Arrival Story: He was sent to me by my soulmate fionnbhar. He was only 4/5 weeks old when i brought him home from the rescue centre where he and his mum and 3 little brothers had been dumped. He was just a tiny wee thing. Unfortunatley he has had a lot of health problems, starting with an underactive thyroid then losing his left shoulder blade and front leg to bone cancer almost 6 years ago, and finally his allergys he is allergic to so many things from grass (5 types) trees, weeds, dairy prouducts, corn and wheat,Lamb, turkey,dust mites and so on. he is a very courageous boy and takes everything in his stride I am so very proud of him.
Bio: Firstly I should say I lost Fionnbhar my soul mate on 1st September 1993 ,due to a house fire and never had the chance to say goodbye, I was on holiday in Spain and my family decided it was best not to tell me , so my baby had gone to the bridge a week before I knew, I was phoning from Spain every day i just had a bad feeling something was wrong with Fionnbhar but everyone told me he was grand.
This is how Boris and I found each other.
On the morning of 11th October 1993 I awoke screaming Fionnbhar's name my mum run to my bedroom to comfort me and asked why i was crying. I told her i had, had a dream of Fionn she asked what happened and i told her Fionnbhar had spoken to me in this dream and that he also had four pure black puppies with him, which he said were his, in the dream Fionn was talking away and it seemed so natural and real as though we done it all the time even though i knew he was dead if you know what i mean. I asked him if he was alright and he said he was great but was worried about me being alone and therefore wanted me to have one of his pups i looked at these black pups and said to Fionn but how can they be yours son, there not Doberman it just doesn't make sense, but he assured me they were his, so i looked at these four little black pups cried and asked how could i pick one and what would happen to the other three, Now this is were it gets crazy there is a soap opera on BBC television here called East enders and two of the characters in it were Ian and Cindy Beale, so in the dream these two ran a cafe in the next street to me how they came into the dream i don't know but Fionnbhar said they were keeping the other three. I then asked him how i would know which was mine he told me one was special and that i would see a tiny bit of white on his chest he was the only one that had it thats when i woke up I think you can imagine the state i was in. My mum aunt and sister pleaded with me to go and look at the animal shelter i didn't want to go i thought there was no way this could happen the chances of there being 4 black pups anywhere was just daft, but thought i will go look but that was it. My sister and i went out to Carry duff shelter had a look but nothing that resembled a Doberman, the officer there asked my sister Brenda what i was looking for she told him i had recently lost my Doberman and to her surprise he told her if we were interested in travelling out to the Larne shelter which was quiet a journey away there was a Doberman bitch with four black pups that had been dumped a few weeks earlier but that they were only around 4-5 weeks old, we couldn't believe what we were hearing and of course drove out immediately, when we got there they brought us in to the pen they were in i just cried and cried I mean the chances of a Doberman with four black pups is nothing short of a Miracle. So i got into the pen with them , one just got up on my lap and fell asleep while the other three bit at my skirt and bag to tell the truth i was afraid to look at the chest of the little one on my knee so we looked at the other three no white at all, so i held my breath lifted this little fur ball up and there it was, I then told the people at the shelter what had happen in my dream i think they felt so sorry for me or they though i was mad LOL anyway they let me take Boris home I don't think I could call Boris anything other than Fionnbhar's spiritual son as far as I'm concerned he was sent by the best, and was called after his grandfather Boris Ri' who was Fionnbhar's father and the great great great great great grandson of my first Finbarr so ends my story