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Topic: Zenny Golden Labrador Cross Co.Cork Ireland (Read 483 times)
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Layla bud
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Zenny went missing from Burnfort, Mallow in Co. Cork, Ireland. 29th of June o6 is the last time he was seen at home. He was a golden labrador cross, although he could be mistaken as pure bred. He was 7 years old, but would now be 8. He was greying around the snout. He is not neutered or microchipped, and was not wearing his collar at the time (a lesson we have sorely learned). He is a very friendly dog, but out of sorts if around other dogs when not on his own territory. He can be aggressive in these situations towards other dogs, although I think this is a nervous thing. He could have been shot by a farmer if wandering through a field, as a previous dog of ours was injured this way. He could have been stolen, as there was a lot of Golden Labs & Retreivers went missing from Cork around that time. If he was just taken in by a family, maybe they just completely missed all the ads?? Or maybe got too attached to his lovely self to want to give him back......
Owner can be contacted via this Website
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Layla bud
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He is such a handsome fellow, will get poster done.
Come home Zenny your Mum is missing you so much.
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Layla bud
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E mail sent to us from Zenny's owner
My ode to Zenny.
I can still remember it, I'm 15, heartbroken without a dog for months for
the first time in my life. Our beloved
troup gathered over the years have all gone. Fiach, Micel, Miceala, Cleasai,
Pucha, Runy, Jackie, Jasper. Old age or sickness took them all one by one
and left me feeling alone. 6 months after the last loss,lovely little
Jasper, I get into
the car after my final Junior Cert exam. Sitting there on my dads lap in the
driver seat is a beautiful golden labrador puppy. He looks up at me and
instantly my heart is stolen, as if it was ever a question! Names were
thrown out over and over, the topic of many arguments in the coming weeks.
Finally one day, I found a name, Zen........which affectionately became
Zenny. Ironically, the opposite to being zenful, he was our beautiful blonde
bundle of destruction!! Chewing everything, placing
muddy paw prints on all. But always done with love and happiness and pure
(devilish!) innocence. Living in a rural area, our dogs were always my best
friends. I loved them all with a heart and a half. 1 year later, Zenny
filled a particular gap in my life, or
sometimes I think he dug a hole, just to fill it! At 16, unwell, home from
school all day for months, I turned to my golden friend and gave him all my
energy. He
bounded around as normal cheering me up with his antics, but when I was sad,
he knew I was sad and simply sat by me with his head on my knee and
listened. He stayed near me while I cried on his neck, hugged him and poured
out what must have been senseless words to him, but somehow, at these times,
he showed me with that rare, wise look in his eyes that he knew what I
meant.
Without all that, Zenny would still have taken up a huge place in my heart,
but this made him have a particularly important corner of it, with a nice
fluffy dog bed in it, there to stay!
2 years later I moved out. I rang home regularly but didn't actually get out
to visit that often until I started to drive. I often wished to myself that
zenny had a mobile phone,
so I could text him and phone him and give him virtual cuddles. Missed him
so much. Every time I came home even if mom had just hoovered I found some
way to wangle him into the house so I could give him lots of chat and
snuggles. I would get down on the floor and bury my face in his neck and hug
him and kiss him and tell him how much I loved him. I have the last time I
did that imprinted in my mind. Sitting in the conservatory one day, with mom
& Zenny. He was rolled over on his back and I got down and gave him a big
hug and said, 'I love you so much my puppy, I don't know what I would ever
do without you'. I'm glad I told him that, cause he had had to share his
attention in the year before with the new arrival, Zeus. 2 months later,1st
July, I came to visit and eventually mom and dad told me Zenny hadn't been
around for a couple of days. I still had hope, after all, he was the local
stud and was 7yrs old....he knew where he lived. But I cried every night,
waiting for a call to say he was home safe. When there was no word, I
started looking, searched everywhere for you
Zenny, on the net, newspapers, radios, put posters up and phoned garda
stations and dog pounds & rescue centres, I even searched for you in my
dreams, hoping you'd tell me where you were. So many lovely people phoned me
and listened to my tears, I went to see so many dogs, all
of which from the time of the phonecall I knew were'nt you anyway, but I
still had to see for myself. So many beautiful dogs, lost from their homes.
But none of them were you.
You went missing on 29th June 2006, the last time I actually saw you was a
few weeks before that. I cried for you every day for months, kept putting
ads in the paper, on radios and putting posters up. But eventually, in
November, I stopped. I
was afraid to give up hope, in case you were still out there waiting for me.
But I had to try and get over you. Then mom phoned me to tell me that you
had a puppy!! A neighbor had kept one of your puppies. So I was delighted to
know there was still some of you out there. I had my first christmas without
you, and again, cried a lot. I missed you so much. Zeus is so lovely, but he
is not you. Then in January, the family who had her didn't want your puppy
anymore. She
was 10 months then. So with lots of humming and hawing, I took her. She
never had a name, so while texting someone, I misspelt Zenny, and the word
Penny came up, and I knew that was it. When we got her first sometimes just
looking at her made me cry, cause she looked so like you. We've had her 3
months now. My first very own dog since I moved out of home 5 years ago. She
is therapy for me. She drives me nuts.....chewing everything, placing muddy
pawprints everywhere.......but that is just like you. And when I really need
her, she sits quietly and listens. We don't have the same bond that you and
I had, but that was something really special.
I wrote this, half talking about him, and half talking to him. People will
think I'm silly, after all....it's just a dog....but I equated Zenny like a
person in my life. A brother, a child, a best friend......I'm not sure which
one, maybe all three. I wish I knew what happened to him. But that is not to
be. Zenny, if you can hear me, You were my rock to lean on, but what made
you even more special, was that you were a gorgeously cute, fluffy, warm,
loving rock that looked for very little in return. I love you always, and I
will never ever forget you my Zenny Poo.
Golden ball of fluff,chewing all within your sights,
muddy pawprints on my skirt, and ladders in my tights.
Bounding around the garden leaving havoc in your path,
But you always had a way to avoid facing up to our wrath,
You'd look up with that lovely face and quickly wag your tail,
And our attempts to be cross, would well and truely fail.
Those deep brown eyes, set just the right width apart,
looking up at me, you always stole my heart.
Waiting for us every day, rain, snow, dark or bright,
Making a long bad day easily soon put back to right
You gave us 7years of love, endless and undying,
The smile you put upon our faces, true and never lying.
Unexpectadely you left us, we never got to say goodbye,
Never knew what happened to you, where, or how, or why?
All we have is just pictures to remind us of you now,
Nice memories set in our minds, of our lovely blonde bow wow.
I have to get on with my life, keep on smiling I must try,
But every now and then i'll have a little cry,
Cause I'll never forget you Zenny, in my heart you're here to stay,
And don't think for one moment, I don't remember you every day
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Layla bud
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That is very beautiful and a wonderful tribute to Zenny, he was very lucky to have you as his mum.
Never give up hope on getting your man back.
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doggroomer
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That's a beautiful poem. I do hope that Zenny can be found soon and come home to you. Have you contacted Irish Retriever Rescue? They ship many dogs over here to be rehomed after rescueing them from pounds. Chris
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cliopio
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Thank you thank you, I don't get to log in very often as I only have internet access in work.....and I should be doing just that...work!! I do miss my Zenny so much, but I feel like he is with me wherever I am. I do think he was probably killed by a local farmer, who never bothered to own up. Because he was not a purebred I hope against hope he was not stolen and isn't sitting uphappily somewhere. i'll meet him again one way or another.
Zenny's mom
Cliona
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Michelle
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Poor you, i hope you soon hear some good news about Zenny. I hope hes just held up somewhere and will soon be spotted or better still, make his way home to you. I will forward this to a friend of mine in Northern Ireland....im not sure how near you she is but if she can let her contacts know then the more the merrier.
All the best.
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PrincessJo5
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That's made me 
I cant imagine how u must be feeling.
Please come home Zenny, am thinking of you,
Jo x
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