Dear Jane,
It is with great sadness (of Bob's passing) and yet
tremendous joy ( of his life and love he had with you ) for me to
be able to share your time with Bob. I very much appreciate your
loving letter and I needed it very much at this time too.
The greatest gift of love is the ability to let one's beloved
go when it is their time and always remember home is where your
heart is.
Yes, I missed all my "babies" that had to "go" and often I
feel their presence, their love. I find solace to
believe, it is good in that they have shorter lives than us,
as then we are able to ensure they were well taken care of in our
lifetime. They are the best "people" I know as their love is so
very pure and complete.
RSPCA with the aid of The Poodle Club of Queensland stole all
my beloved poodles on 9 January 2008 and defamed me with massive
lies, raided my again on 22 February 2008 to steal all my
records since 1975, other valuables including my wedding ring
etc..and took a neutered 10 years old Standard Poodle Flirt who
hid in the bushes in our garden when they were here on 9
January 2008.
The Poodle Club members were illegally given some or took
some of my babies. Sue Graham ran a malicious campaign "Save The
Poodles Petition" collecting signatures to be presented to the
Legal Counsels to ban me forever owning another animal - Funny why
they did not take the old mare in my yard!!!
I was naive and thought lawyers would help me get them back
but they after taking some $60,000+ to lodge an appeal to the
Department of Primary Industries and Fisheries, wanted me
certified "mentally unstable" because I said I would sell my home
valued at over $2 million to fund the fight to get my babies back.
They had murdered some of my oldies and babies through neglect and
wanted to charge me for "negligence and improper living
conditions" when all my poodles were healthy and became
ill since RSPCA's custody e.g. bad treatment -
snatched 104 dogs and bundled them into 24 sealed dog
trailer compartments then drove 45 minutes through heavy traffic,
inappropriate treatment of making them look otherwise for defaming
photographs all authorised by the RSPCA Veterinarians. They
also bred some of my beloved puppies who were having their 1st
season at 6 months of age and sold all their puppies. I
did not breed them until they were over 3 years old and even later
than that. Worst, they killed and sold them illegally. To
date they had refused to allow me to have a Vet identify or
me to see my babies.
RSPCA broke the law - Animal Care and Protection Act 2001 was
condoned by the DPI&F.
I, since the removal of all lawyers, at the last minute
found a "friend" to help me fight this terrible injustice in the
Courts myself. I will let you know the outcome.
To date I am shocked at the corruption of the Labour
Government who owns 2% of RSPCA, controls the Veterinarian
registration Board and Lawyers and the Courts, and, more
importantly, RSPCA was no longer a institution for saving the
abandoned animals BUT a greedy corrupt institution who steals from
older members of the community.
We have lodged an appeal to the District Court awaiting
hearing date as even the Judge (Magistrate Court) was corrupt by
not charging 2 RSPCA Inspectors who were caught lying before the
Court, one for intimidating witnesses.
I will fight to the bitter end to
recover what is left of my beloved babies and to ensure that
this evil will NOT prevail in our country.
Neil died on 26 July 2003, we did not have any
human children. I lived alone with my family of standards and
toy poodles - I have never owned any other breed, always
pedigreed poodles. My purpose for breeding was and is the same -
to enrich people's lives and most importantly to leave a legacy of
top quality poodles perpetually.
I will keep you informed. Please remember Bob is no longer
feeling old age and his spirit and love will be with you
always.
With much affection and thank you, Jane, for writing to me.
Your letter is a great comfort for me and brought me joy to share
Bob's life with you. You are a very special person.
Geraldine
On Wed, Sep 24, 2008 at 10:08 PM, Jane
wrote:
Dear
Geraldine,
It is with a bleak heart that I write to let
you know of the passing of our
beloved Neiger Blue Magic
a.k.a. "Bob".
I remember being so touched by your quiet
words to Bob - "Have a good
life" - as you hugged a fuzzy 12
week old puppy and placed him into my car
back in 1995.
I wanted to tell you a little of his 'good life' and
have
attached a couple of photos.
For more than 13 and
a half years he has been our constant companion and was
our
'first baby'. When our children (Fred and Felix) were born
five and
three years ago, he became a wonderful playmate for
them. He adopted their
TV chair as his own bed and it was a
perfect fit.
In the early years our double bed quickly
became his night abode and it
wasn't long before we had to
invest in a queen size bed because a double
just wasn't big
enough for two humans and a poodle.
He travelled
regularly with us wherever we went and enjoyed several
flying
visits to Queensland for holidays with my parents. I
can remember vividly
seeing him riding on the back of a cart
in his cage, ears streaming in the
wind, speeding across the
tarmac from the plane to the cargo area to
be
collected.
He loved running and was my husband's
running companion for years as he
trained long miles for
triathlons amongst the fire trails through the pines
of
Stromlo forest in Canberra (before they wre burnt in teh 2003
bushfires).
Once he ran off with some of the Australian
Institute of Sport runners and
got lost - only to be found
running back to the carpark (and his distraught
mother)
several hours later, tired and having worn the pads off his
feet,
but pleased to see us nonetheless. We worked out
he had run about 32
kilometres that day. Bob was famous
amongst the local triathlon community
and even had his
piucture in the paper when Peter won a bronze medal at
the
World Championships.
He went to obedience school
and became beautifully trained along with having
a few party
tricks like barking on command, singing and playing "dead
dog"
where he would lie on his back, feet in the
air.
His staple diet was dry food, but he ate all our
table scraps and loved
fruit particularly watermelon and
grapes and apples. Nothing ever went to
waste with Bob
around! Once when he was young a whole leg of lamb
went
missing from the kitchen bench - but he did get over
those puppy habits.
As a young dog, he was bitten by a
brown snake while out walking in the bush
near our home and
was affected within minutes such was the veracity of
the
bite. Luckily our vet was working in the surgery at
the time and a kind
passer by gave us a lift. The vet
was able to administer the antivenine and
he made a full
recovery, although I convess to staying up and watching
over
him all night. My prayers were answered when he
got up to get a drink early
the next morning.
More
than three years ago he developed a tumour on his spleen which
was
blocking his stomach and had to be operated on. It
turned out to be a
benign haemangioma and he lived nearly
another four years happily without a
spleen.
He was
truly a clown as you promised me a blue would be. He was
so proud
and loyal, yet playful and cheeky to the end.
In his later years he became
a little deaf and got
cataracts, but he was our prince and continued to lead
a full
life. His demise was mercifully short, he went downhill
quickly and
was gone in less than a week.
He is buried
in bushland on the side of Red Hill where he loved to
chase
kangaroos and he has wonderful views across to Black
Mountain. Over his
grave we have planted two grevilleas -
Rosy Morn and Silver Cloud - so even
those who never knew him
will pause and admire the spot, without realising
the sorrow
and joy they mark on the landscape for us.
I hope you are
well and that you are still happy breeding beautiful
poodles.
You are a special person to have bred a dog with
such a magnificent, loving,
kind, sensitive, intuitive
temperament.
We are heartbroken at our loss but will be
forever grateful that Bob was
part of our lives.
Thank
you for our gift.
With kindest regards,
Jane
