You know Freki loves home cooked meals and playing ball. But there is so much more to know about this over excitable doggy.
I'll start from the start.
We had talked about getting a dog, but hadn't really given it any serious thought yet as we were still settling into our new home and had two cats already.
Then my darling old cat died of a heart attack rather unexpectedly. I try to look back as this having being the best outcome for her rather then a slow decline in health.
The house was feeling empty with just grumpy Sacha and us.
A month later hubby came home with the story about a workmate that had taken in a puppy. The workmate's landlord was not at all pleased with a third dog on the property and would not allow the extra addition. A new home must be found.
Of course I said yes we can take him in and give him a home. Then I asked what type of dog, how old and all the rest of the questions because that's how I roll when it comes to homeless puppies. Rescue first, questions later. (I might not have said it that way out loud but I'd already decided yes)
Name: Stubsy - on account of his short stubby tale
Age: 8 weeks
Gender: male - entire
Breed: Lab x Border Collie
Time at current home: 2 weeks (this means he was taken from his mum too young, I never got the whole story)
The next day hubby came home saying that the puppy would be arriving soon; as in an hour soon.
We weren't prepared but knew he was coming with a tin of food and we figured we could manage anything else the new pup needed the next day.
It was a very long drive to get to our house from where he was, about an hour and a half.
He was handed over at the gate and the poor workmate had to go (it was a long drive home too). A long drive in a car that smelled of dog puke. The poor little pup got terribly car sick.
And there I was holding this shaking little bundle of black fur. I held him and cooed to him and told him it was going to be fine. I don't remember all of the details of settling him in, it was a long time ago now. Six years? Seven? I'd have to check, I'm not very good at remembering these things. What I do remember was that it was a Tuesday night. (I checked: July 2007 nearly 8 years ago!)
My heart broke when we had to leave him at home on his own whilst we both went to work.
By Friday we had decided this was a terrible arrangement and it was just not fair to leave an 8 week old pup alone all day on his own, so I checked the newspapers and found another puppy. We went straight from work to collect her that afternoon. Another 8 week old pup, I'll share her story another day.
They met and were friends instantly and have been inseparable ever since.
The house was full of life again. My biggest regret is not getting more photos.
We decided to give him a new name as he hadn't had his for long. We named them together Freki and Geri and their names suit them perfectly to this day for he is always ravenous and she is greedy (for attention usually).
Freki continued to get car sick for about 6 months. Freki's first two car trips in his life ended with him in a new home and his whole world turned upside down with everyone he knew gone forever.
It took him a while to associate fun walks and outings with car trips instead of anxiety and fear but eventually the ratio of bad car trips to good trips changed and he now shouts for joy and runs around in circles to go for a drive. It takes hours of driving on winding roads for him to get carsick these days.
No his eyes aren't really blue, that's the flash.
Age: 7 years 9 mnths
Gender: male - neutered
Colour: black with brown around the muzzle
Breed: Lab x Australian Shepherd (hence the stubby tale and bigger size)
Time at current home: Forever
I had best stop there before this turns into a novel.