Devoted Companion, Best Friend, 4-legged-fur-Child
On the evening of Friday July 9th, Ryan and I had to make the devastating decision to say goodbye to our little girl, Whizz.
Whizz was 12 years old, we had had her for 6 years and the past two years we had been dealing with diabetes. Whizzer became blind soon after being diagnosed when it was finally figured out she was immune to Canine insulin. Blindness never stopped her from running down the road, or playing like a goofy pup even at the age of 12.
Though Whizzer did not like dogs after a brutal attack she was victim of with her past owner, she couldn’t have been any more loving to all other creatures. Whizz had a way with animals, and they somehow sensed that and were never frightened of her, no matter the species. She loved cats, and would groom and care for ones she met. Her favorite rabbits were Rex bunnies, and Bo bunny was her ‘boyfriend’ as she loved to rough house with him, groom him and try to steal his treats.
Bunnies were her favorite ‘Pez Dispensers’, she’d follow them around, when they’d stopped she’d tap them on the butt with her nose for another ‘treat.
Whizz attended agility classes with me in her younger days, where she excelled. Her favorite obstacle was the tunnel. We knew she would like Agility since she enjoyed jumping our 6 foot fence, out 3rd story windows and a small camper window just to be with us.
Whizz wasn’t afraid of thunder, gun shots or fire crackers. She would ride our ATV with us, as she was a bit of a lazy princess dog. She had her own room in our house with a couch and radio of her own. She wouldn’t go outside if it was to cold, to hot, raining or snowing and that included going to the bathroom, she’d hold it! We’d have to dig a path in the snow to the grass so she had a place to do her business.
Though when it came to playing in the snow like a lunatic, that was a whole other ball game and she loved it, especially when she was wearing her waterproof red doggy coat.
Baths and nail clippings were not her favorite thing at all, though she loved AFTER a bath where she’d run around the house happier then can be, bounding up and down the hall.
Whizz was ever so helpful when it came to catch feral bunnies, she was named ‘Rabbit Rescue Dog’ after her first outing. “Where’s the Gerbil?” and off she was sniffing out the bunnies. Because of Whizz I was able to catch Aniseed our bunny, who became Whizzers good friend. (I used Whizz to find escapee gerbils in our house way to many times to count, hence “find gerbil”.).
She never stole food off the tables, never begged at people eating (though small children's hands holding hot dogs were fair game when camping), she never barked or bit, wrecked furniture or things like shoes and rarely had ‘accidents’ in the house.
Even with the few negative issues we dealt with those would never outweigh what a wonderful companion she was.
I am sure that everyone who had ever met her can say she was an amazing dog who will be greatly missed.
I love you Whizzy, Mommy & Daddy’s hearts are broken now, but I know one day we will be together again, as the happy family we had been for 6 years. Thank you for every memory, I hope we gave you everything you ever wanted (except for the cat, I’m sorry I was allergic).
More photos and such can be found on Whizzer's web site - http://thewhizz.weebly.com/ <!-- google_ad_section_end -->