This page expresses my heartfelt gratitude...

for the lives of the whippets I have shared my life with, and to the wonderful people who share their homes with Beesholme whippets.

Jess

Maudie

Four-Feet

I have done mostly what most men do,

And pushed it out of my mind;

But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,

Four-Feet trotting behind.

Mattie

Day after day, the whole day through –

Wherever my road inclined –

Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’

And trotted along behind.

Biddy

Now I must go by some other round,

Which I shall never find –

Somewhere that does not carry the sound

Of Four-Feet trotting behind.

Rudyard Kipling

Ch Beesholme Bayleaf

Jess, born 11/1/1996

Jess travelled to the Rainbow Bridge on February 14, 2011

My lovely Golden Girl, from my very first whippet litter, a Best in Show winner under Susan Badick (Canada)

Above: Darius (centre) lives in Hawaii with Bill and Liz.

Above: Roslyn lives in Hawaii with Sandy. She is a daughter of Maudie and Bruce.

A LIVING LOVE

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember... The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter - simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room - and when you feel it brush against you for the first time - it instils a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surpising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet - and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing uneasy feeling on and off until the third day finally arrives.

On this day - if your friend and whatever higher being you believe in have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own - on the behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you - you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night. If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you. But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul - a bit smaller in size than your own - seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very, very lightly. And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lie - you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart. As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when - along with the memory of your pet - and piercing through the heaviness in your heart - there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love - like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow - and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets - it is a Love we will always possess.

Martin Scot Kosins

Above: Jiminy lives in Northern New South Wales with Mary and Adrian

Above: Marius lives in Invercargill with Morag and Richard.

Above: Darby - how to sit when there is frost on the ground...

Above: Darby's new collar

Above: Darby (Beesholme Hello Sailor) lives in Runanga with brother Dominic (Beesholme Kiss My Dust) and Scooter Whippet and Stanton Greyhound...oh, and owners Lyndall and Thain

Above: Katie and Hunter live in Wellington with Wayne and Sarah and family.

Above: Raffi lives in New Zealand and Australia with brother Flash, Debbie, and family.

Above: Bogart lives in Lyttelton with his loving family.