tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post989321772474238681..comments2024-03-21T19:56:29.966-01:00Comments on MERSEA WILDLIFE: A FAITHFUL COMPANIONDougal Urquharthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03160413142108234247noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-77738954022271090702012-03-11T00:23:22.955-01:002012-03-11T00:23:22.955-01:00Thanks for all the comments.
He certainly touched ...Thanks for all the comments.<br />He certainly touched many hearts and was certainly a real character who made the park his own. He certainly liked to remind many of the other dogs at the park each day who was in charge! For him the park was full of interesting smells, dogs to greet, vermin to chase, open space to run around in, dog bins that needing checking for food scraps and running over to other dog walkers to beg for their doggy biscuits! He also helped anybody who was struggling to finish their lunch whenever they came to the park! <br />He enlightened all of our lives and he became a really special friend. We've been very lucky to have known him and we've had ten memorable years with his cockiness, cheekiness, happiness and grumpiness!<br />A devoted friend for all those years right up to the end to myself and Nolly.Dougal Urquharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03160413142108234247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-22663771304827206982012-03-10T19:50:23.233-01:002012-03-10T19:50:23.233-01:00Sad news indeed. I shall never forget Monty's ...Sad news indeed. I shall never forget Monty's skill at detecting a pasty in an air tight plastic box hidden in a backpack from twenty yards. He will be missed.Andy Fieldnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-90529332217740011492012-03-10T14:10:15.682-01:002012-03-10T14:10:15.682-01:00Ah poor little Monty, such a lovely boy xAh poor little Monty, such a lovely boy xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-40359343033833812712012-03-09T18:39:34.522-01:002012-03-09T18:39:34.522-01:00What a wonderful life he had and enjoyed every min...What a wonderful life he had and enjoyed every minute.Seymour Birdieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00044226122877606058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-79590888905814449882012-03-09T18:00:47.917-01:002012-03-09T18:00:47.917-01:00We have been coming to Cudmore Grove with our Jack...We have been coming to Cudmore Grove with our Jack Russells (but now we have just one) for a few years now and have spoken on a few occasions. We are truely saddened to here about the loss of Monty. He obviously had a wonderful life with you and we know you will miss him greatly. Kindest thoughts. Jayne and John Pound.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-83584052832088739862012-03-09T08:28:31.018-01:002012-03-09T08:28:31.018-01:00Hi Dougal - very sad news about little Monty, he a...Hi Dougal - very sad news about little Monty, he always added to the enjoyment of a day out at Cudmore and many a time he scrounged tit-bits from my sandwiches. It won't be the same without him. Phil Smith.Phil Smithnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6323835421725003809.post-17609161888238823582012-03-09T07:38:40.758-01:002012-03-09T07:38:40.758-01:00Goodbye my cheeky little furry friend with the big...Goodbye my cheeky little furry friend with the biggest heart. <br />Brave little man who followed us up mountains, over rivers, through deluge and snow storm - even though you didn't like to get your paws wet. Who was made to travel in the terrifying canoe and sit on a soggy cushion then go camping on the marshes. Little chap, you just took everything we threw at you in your stride!<br />You brightened up the gloomiest of days with your simple straightforward honest love.<br />I can still hear you trotting round the house trying to find me, and once you found me you'd be happy to ignore me again (but always with one eye on the chair where the boots went on)<br />And you did all of this for a sniff of Dad's socks, the lick of a plate and a gravy bone.<br />You will always live in our hearts xxxxxxxNolly Urquhartnoreply@blogger.com