If I am Princess Zena, Rosie was the Queen of the Poodle Posse. She called the shots and sorted out any who might threaten her poodle pack.
Rosie took Raffy under her care when he first arrived at the park.
Rosie was rarely without her pal Ollie who was more than happy to let her take the lead and be the boss.
Rosie liked balls and when she set her mind to it she could get one every time, even Cassie let her win – after all, Rosie was the Queen.
But you mustn’t get the idea that Rosie was in any way aggressive. She was gentle and sweet and mothered us all. I went to her home recently to have a special hair cut and she was perfectly happy to have me there. She was always gracious.
Like any of us when the treats were handed out Rosie sat and waited her turn with impeccable manners.
- A beautiful red colour, Rosie held her lovely tail up high and curled over her back. She was so happy and confident and it was actually Rosie and Ollie who was instrumental in our getting Raffles. They were so personable and made a good team.
Rosie was only a young girl and it breaks our heart to lose her. Her owner is devastated, describing her as the best dog she has ever had. In four short years Rosie has made an impression that will never be forgotten.
Just before Christmas we learnt that Rosie had lymphoma. Nothing could be done. It was aggressive. We saw her a couple of days ago and commented how well she was looking and how well she was doing. She had just completed a long walk, her tail was up and wagging and she even played with the other poodles, though we had noticed that for a few times now at the park she didn’t want to play.
She took a turn for the worse last night and today Rosie was put to sleep so that she wouldn’t suffer the pain that was coming her way. Now her owner is suffering.
Her poodle pals will all miss her. Ollie will be lost without her. Cassie will have no other female to look up to and adore and Raffy will never learn more from Rosie’s wisdom.
Beautiful Rosie, we will miss you so much.
Every time we go to the park we will see your shadow running after the ball, walking alongside the prancing Ollie with dignity and we will always see you walking at your owner’s side – the only place you ever wanted to be. There will be a gap in our photos, the pack will be one down and they will feel your loss too and that gap will never be filled Rosie because it is a gap that only you can fill. It will always be there but once the awful pain of grief has passed we will remember the golden red girl who was always so happy and tolerant of the rabble she presided over.
We take comfort in knowing that Rosie’s four short years were happy years filled with runs on the beach, walks through the bush and the stimulation of the poodle posse, but most of all spent with an owner who she adored and who loved and cared for her.
Rosie we will never forget you. You were one of the special ones.
With love from the sad Princess