SPCA
WINELANDS
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Did you know:
- • There are a number of boarding kennels and catteries in our area – Find out where…. read more
• We have a stand at the Montagu Park Market every Saturday morning – find out more
• Our small pet accessories shop in our premises is fully stocked – see more
• You can help Winelands SPCA by becoming a member – how
• Meet us at out Annual General Meeting – when
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Memories
Please let us have details of your beloved pets that have passed on, if you wish them to be remembered here –
FAREWELL TO A FRIENDIf it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain should wake me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle can’t be won.
You will be sad, I understand –
Don’t let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We’ve had so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears.
You’d not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes – please let me go.
I know in time you too will see,
It’s a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail it’s last has waved,
From pain and suffering I’ve been saved.
Do not grieve that it should be you,
Who has to decide this thing to do.
We’ve been close – we two – these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.
Polly Ford –Born 29/1/94. Died 24/08/07.A great black Labrador gourmet, sadly missed. |
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Sulka |
Once upon a time there was a beautiful, sweet natured young Siberian Husky called Sulka. We had been thinking about getting a companion for our German Shepherd, Rory, and fell in love with this 18 month old girl.
We soon found out that she was a real escapologist and in short order we were Sulka-proofing the back garden to a height of 2 to 2.5m. Eventually we blocked her last escape hole. She objected by taking her frustration out on the garden.
Two hours’ running in the hills barely satisfied her, and she would not come when called. Frequently she went off on her own and always found her way home, but was becoming an annoyance to various parties. Walking on a lead made her miserable, bored and destructive. She was probably responsible for killing a neighbour’s goslings and then viciously attacked our big Rory.
Poor, pretty Sulka was put down after two months with us. She was sweet-natured to the end, with us, but in time that could have changed due to frustration and boredom.
A footnote to this sad story, is the fact that Sulka’s mother, who lived in Robertson, recently got out of her garden and onto a neighbouring farm, where she was beaten to death by the labourers. Surely Sulka’s owners made the right decision in recognising that she did not wish to be a domestic pet. Her end was peaceful and she is buried in the mountains she loved.