I dag går vår vakre Maja inn i veteranenes rekker, hele 8 år er vår fantastiske jente. Man kan si mye om Maja, men at dette er en ekstremt snill, mild og klok hund er garantert. Det er ikke mye galt (om noe) hun har gjort på tiden vi har vært så heldige å ha henne. Hun er vår sindige overhode i flokken og det uten at hun behøver å bølle seg til sin rolle.  Vi håper at vi får minst 8 år til med vår elskede, tidvis noe eksentriske, hærlige labbetussjente 🙂 Gratulere med dagen Maja! Vi elske dæ! 🙂

Ettersom vi er i blåfarva Bearded Collie love modus så blir det et Beardis dikt i samme tia 🙂

I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU HARRY BLUE.

By day he hid, he travelled by night.
His life had been sad, so well he might.
Trust is something he has to learn again.
He didn’t deserve to suffer such pain.

Harry is a beautiful Beardie boy, only eight months old.
Like all Beardie puppies he has a zest for life and a heart of gold.
His foolish new owners didn’t understand the breed.
They treated all his natural puppy ways very cruelly indeed.

He was beaten, he was starved of food, he was left outside at night.
The poor little dog didn’t understand, he wagged his tail but shook with fright.
He remembered all the happy times with the litter and Cora, his mother.
Then he was sold and travelled from one end of the country to the other.

Harry ran away and decided to go back home to find his mum again.
He travelled by the side of motorways through the cold and wind and rain.
He ate food from service station waste, his instinct was getting him through.
Driven on by his mum’s loving goodbye words, «I will always love you Harry Blue.»

33 Days and 200 dangerous miles later he was almost back to where he was born.
Lionhearted Harry was weary, skinny, dirty, exhausted and forlorn.
In the meantime his cruel owners had contacted his breeder and lied.
Not wanting to say why he ran away they said that Harry Blue had died.

The good breeder lady was very upset; she took Cora for a walk down the lane.
Cora kept giving her knowing looks that told her they shared the same pain.
Then in the distance they saw a wonderful sight, they could not believe their eyes.
Whenever the breeder recalls that moment in time, without fail, she always cries.

Standing in the lane slowly wagging his tail was the bravest Beardie ever.
He had found his way back to his birthplace, a feat miraculous and clever..
Though hardly recognisable they both knew he was Harry, their Blue Beardie boy.
They hugged and kissed and rolled around on the ground, a trio of sheer joy.

They Lady took him home and bathed and fed him, then he drifted off to sleep.
She told Cora he was home to stay, this time he was their boy to keep.
The determination of one so young to get back to his Mum was something new.
As he slept each of them watched over him and quietly whispered………
«I Will always love you, Harry Blue.»