Cofi Caddell Aged 11 months.
Cofi had only just begun to train as a starter dog with the Cheshire Set but was showing promise. She had been with us from eight weeks old and was a very special girl whom we were training with a view to her eventually taking over from 10 year old Meg as a flyballer and therapy dog.
Cofi loved people and was everyone’s friend. For such a young girl, she had an amazing number of both doggie and human friends and knew exactly how to extract treats from all of them.... well the human ones at least! She could be mischievous, too, and her favourite pastimes were digging holes anywhere and everywhere and escaping from our camping garden (despite reinforcements!) Thankfully, she could always be found at Olive’s caravan looking for treats.
When we woke on the morning of November 1st 2018, we knew nothing of the awful day which lay ahead, which was to be Cofi’s final day with us. In the early hours of 2nd November, Cofi passed away suddenly and unexpectedly after a very short battle with pneumonia, and possibly other complications, which totally overwhelmed her. We could scarcely believe that our beautiful, fit and healthy little girl was gone.
Cofi, you were with us only a short time but my goodness you had a great time. You did everything we did, you went everywhere we went. You campervanned and had bbqs, you played with French doggies in the Loire and the Dordogne and island-hopped in the Hebrides, you travelled on the Channel Tunnel and entertained passengers on the deck of MV Hebridean with the waggiest tail imaginable. You were our little superstar.... thank you for the happy memories. We will love you, remember you and treasure the happy times together for ever. 💔
Mum and Dad, Meg and Skye xxxx
Tug Edge - Aged 14 Years
Tug, my first flyball dog, started in 1996 when he was four years old. Far fewer tournaments in those days and he eventually achieved his Ice Blue in August 2003, then retired.
Tug was born on 25th Jan 1994 and died in 2007.
Oggie Edge - Aged 15 Years
Oggie, my second flyball dog, started in 2002 and was the only dog to win the BFA top Bitch and top Crossbreed of the year for three years consecutively. She retained the trophy and it was not competed for again.
She retired in 2010 having gained the Opal award ( 70,000 points ) in August 2009.
Oggie was born on 6th April 2000 and died in August 2015.
Monty Emslie-Wigglesworth - Aged 15 Years
Well here it is, the turn of Monty, our Mad Moo
Spanollie he is, what next will he do?
Ball and indestructible toys he wrecks within minutes
Shoplifting at flyball, entertaining us all, we were in bits
Oh, where is he now? Down by the river I've heard a big splash
Yes, it's Monty gone for a swim, looking for something else to trash
It's in his nature to be boisterous and have no fears
Perhaps it's down to those big tatty old ears
He is really a big softy and just misunderstood
Look into his beautiful eyes and you'll see butter wouldn't melt - but it could!
Our Gorgeous Monty, The Mad Moo, we think was about 15 and rescued him nearly 13 years ago.He was an absolute nutter when we first rehomed him and we channelled his madness into flyball when in 2011 he became a British Flyball Champion. I was so proud of him that day but in true Monty style, I'd got him looking lovely for the team champion photo but no he had to shovel in the mud and brambles while waiting so he was covered in dirt and sticky buds.
As he was a toy fiend, over the years, he has stolen raffle prizes, toys from the stalls, food from people's awnings, oh and Vera's cuddly pencil case - he ran off with it, including the contents down to the river at Tai Lawr. I had to plan my route of how to get to the ring without Moo Baa spying the toys but I was always unsuccessful as he could spot a stall from 100 yards. At Drax one year we even had to use windbreaks to obscure the side of the blue lane as there were 3 stalls running along the side. He always managed to escape past the wall of Cheshire Set members trying to stop him, out the ring to pinch one, with me legging it behind shouting "LEAVE THEM" and as the stall holders were so used to it, I'd race past after him saying "I'LL BE BACK IN A BIT TO PAY" - he has cost me a fortune over the years.
His agility career lasted all of 10 minutes as he found the pond at the end of the ring. The swimming and rummaging round in the weed was much better than going through tunnels and weave poles and I couldn't get him out the water!
One time, on our favourite Anglesey beach, we were up on the island bit, one minute he was with us the next no sign. We thought well, where is he? Then we heard someone shouting to us "EXCUSE ME IS THIS YOUR DOG?" Yes, it was him, he had jumped in the water and was off swimming out to sea with a group of canoeists.
There are hundreds of funny stories I could tell you about him but these are just a few. He was our mad boy right up to the end but we wouldn't have changed him for the world and loved him to bits. We are absolutely broken hearted but he will always keep us smiling thinking of all his antics and funny memories. and I'm sure there is already someone waiting at Rainbow Bridge for me to pay for the toy he has stolen!
Always in our thoughts and hearts, Monty Moo - Lou, Ali and the Gang xxxx
Crumble Emslie-Wigglesworth - Aged 17 Years
Crumble aka Rumble ....
Crumble was found wandering the streets as a stray
Eventually and thankfully she came our way
A ball she will carry until it becomes a gooey froth
And when she shakes her head, you're glad of a cloth
The queen of chase is certainly no slouch
Then loves nothing more than being snuggled up on the couch
At flyball sometimes gets distracted and in a bit of a muddle
But always comes back to us for a great big cuddle.
We rescued Crum when she was about 8 years old, a very high energy girl and remained so all of her life. For the first year I spent hours and hours chasing her through brambles and shrubbery, getting cut to ribbons as she'd found a hole in the fence to chase rabbits. On the beach, we would just see a white blur razzing up / down the tide line at dusk chasing the seagulls. She loved the beach, swimming and any excuse to jump, catching the ball about 6 feet in mid air was one of her favourites.
Crum spent 3 years in starters at flyball as she chased anything that moved and I would be overjoyed if I managed to get her over more than 2 jumps going up to the box. Then finally into open but initially she always knew she could beat the dog to the ball in the red lane - problem was she was meant to be in the blue - sound familiar - Zel??
She became a rock solid flyball dog as long as her entourage was by her side (Ali and I) and that there was a clear way for her to jump the back netting straight into the pool after every leg. Crum would be the one to let the judge know when she was ready by raising her front leg. She always gave 110% and loved nothing more than coming back to her ragger and loads of cuddles from of us.
We retired Rum only 12 months ago (aged about 16), she must have been the most senior dog on the circuit and when fresh still running sub 5's over full height and just prior to this running 4.2 - 4.4's - not bad for an old girl and not one bit of arthritis. She gained her gold award, represented Wales at the European Flyball Championships 3 years ago and the year before became a British Flyball Champion - how proud were we!
We are absolutely heartbroken. You were such a sweet beautiful girl who loved everyone you met, we were so so lucky to have been able to share our lives with you. We will certainly miss that magnificent tail of yours!
Always in our thoughts and hearts, Rumbley, Crumbley - Lou, Ali and the Gang xxxx