Sex: Female Weight: 26-50 lbs
|Home:London, United Kingdom |
Leave a bone for Penny
Dogster stats for Penny
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Pen-Pen/Penny Willis/Willis/Nischey/Pippin/Peanu t/The Dogey etc.
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Tummy rubs/bally ball.
The hoover. Pussycats.
Super-strength Kong toys!
Anything sweet. Or just anything.
Blackheath/Greenwich Park or 'the Sward'
'Lie down'. Will also do a ridiculous back wiggle when happy or bored.
Penny was rescued by my friend from a shelter, aged 3. She'd had three previous homes and had been trained to be aggressive. When the home heard of her they were told to pick her up that night, or she'd be thrown onto the street.
I was living with my friend at the time and had been quite low (having lost a job and my boyfriend-both quite abruptly-within a short space of time). I don't often pray but, one night, I asked God if he would send me some sign of hope, as I really didn't know what to focus on. I fell asleep and the next thing I heard was some heavy breathing outside my bedroom door(!) I opened it and the first thing I saw was Penny. I fell on my knees and she kissed me all over my face! (My friend had received an unexpected call at 3am from the home; they had no space for another dog and were desperate for someone to take her. My friend had arranged for her be brought round in the morning.)
My friend had to give her up when Penny didn't cope well with the arrival of her new baby, so my dad and I stepped in.
Penny would live mostly with him but come for holidays with me. As Dad became older, he found it increasingly more difficult to look after her properly (and has since been diagnosed with a serious illness) so, she came to live with me permanently.
It's been a bit tough, at times, as there's often not been much money around and Penny became ill just two months after she came to live with me (no insurance!) But I couldn't have hoped for a better friend.
Penny was diagnosed in April 06 as having a mast cell tumor. She had this removed and started chemotherapy.
To my relief, Penny did brilliantly on the chemo. The nurse told us that some dogs hate it so much, they have to be muzzled just to get them into the vet's but Penny offered her paw up for the needle and wagged her tail!
A few weeks after she'd finished the chemo I had a further scare: two more lumps appeared. The vet said it was possible the chemo had done nothing and was concerned about one of them, in particular. He suggested they both be removed.
She bravely went through a second op and I was told that they had found a round-cell tumor but needed to test it again. I was warned to prepare for the worst, as they expected to find more mast-cells and, if the cancer had survived the chemo, it was likely to be really aggressive. I spent a week thinking we might only have a few months left together to finally be told by the vet that (to his complete surprise ) they had found no mast-cells at all: the tumor was benign! It was only after he'd repeated the wonderful news to me three times that it eventually sank in!
Penny and I have since moved from the big smoke to the seaside and she is spending her 'retirement' taking long, coastal walks looking for the occasional dropped chip.
She is my pride and joy!
... Although she passed almost 5 months ago, she still is.
Penny seemed really healthy but became very ill, very quickly, one day in June. She received treatment with the vet thinking she may have Pancreatitis but, after this failed to help, she was x-rayed and was found to have two tumors: one on her spleen, which had caused her spleen to start bleeding and one on her heart. Devastated, I had to accept the vet's decision to put her to sleep.
The last few minutes with Penny were the closest thing I have ever felt to bliss. I held her close as her shaking subsided and we shared peace, love and complete contentment for what must've been ten minutes. Then her sitter and dog walker arrived and Penny received the injection and she passed away, quietly.
It has taken me all this time to get the nerve up to confirm, on here, that she has really gone. The pain is virtually unbearable but I am trying to make her life and death meaniningful by studying to teach abroad. I look forward to taking her, in my heart, to all the wonderful places she may lead me.
Love you, Pen Pen. I will always be with you, you will always be with me.
Always with you.
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