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May 16, 2000 - October 14, 2000


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Comebye Wildfire Fais Do Do
My little girl Fay came into my life for such a short time but our hearts and souls became bonded so
instantly in that we became that magical match you dream of when you get a new pup...

A little about my baby girl. Before I even picked her up I would see pictures of the litter on the
webpage that had been set up and I just thought that they were all wonderful and wondered which little
bundle of black and white fire (yes fire not fur) would be mine. There were 4 girls and 1 boy and since I wanted a
girl this suited me fine...

I flew to Chicago the day after a 3 days show in San Antonio where I started to spread the word that I was
getting a new puppy. And as in all dog show circles that is sometimes more exciting then someone having a human baby.
It was the 4th of July holidy so I flew up on the 3rd and on the afternoon of the 3rd my heart was stolen. I
walked into the kitchen and there were 2 pups in the crate. One was from a different breeding but I took them
outside to potty and even before I had talked with anyone Fay was already shoving and pushing her way into my heart..

That evening she got to see her littermates again before she went on a big adventure to begin her life with me. She
played and played with her sisters as they ran and wrestled and played..... I got up early the next morning determined
to tire this little one out for the plane trip home.. Well I had her up and about all day until I left for the airport
and boy did she sleep in the airport and on the plane I don't know if she even stirred once except for when I kept
checking on her.... Once to Houston her wild life began.

We first left the airport and stopped by to visit our friend Betty Pizzi. Well, Fay just walked into her house and all
over her back porch like she owned the place bouncing and hopping and just so full of herself as she would grab up a pine
cone and start running puppy laps around the yard... After visiting with Betty we left and went to visit our trainer,
Julie Kinsey, and pick up my two boys who she was keeping for me. Again she just took over the house. This was when I first
learned of her affection for water (not in the bowl either). She loved to be wet and have everything around her wet...
She would tip over the water bowl, lay in the water and then chew on Julie's brick fireplace.... Julie will forever
have little Fay BITE MARKS on her bricks to remember her by.... It was also this night that I discovered what a
little problem solver she was. Julie has some bells she keeps on the back door and she took them off and Fay learned real
quick to touch the bells get a goodie and she was practiclly running accross the room to ring the bells.... It didn't matter
where we put them she would go and ring them....

Finally packed her and the boys up and headed home.... Once there Fay was assimilated into the pack very quickly (as long as
I didn't let her loose with the boys, as they wanted to eat her)... but our life was beginning. From then on, other
than three days when I had to go to a seminar or work, Fay was with me.... Fay was there for Partee's agility classes,
screaming and climbing the pen walls for her turn. Fay was there for Cajun and Partee's obedience lessons (which she
started to join into immediately) and Fay was there just to cuddle when I needed someone to hold.

Fay had georgous coat, structure and movement and this had many of the breed people admiring her. My handlers that I used
with Partee were joking that she was their next group dog.... Fay had natural attention, perfect tight sits, and an
intense drive that had obedience people admiring her. Fay had speed, heart and desire so that the agility people wanted
her, too.... Everyone she met fell in love with her, each for their own reason. She had that way of grabbing a piece
of you and holding onto it... Those are all the things that everyone else saw in Fay.

What did I see? I had found my best friend. A pup who seemed to know what I was thinking. A pup that would cuddle
up with me one minute and if I got up she would launch into the air and flip around and bark at me to go do something.
A pup who spent two weeks watching all of the Olympics with me and who seemed as excited by them as I did. I would whistle
the Olympic theme and she would go nuts and did give me quite the bruise showing her enthusiam... A pup who was excited
to do anything in life I asked as long as it was with me! A pup who thought sliding down a slide was just as much
fun as heeling, a pup who thought getting a toy was just as exciting as getting her dumbell, a pup who did directed
jumping as if she was just born doing utility work. A pup who made doing EVERYTHING fun for me too!!!

Now I find that this BRIGHT SHINNING STAR is gone from my life, but her light will never go out in my heart. Her time with me was way too short. I held in my arms for the briefest of moments PERFECTION!

We will never have that last agility run, or that last utility run or that last fantastic track or that last long outrun. We had such a short time of firsts.

Fay Fay I love you now and I will love you forever when I meet with you again someday we will finish everything we started. I promise ya, baby!!! I love you...

Canine Leptospirosis

New forms of leptospirosis threaten U.S. dogs

Leptospirosis cases rising in United States - JAVMA February 15, 1998b

Cornell Science News: Leptospirosis in dogs

Poppy's Page
(Poppy also died from Canine Leptospirosis, you can find more information at her page.)



We Have A Secret

We have a secret, you and I
that no one else shall know,
for who but I can see you lie
each night in fire glow?
And who but I can reach my hand
before we go to bed
and feel the living warmth of you
and touch your silken head?
And only I walk woodland paths
and see ahead of me,
your small form racing with the wind
a puppy still, and free.
And only I can see you swim
in every brook I pass
and when I call, no one but I
can see the bending grass.

Author Unknown

 

 



 The Dance (Tony Arata)


Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end, the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd had to miss the dance

Holding you, I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey, whose to say, you know
I might have changed it all

Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

 

 

"Little One"

Little one I've hardly seen
Who dreams of what you could have been
You sail with angels
And soar with wings
I wished for you so many things

Though pain may fade
And tears may dry
We stay behind
To question why

Be brave, be free
Be healed, be wise
We'll look for you
With gentler eyes.

Little one I hardly knew
Running free up in the blue
Tumble happy, tumble true
One day I'll run the clouds with you.

(by Paula Strazza)






I met Carol's Fay in July of this year...and was instantly and hopelessly smitten. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew this was not only a very, very special puppy, but without a doubt the **perfect** puppy for Carol. This was the **right** puppy, the kind of puppy trainers search for forever and sometimes never find. There was no doubt in my mind that Carol and Fay were going to set the agility/obedience/herding/conformation rings on fire. I have watched Carol over the years, and there is not a more dedicated trainer than she is. This puppy was her dream puppy, and is it any wonder the two of them were so instantly and deeply bonded?
I don't know why such things happen, and it makes me feel not only tremendous hurt, but anger and frustration, as well. But I know this: Carol and that pup did everything together, went everywhere together, and they were their own little mutual admiration society. Fay adored her Mom, and Carol was there with her until the last moment, holding her precious Fay in her arms and saying goodbye to her.
Ah, Carol....there are not words to express my sadness for you...and for the rest of the BC world who most certainly have lost a brilliant and shining star.

Godspeed, little Fay.... I know you're dancing at the Bridge, dear.
Give my love to Jazz and Maxie Doodle and my good girl Molly.

"A Friend"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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