AKA Oberon.
2003 #2 AKC Coursing Borzoi
Oberon is the Fairy King in Shakespeare's "Midsummer's Night Dream"
He is also the owner of my heart
LGRA, NOTRA, LCX, LCM & Canadian LGRA pointed
11/24/00-5/16/07
If one is
lucky, one is gifted with the absolute joy of a heartdog. What is a
heartdog?
"I've always loved all of our dogs, Borzoi or not, but there have
been a few that put a pawprint that remains forever on my heart. A
heart dog is that special one. Probably not the prettiest, smartest
or healthiest, but rather the one that seems so to fill your heart,
bring a smile to your lips, and you feel is closer to than your best
friend. The one that seems to have so many special qualities that
may or may not be seen by the rest of the world. They are terrible
to own as you know you can't replace them and you dread each passing
year. They give you more love and joy than you ever thought
possible, then break your heart when they leave. However, you will
gladly bear the pain, than not to have had the joy of their
presence." (courtesy Diana Moos with a slight change of breed)
It's been over a year, and I still miss him so damn much.

You took
the breath
Right out of me
You left a hole
Where my heart should be.
My baby
boy, my lil man, has left this life and left me behind.
The only thing he ever did wrong, is leave my side way too damn
early.
I miss him so damn much

April 22, 07 on the ocean in Rhode Island. He was thinking twice
about trying to walk on water
to catch the swans that were there. I had no idea this would be our
last happy weekend together before the cancer quickly ravaged his
body and took him too damn soon.
My Fairy
King did leave today....
He slipped away so quiet....
He did not want to see my tears....
He did not want to haunt my nights...
My Fairy King was such a dog
One that we all hope for in our life...
He gave his all from birth til death....
Never complaining, always there...
Far seeing into life......
Almost knowing that time was short
He gave his all to me....
My Fairy King did leave today....
I weep......
Author- Mary Childs
To lose
newborns is sad...
To lose old is hurtful...
To lose
the Heart Dog is almost unbearable
but the Gods give them to us when they are needed.

It was a miracle he survived his puppyhood illness, but he did it to break my heart too damn soon.
If you are lucky enough, you will be gifted with the joy of a heart pet in your life. You love all your animals, but there'll be one that you love more, that is, well, almost a soulmate to you. They are special beyond belief, and you can't imagine life without them. They wrap their little paws around your heart and dig those claws in deep. Even before they are gone, to think of losing them tears into your heart. And when they do go, it's like a knife has been stabbed into your heart over and over and over, as they take a piece of that heart with them. It is total and complete hell, but the ride is worth it.
I have been incredibly lucky, I have had two.
Schatzi
was my first heart pet, but after I lost him, Obie stepped up to
the plate and became my second. And now my heart grieves afresh,
but I hope he, like Schatzi, comes back to me in the future.

He retired
lacking 8 points towards his LCX, all earned honestly, 1/3 of the
way towards his LCM, and almost 1/2 way towards his GRC. Obie was
always the perfect puppy, he never did anything wrong that I can
remember. Yes, he was creative in his Obedience attempts, but that's
typical borzoiness. . .I love his hugs, I love his snuggles, I love
his personality. He was one of a kind, and I hope he comes back to
me soon.

(with his sister Rocko 1/07)
I regret now all the circumstances that kept him from reaching his
full potential.

Can you believe it was almost July and he was just blowing his
winter coat?
So much I love about this boy.
You can see his absolutely sweet personality in this picture, you
really can.

Photo courtesy of Dee Jones, Obie cooling off after winning his BCOA
FC stake and just before runoff.
Obie made it to almost the very end of 2003
before relinquishing hold of the #1 AKC Coursing, ending up #2, and
#1 Male Borzoi, ALWAYS ran in FC stakes, never once was he dropped
to avoid the competition, he beat 105 dogs total.
I am proud of everything he did, but most importantly of all, he was
my best friend.
See his
coursing photos!
Puppy Love

Obie was like the rest of his canine
family, very people oriented. Here he was giving my Gran some much
needed loving before she embarked on her first plane ride: to Las
Vegas. I lost her in March 07, then him almost 2 months later. I am
trying to comfort myself with the thought that maybe she needs him
in heaven more than I need him here. It doesn't help much, but it
does make me smile.
Like his brother Mir, Obie was described as being as keen as a whippet in a Borzoi suit!
Obie was a doll, my bud, a sweetie, and
everything I wanted out of this litter, but most of all he was my
best friend thru some horrid times in my life. He was his daddy in
body, with his mama's happy go lucky, no worry in the world temp!
He sure proved to me that he was a fighter, and not willing to quit.
I truly believe he kept going, just for me. And I know his soul'll
come back to me.

Obie coming across the finish line in Notra!

Aren't we just the cutest pair?
Obie was the 'runt', not thriving as a young
baby. . alive only due to the intervention
of my wonderful vet, Obie was born with an intestine that didn't
open up completely to his anal ring. He could pass liquids, but
solid foods ended up clogging up the works, and he had emergency
reconstructive surgery at 4 wks old to fix it. The vet was amazed
he had lived so long, as most cases die within a week.
More of Obie's Story
Obie was
lovingly cared for by Dr McMackin and his staff while we were in
NY,
and by Dr Knickman for his cancer treatment. I am thankful for both
that I had him as long as I did, even if it wasn't long enough. Run
swift my lil man, and come back to me.
This site is lovingly dedicated to the memory of Schatzi, Obie, Sushi, Cleo &
all my other loved ones waiting patiently for me at the Rainbow Bridge

