Letter from Jed and family

Hi Sarah and Paul,  

It has been nearly two years since we adopted Jed and we just thought we would drop you a line to let you know how he is.  He loves going on holiday up to Whitby and Mablethorpe and playing with his ball in the sea.  In the Summer he enjoys laying in our paddling pool to cool off and we have sent you a picture of him playing in the Autumn leaves in our local park.  Where we live is quite rural, so he gets to go on long walks over the fields and hills, running with us, chasing rabbits and squirrels and playing with his ball.  (He has got a big collection of footballs - which are his favourite toys).  I (Scarlett) have had a poem published at school.  It's called, 'Jed' and I thought you might like to read it below.

JED

When I was little, I was loved and adored,

But as I grew older, I soon got ignored.

Unloved and uncared for, no food and no bed,

No walkies, no water, just beaten instead.

Thrown out with the rubbish, kicked and abused,

Screamed at and lonely, blue and confused.

Picked up by the warden, took to the pound,

Not long left for living, seven days....counting down!

Then on the fifth day, who's this at the door?

The Wiccaweys Rescue, I stare in awe!

They nurse me and love me, and build up my trust,

Ready for rehoming, with a family to fuss.

I now have a bed, I'm loved and adored,

I'm cuddled and cherished, and NEVER ignored!

I've toys a plenty, I love to chase balls,

Ready for walkies, whenever you call!

I'm part of a family, my new name is Jed,

Three children adore me, I'm happy and fed.

My forever home is now here with you,

I really believe that wishes come true!

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I had to make some parts of the poem up  but I thought it turned out quite well, so did my teacher.

There is a picture of Jed opening a Christmas present (he loves Christmas especially his Turkey dinner).   When we have ice-cream as a treat Jed has his own vanilla cornet which makes people laugh when we are on holiday.  He is very much a part of our family and comes everywhere with us.  He knows all his commands, 'sit', 'stay',' wait' 'come', 'paw' and ,'roll-over'.  Traffic still stresses him out at times (as do high-pitched sounds especially tv remotes, the  microwave and the hoover).  He gets lots of fuss and love and our Grandad spoils him rotten!  (It's a good job he goes on so many walks or he would be huge).  He is always ready to greet us when we get home from school and we're sure he can tell the time!!!

Hope you are both keeping well, we often look at your website.

Lots of love  XXXXXXX

Scarlett (11), Oliver (14) and Alice (8)

The Heatons

Letter from Pepper and family

Hi Sarah and Paul,

 

We’ve had our dear little Pepper for just over a year now as we collected her on 12th March, and we’re making her birthday the anniversary, so now she’s two!  And anything but ‘terrible two’s’ because she’s a cuddly little darling who loves everyone.  I’ve attached a couple of photos including a sneak preview of next year’s Christmas card!

 

Things are set to change in our household because mum will be going into a residential nursing home soon (she’s nearly 98) and I know they’ll miss each other.  Thankfully it’s a lovely place which welcomes dogs coming to visit, and we know that Pepper will enjoy all the fuss she’s bound to get. 

 

I hope everything is going well with you and look forward to seeing you again in the summer.

 

Hugs and best wishes,

 

Pepper & Mum.

 

 

Letter from Tigger and family

Hallo to Wiccaweys. This is Tigger woofing. I have been with my people now for exactly two years and I am sending you a photograph of me in my kitchen with one of my smaller chews! I still share the house with my ‘sister’ Katie, the Collie/Jack Russell Cross. She is still very bossy and quite a bit cleverer than me, but I make it up with my clumsy loving nature, my big smile, and my handsome eyes. People in the village stop to talk to me and they often say to my Mum and Dad “What is he?”. They say I am a Bearded Collie and I am (almost). Katie and I love to play tug a war with a big piece of rope. We growl a lot at each other, but we are great pals really. Katie is a bit pushy and she tries to get everywhere first, but I usually wait at doors for everyone to go through before me. I have never learned how to open a door that is ajar, so I’m often found waiting behind open doors waiting to come in. People say I have a “lovely nature”, whatever that is. When my Mum and Dad are away (like on holiday abroad or something) I go to stay with my fosterer Helen. This is brill, because she has acres of garden and there are other dogs to chase and be chased by. Usually though I like my routines, such as cuddles in the morning, meals at the right times, lying next to Mum or Dad’s computer, ball in the garden after dinner, and walks around the village. I also like it when they take us to the beach and I can run lots. Katie barks at the ducks (we have lots of ducks in our village) and other dogs in gardens half a mile away. I sometimes join in with my special “woof,woof” in my very deep voice. (I never go “woof”, always “woof, woof”. I don’t know why).  The neighbours don’t seem to mind as they always talk to me when they pass by the garden gate. I can still get a bit excitable when I meet other dogs when I’m out walking. I did have some “special training” so I don’t do it much, but when I see active dogs like black Labradors or terriers it brings out the “jump and lunge” in me. However, when I meet quieter dogs I’m “very well behaved” and I get a treat. Anyway, I’m now three and a half and a very happy dog. Thank you Wiccaweys for finding me a home where they love me. Woofs and licks, Tigger (Tiggy, Tigs Tigglewoof)

Letter from Lassie and family

Hi Sarah and Paul

Thanks for all your help and advise on Saturday when Margaret and lassie adopted 
each other. I have posted the lead back to you that you kindly lent us for the 
journey home. I enclose a few snaps of lassie settling in with Margaret. She was 
very well behaved during the journey and seemed thirsty when we arrived but soon 
settled and has eaten well ever since. She has a day bed in the kitchen also a 
night bed in the bedroom, she also has her own chair in the lounge but tried to 
claim the sofa a couple of times before being relegated to her chair. They are 
great company for each other and are able to share their time together in a 
wonderful garden.

Thanks again

Alan Evans

Letter from Fat Sam & family

Letter from Jeff (now Wolfie) & family

Dear Sarah and Paul and all my friends at Wiccaweys,

I thought I'd let you know how I'm getting on, and have enclosed a few photographs and even a video clip (yes, I'm a film star now). Mum says I'm "gurt lush", which dad says he thinks means something nice in Bristolian, although he's not quite sure what. I'm enjoying my new life so far and have had lots of new experiences and adventures, including a day out on the beach at somewhere they call "Sunny Hunny".  We walked for miles along the sand, and I saw the sea but I didn't want to go in as it looked a bit scary and was also very cold. 

My new mummy and daddy are trying not to spoil me but find it hard to resist my charms. In return, I'm happy to oblige when they ask me to "sit" or "down" or "settle", and I've even been nice to their cat, Widget, despite her giving me the evils and punching me on the nose a couple of times for taking liberties.  I didn't like the wood fire at first, but now I know it's not going to hurt me. I don't even mind the noisy bird scarers, even though they are quite close to the house. It's nice living on the village green, with plenty to see from the window, and I've already made friends with some of the neighbours, especially Mr Tan Rose the Butcher.

I'm now answering to the name of Wolfie, after somebody called Citizen Smith, which was my new dad's idea (he was not too keen on the name Jeff because mum had an ex boyfriend of that name!). I don't mind  as I'm a bit of a rebel myself, and I don't really care what they call me, if there's a treat attached.  I picked it up very quickly after being called Jeff-Wolf for a couple of days. I have a lovely new red collar with pirates on and a tag with my new phone number and postcode, and I think I look very cool indeed. Mum is returning my old collar to you by post, with a couple of sweaters for medium sized dogs who might need them, although I won't be wearing one as (a) I have my own coat thank you and (b) I'd be too embarrassed.

I was on my best behaviour for the first couple of days, and I've been very clean and quiet in the house, and haven't whimpered at all at night. I did pull mum over yesterday, when she was teaching me recall on a long lead, and hurt her shoulder quite badly, but she wasn't cross with me at all and said it was her fault for not thinking it through. I'm pushing my luck a bit now, just to see how far I can go, but I know when I'm breaking the rules because mum says "No!" and turns her back on me and ignores me, which I hate! However, I have behaved beautifully when out and about, and even sat patiently in the dog-friendly cafe at the seaside whilst mum and dad had a toastie and a coffee each, and when the lady in the cafe offered me a biscuit I took it gently and didn't snatch, which impressed dad a lot. He was also impressed when I didn't eat his car whilst they went into Tesco on Sunday, and mum was pleased that I didn't wee up anything whilst we trailed round Pets At Home to buy me some dinners. I have lots of new toys, including a rubber bone, a rubber stick, a ball on a rope, a Kong and a funny ball with holes in (which are often full of treats which keeps me busy) and a cuddly dog toy, but I prefer Widget's toy mouse, which smells catty.

Mum gave me a bath, as she said I was a bit smelly (cheek!) and I didn't mind at all, and I really enjoyed the towelling down after. I'm getting used to being brushed and mum says she'll introduce me to some toothpaste soon, which she says tastes like chicken.

We're off for another walk right now, this time along the river to the Wash (not another bath, I hope) and tomorrow if it's nice we might go to Sheringham where I hear there's another dog-friendly cafe with a beach. There's never a dull moment here!

Mum says she will keep me updated with all your news, until I learn to read, and we will come and visit you soon and perhaps take a couple of my old friends out for a walk. I will write again soon.

Lots of love from Wolfie xxx

PS: Are all nice dads called Paul?

PPS: Widget says thank you for the pentacle charm which mum has fixed to a lovely collar with reflective cats eyes, which Widget wears when she comes with us on our bedtime walkies.

 

 

Letter from Sam & Dad

Hi Sarah & Paul,

 

Hope you are both well and that all is well at Wiccaweys.

 

It has been two & a half years now since getting Sam and I can't imagine life without him.

We have just had numerous visits to the vet with a blood clotting problem but after much anguish and huge vet bills, he is on the mend and back to his usual self.

Sam is my first dog and I was realy not sure I was doing the right thing in getting him but we have had the most amazing time together and I would not know what to do without him. I think we rescued each other.

 

Thanks for the fantastic work and dedication that you do.

 

Attached are few photos.

 

Once again thanks.   

Peter Hilborn