Honey' I was so confused by my dinner arriving in a dish that I promptly tripped it out and ate it off the floor at bolt neck speed'
but with the help of our lovely old mentor Shandy (he is nearly ten now and has this living with humans thing off to a tee!) we soon began to adjust and the crate is now on a nail in the garage and we eat from our bowls like the proper little ladies we are.
With Shandy's guidance we soon learnt that we each have our own bowl and there will always be enough dinner to go round so no need to rush: we each have our own bed - or rather we have three between us 'cos we do like to swap around - and it works best if we go out into the garden is we need to go to the loo!
It took a little longer to accept walking on a lead, at first we just dug our toes in and refused to move but now our walks are the highlight of our day; we are lucky to live on the edge of the village and in a couple of minutes can be in the fields, through the woods or on to the common- we love sniffing about and meeting other dogs and on sunny days in summer we drive to the coast and walk along the sands, we all love to paddle, well until a big wave comes and wets our tummy's and then we are less enamoured and head back for the safety of the beach and sniff along the high water mark and tramp about in the puddles.
We still have a few issues with being brushed:
Rosie 'I still have one or two 'tickly bits' which I don't like to have touched and Honey is very nervous about having her back legs brushed but J says we are getting better which is just as well 'cos being Shelties brushing is not optional'
So there you are dear friends, our first year in our new forever home - we hope that al the other dogs we met at Many Years have found happy new homes and promise that if we get to South Wales ( which is entirely possible because one of j's friends has just moved back there after having lived in the north for many years) we will come and see you all and bring 'goodies' for everyone.
Best Love Honey and Rosie


We adopted Poppy (previously Shalake) and Stanley (previously Chase) last year. All in all we have a house of 3 dogs and 3 cats who, surprisingly, live in harmony.
Poppy and Stanley are best friends despite their size difference! Our other dog, Meg, does her best to keep them in check but it’s a tough job!
Here are some pictures of both the pups- they have been a truly wonderful addition to our family!
Best wishes,
Katherine, Jill, David and Emily

We adopted Mia (MT Eagles) in October 2017. She has settled in so well and we just love having her around. When we got her home she was very nervous and not sure what was expected of her. With the help of our resident cairn terrier she began to relax and gain confidence around us.
She had a groom just before xmas and we couldn't believe how pretty she was afterwards. She was a beautiful girl waiting to emerge! Today was a lovely milestone as it was the first time we let her off the lead on our walk. We realised how far she had come from that shy nervous little girl who kept stopping and starting on her lead and needing lots of encouragement to her now sprinting across the park chasing and barking at the seagulls! It's been an absolute pleasure to see Mia transform in our care. We adore her and thank you for allowing us to adopt her.
Alison and Richard Hubbard.

We adopted Choccy (now Suzy) in September. She was overweight and unfit and to start with, she had to be dragged up the lane for her daily walk. Just a short walk made her tired and panty. But now she is a totally different dog. She is now slim, fit and full of energy, loves walks and car journeys, and absolutely adores her outings to the many local beaches. Watching her gain in fitness and come to enjoy her walks and exercise has been so rewarding; it is just wonderful to see her running and jumping about with pure joy, as the pic shows.
She is the most perfect dog; very gentle, easy to train, loving and biddable with no problems apart from an allergy which she arrived with and which is proving difficult to cure. But we are working on that.
She has also now decided that this definitely is her forever home - she proved this the other night by barking very loudly when she heard a strange noise in the night. It was the first time we’d heard her bark at all, and it was pretty loud and intimidating - and it made me very happy, because it showed she’d finally settled in.
I read about the “3” rule: 3 days/3 weeks/3months for a dog to settle. With us, this has proved classic. For 3 days, she hardly ate. After 3 weeks, she suddenly seemed far less stressed but still had to be close at all times. And now, after 3 months, she has become totally happy and relaxed (and, as the barking showed) completely part of the pack.
After we lost our last dog 3 years ago, we thought we’d leave it to chance whether we got another. All our previous dogs were “unofficial” rescue dogs - passed on privately from people who couldn’t manage or keep them. But then it just didn’t happen, and so we started to look on-line - and just happened to spot Choccy. And we are so very, very thankful that we found her. She wakes me every morning with a wet nose gently pressed to my face to tell me it’s time for her breakfast. I just hope we can find a cure for her itchy skin, which keeps us both awake on many nights. The thought that she may have had this all her life, is just horrific and I am determined to find the source.


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