update 28-12-2002
Zuza Zada of the Kakapo Nest (Dolce)
24-09-2001 - 19-12-2002
A terrible thing has happened… Dolce is no longer with us.
Her
The strangest thing is that a few hours later Tieka finally mates with Caio, we had let them try for 4 days with no luck. The next litter, the “y” litter, is in memory of Dolce, our shy truffle baby, who has died far before her time.
Dolce’s page will of coarse stay and I will add some more photos I just received. They show her so grown up and lovely. Please be patient as I first have to sort out “the best” photos for her page.
Lovely
songs don’t last long… by Marleen, Dolces best
friend and owner
It has been raining the whole week. What should have been a happy white Christmas had make room for drizzly autumn weather.
A week ago Dolce was de-sexed on a Thursday night (19-12-02). She couldn’t get over it: she only got worse instead of getting better. We visited different vets; none could have guessed how badly this operation had been done.
Monday morning Dolce died…. An autopsy showed that a piece of tissue around the intestines had been bound together along with the oviduct. So the blood circulation to the intestines had been halted and the intestine was dieing. It’s amazing that Dolce lived till Monday morning; she must have been very strong.
A whole week I have not been to the forest…. I just can’t.. I really can’t do it!
I
don’t go for walks in the streets of our peaceful town
at night. When I am having another attack of my sickness and
I can’t get out of my chair there is no cuddly truffle
baby to cheer me up and keep me company.
In
the morning I can turn around as much as I like; there
isn’t the call from Dolce to say she knows I’m
awake.
No
more enthusiastic greetings when I walk into the room….
When
I come back from the bathroom there is no over enthusiastic
greetings as if I have been away for a year instead of only
10 minutes…
The car stays clean, no dog to jump up in
expectation when I stop the car.
I
don’t have to find someone to drive me to
It
seems as if when we go outside everyone is suddenly taking
their dogs for a walk, every shop seems to have a dog in
their window dressing, the only sad part of a comedy film we
look at to try and cheer us up is in a dog cemetery, and the
weather is presented by a woman by the name of Mrs. Dog.
The
vet says they will pay all the bills, even the cost price of
Dolce.
Suddenly
I realize that there is a “price” on the head of my
dog, you “buy” a dog… But my dog is not for
sale; she is priceless!
She
endlessly comforted me when I was feeling sick and down, she
played so happily with the children, she had the best doggie
nose and was sometimes the child my partner and I could never
have.
Dolce,
you were a perfect dog for us, good bye my cuddly girl!!!
Dolce in Italy July 2002
Here I am to tell you all about my adventures in Italy.
My owner and I were aloud to compete in 2 truffle hunting competitions in Italy after a quick lesson given by Ferdinando Bassie. We were 3rd twice!
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Getting ready for the start. |
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Italian Lagotto showed us how it's done. |
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| Ok Dolce,that's what you have to do. | Do your best baby! | DOLCE FIND THE TRUFFEL!! |
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| The prizes | Dolce’s proud owner receiving 3rd prize (beginners). |
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| Dolce's prize! Isn't it beautifull!!! | “The nose” that did it!! |
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| Finally time to relax | Learning to surf |
Not bad eh! |
FASTER, FASTER!!! |
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| Also learned to swim in Italy. | Italian drink…. Came out again in the car, sorry mum. |
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| Hannelore and Dolce enjoying a cozy evening |
