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Tags: RIP, Emma the Big Hearted

We rescued Emma the Bouvier back on Oct. 31, 2002 (along with her lifelong pal, Lillie). Their first 4-5 years had been tough, mostly left by themselves in a basement with little to do but eat, sleep, and only occasionally get to go outside. As a result, when we got her Emma was obese, dazed, and unable to trust.

In these seven years since then, Emma blossomed into one of the most present, big-hearted life enthusiasts I’ve ever known. She always thought a ride in the car was the best thing ever! Sometimes, looking deep into her beautiful big brown eyes, I think I saw an almost-human intelligence shining through.

Emma was sweet, compliant, motivated to please, all while maintaining a lovely (and non-fawning) sense of herself as an independent being.

Emma died today. RIP my big-hearted friend. I love you.

<photo to follow when I choose one from among many (her life with us coincided with my most active photo-taking years)>

Tags: , , Peabod’ & da ladies

Peabody (RIP), Emma (RIP), and Lillie hang out, April 2003.

Tags: , , Portraits of our canine friends

PeabodyLillieEmma
Peabody, the elder
statesman (RIP)
Lillie, the winsome lassEmma, the Rubenesque
belle (RIP)


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Tags: , , Bouviers in da house

Emma and Lillie full speed aheadWe’re now proud parents of two rescue bouviers, Lillie and Emma (RIP), thanks to Judy and the folks at Second Chance Bouvier Rescue (scroll halfway down to “Lily” and “Liza” to see these girls’ adoption updates).

Last Thursday we packed into Steph’s monster truck with our old-guy lab mix Peabody (RIP) and headed to central Ohio. Ten hours later on a high school tennis court near Columbus, we met these bouvier girls for the first time along with their foster family. (Meeting through the court’s fence let Peabody and bouvs safely say hi; five minutes later they were happily running all over the court together.)

We took custody of the bouvs early the next morning, then drove ten hours back to Memphis. Height of autumn colors! Sunny All Saints’ Day! No accidents in the truck! The round trip was an wonderful adventure, but a tiring one I’d rather not repeat for a few years at least. We’d suck as truckers. :-)

Emma and Lillie watch for Steph's returnThe older girl, Lillie, is becoming my girl. I’m reminded anew that there’s nothing like a girl dog! The younger girl, Emma, is a big ‘un. She’s a Newfoundland-size bouvier, weighing in at an overweight 120 lbs. We’ll probably get her down to 100. Apart from her girth, it’s eerie sometimes how much she looks like, and acts like, Paddington. When considering her girth, however, it’s more like the difference between 1968 Capt. Kirk and modern-day William Shatner. :-)

Emma and Lillie admire the foliageWe’ve approached introducing them to other people and animals with a high degree of caution, as is usually appropriate for assertive-breed rescues whose past you don’t know fully. But so far these girls have met people quite gently and courteously. Still to go: introducing them to small children and small dogs. We’re told they dislike cats, but they didn’t seem too bothered by a kitten at the vet’s.

I think both Lillie and Emma are going to bloom into wonderful people. Different as they are, I already love them both.

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