Gone but not forgotten

 

The ones we've loved and lost....

 
JULIUS This beautiful boy showed up at our back door in Nova Scotia in 2000. He never left. We suspect he was the kitten of one of the cats abandoned by our neighbours after they moved away. For a while, Julius was being fed by another family as well. duping them into thinking he had no home. He was the smartest cat we've ever had. Julius was a beautiful boy who will always be in our hearts. He lived in four provinces and crossed Canada twice in our car, and never complained once about his journeys. We lost Julius on November 16, 2015 to kidney failure, when he was about 16 years old. We love you, Julius.

JULIUS
This beautiful boy
showed up at our back door in Nova Scotia in 2000. He never left. We suspect he was the kitten of one of the cats abandoned by our neighbours after they moved away. For a while, Julius was being fed by another family as well. duping them into thinking he had no home. He was the smartest cat we've ever had.

Julius was a beautiful boy who will always be in our hearts. He lived in four provinces and crossed Canada twice in our car, and never complained once about his journeys. We lost Julius on November 16, 2015 to kidney failure, when he was about 16 years old. We love you, Julius.

LIONEL In September 2014, we adopted Lionel along with his friend Missy, from friends who thought their barn was inadequate shelter for the cats in winter. Sadly, Lionel was only with us for 13 brief days before he succumbed to toxoplasmosis on October 5th, 2014, despite valiant attempts by our vet to save him. He will never be forgotten. A wonderful, sensitive, affectionate cat with a beautiful chirpy purr. 

LIONEL
In September 2014, we adopted Lionel along with his friend Missy, from friends who thought their barn was inadequate shelter for the cats in winter.

Sadly, Lionel was only with us for 13 brief days before he succumbed to toxoplasmosis on October 5th, 2014, despite valiant attempts by our vet to save him. He will never be forgotten. A wonderful, sensitive, affectionate cat with a beautiful chirpy purr. 

TRISTAN Our "Vizsladorable" born in 2002. He was a Lab/Vizsla cross who came to the farm with his buddy Sophie in 2007. We adopted the pair of them after a tragic incident in the family meant their owners could no longer keep them.   We sent Tristan off to be with his buddy Sophie on October 4, 2016 at the ripe old age of 14, but he will always be part of the farm. He and Sophie are now buried in our woodlot, where they had countless happy walks. Back in the day, Tristan was an expert at being skunked. In one record-breaking summer, he was sprayed at least seven times.

TRISTAN
Our "Vizsladorable" born in 2002. He was a Lab/Vizsla cross who came to the farm with his buddy Sophie in 2007. We adopted the pair of them after a tragic incident in the family meant their owners could no longer keep them.  


We sent Tristan off to be with his buddy Sophie on October 4, 2016 at the ripe old age of 14, but he will always be part of the farm. He and Sophie are now buried in our woodlot, where they had countless happy walks.

Back in the day, Tristan was an expert at being skunked. In one record-breaking summer, he was sprayed at least seven times.

SOPHIE We adopted Sophie along with her buddy Tristan in November 2007, after their owner died in tragic circumstances. She was a wonderful 99% Labrador Retriever with a keen mind and a beautiful personality. She was born on a farm and lived on a farm until the day she died, as it should be. Every morning, including the last day of her life, Sophie waited patiently for Natalie to give her the crust from her toast. She had extraordinarily gorgeous blonde eyelashes fringing her big brown eyes. How could you say "NO!" to such a face? Our dear Sophie left us in April 2014 after being diagnosed with hemangiosarcoma in her liver. She was already bleeding out from the ruptured tumour when we took her to the vet, where we said our good-byes.  Sophie was a huge part of our life for almost seven years. We think she's still keeping an eye on us all from somewhere out there. The farm is not the same without her.

SOPHIE
We adopted Sophie along with her buddy Tristan in November 2007, after their owner died in tragic circumstances. She was a wonderful 99% Labrador Retriever with a keen mind and a beautiful personality. She was born on a farm and lived on a farm until the day she died, as it should be.

Every morning, including the last day of her life, Sophie waited patiently for Natalie to give her the crust from her toast. She had extraordinarily gorgeous blonde eyelashes fringing her big brown eyes. How could you say "NO!" to such a face?

Our dear Sophie left us in April 2014 after being diagnosed with hemangiosarcoma in her liver. She was already bleeding out from the ruptured tumour when we took her to the vet, where we said our good-byes. 

Sophie was a huge part of our life for almost seven years. We think she's still keeping an eye on us all from somewhere out there. The farm is not the same without her.

LENNY We adopted Lenny through the OSPCA in December 2014. He was a blind, 27-year-old(!) farm mallard, previously owned by an elderly farmer and his wife who had to give him up due to illness in the family. We were told that Lenny liked a banana in the morning, layer mash in the day, and some lettuce at bedtime. We did our best to oblige him. In winter, we sometimes brought Lenny into the house for a swim in the bathtub. Afterwards, he enjoyed being blow-dried (you can read more about that and watch a video here.) Lenny left this world peacefully in September 2015. We wish he'd had more time with us, but he had a very long and happy ducky life.    

LENNY

We adopted Lenny through the OSPCA in December 2014. He was a blind, 27-year-old(!) farm mallard, previously owned by an elderly farmer and his wife who had to give him up due to illness in the family. We were told that Lenny liked a banana in the morning, layer mash in the day, and some lettuce at bedtime. We did our best to oblige him.

In winter, we sometimes brought Lenny into the house for a swim in the bathtub. Afterwards, he enjoyed being blow-dried (you can read more about that and watch a video here.)

Lenny left this world peacefully in September 2015. We wish he'd had more time with us, but he had a very long and happy ducky life.

 

 

CHARLOTTE Charlotte was the last surviving hen from our first batch of chickens, obtained from a hatchery in July 2009. She shuffled off this mortal coil in February 2015 at the age of 5-1/2. She was an excellent shoulder chicken and a sort of unofficial mascot for our local OSPCA, where she made appearances at the annual "Pet Pics with Santa" event and never once pooped on Santa's lap. In the last summer of her life, she became broody for the first time ever and hatched out three beautiful chicks from some eggs of dubious parentage. When Charlotte turned 5, we threw a birthday party for her, which you can read about here. Her babies live on at Bee Meadow Farm.

CHARLOTTE
Charlotte was the last surviving hen from our first batch of chickens, obtained from a hatchery in July 2009. She shuffled off this mortal coil in February 2015 at the age of 5-1/2. She was an excellent shoulder chicken and a sort of unofficial mascot for our local OSPCA, where she made appearances at the annual "Pet Pics with Santa" event and never once pooped on Santa's lap. In the last summer of her life, she became broody for the first time ever and hatched out three beautiful chicks from some eggs of dubious parentage. When Charlotte turned 5, we threw a birthday party for her, which you can read about here. Her babies live on at Bee Meadow Farm.

HONEY We adopted Honey the Saxony duck along with her boyfriend George in February 2015. Sadly, Honey passed away in her sleep in the summer of 2016. George grieved for ten minutes, then went all lounge-lizard on the Muscovy girls. Honey was a pretty duck who is missed by us all (well, we're not too sure about George!)

HONEY
We adopted Honey the Saxony duck along with her boyfriend George in February 2015. Sadly, Honey passed away in her sleep in the summer of 2016. George grieved for ten minutes, then went all lounge-lizard on the Muscovy girls. Honey was a pretty duck who is missed by us all (well, we're not too sure about George!)

 

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