Pup Aid 2014

If you have a dog, I can imagine it is a huge part of your family. 

I’ve explained before how much my dogs mean/meant to me (2/4 have now sadly passed) someone left a poem on one of my posts to send me some comfort when Rogan passed and I truly think it summarises the bond between dog and human perfectly. 

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I’m not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said ” it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It’s possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew…
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning
and say “good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out…then come home to be with me.

I hope that didn’t make you too teary! It does me, every time, and I have no idea who wrote it!

Pup Aid is an annual festival held on Primrose Hill, the whole idea is to raise awareness of the cruelty that animals face when they are bred to farm. I totally understand that people will pipe up at this point and want to talk about other animals too, but for now lets hear about the dogs.

Puppy farming is the mass commercial production of puppies in horrific conditions to be distributed for sale to pet shops, garden centres and by free newspaper ads. Usually these puppies look adorable in the photos and are totally normal when you pick them up. However they will often be taken from their mothers too early, and be riddled with incurable diseases when they arrive.

This means that our beautiful dogs are having bad behaviour and illness bred into them within the UK. This is NOT ok. We are harming these poor creatures, playing god, as well as hurting our own emotions when they don’t even reach full maturity.

Pup Aid wants to get you guys to show your support through any means possible. Share this post on your social media channels. Instagram a photo of your pet with the hashtag #BanPuppyFarming and encourage others to put a stop to this awful practice.

If you’re thinking of buying a puppy, please ensure you do so from a reputable breeder or a recognised rehoming centre!

We attended Pup Aid for a very special reason (or a number of them, actually!)

1. Caroline had told me about it, and mentioned that she was entering her gorgeous Keeshond; Jimmy Chew for best in show.
2. Ben and I are desperate to get a puppy of our own and want to find some suitable breeders!
3. We both just adore dogs and wouldn’t pass up an opportunity for some fluffy cuddles!

You know what the first stand we came across was? K9 Needs – the dog training specialists with four gorgeous Pomeranian dogs which just happens to be the breed that The Gentleman and I are completely set on!

I swear this has quickly become my favourite picture of The Gentleman. Handsome man cuddling the fluffiest of puppies? Yes. Please.

There were so many beautiful dogs at Pup Aid, although we were guilty of hanging around the K9 stand for pretty much the WHOLE time.

How beautiful are this pups eyes? Very difficult to source, Hannah has two beautiful Alaskan Kee Kai. They are such a lovely breed and perfect if you want something a little smaller as they only grow to the size of a Spaniel!

There were big dogs.

Little dogs.

Coated dogs.

Sausage dogs.

 Dogs playing.

Dogs hiding.

Dogs watching.

And some dogs that couldn’t figure out why they were being blanked by others…

Then, there was Jimmy Chew – the smiliest, fluffiest dog at the festival!

When it came to the judging, Lucy Watson was the celebrity guest. She didn’t much like any of the big dogs; pulling her own away whenever they passed one. So, for fluffy Jimmy we had all our fingers and toes crossed!

By the time Lucy got to Mr Jimmy Chew, the rain had slightly frizzed his coat and Caroline mentioned that she could see he was getting tired and wet.

Alas, he didn’t win any prizes. Even though we all thought he should have.

Caroline couldn’t have cared less though. This face says it all really.

True love between human and dog.