Picture by Diane Stanley
Gary's Tribute to Missy
Picture by Diane Stanley
Missy was a caring and faithful dog who loved to be
played with.
I have many memories of the dog from the
day we got her. My mum along with everyone else fell
in love with her the second she had seen her in the
pet shop in Cambridge. Although at the time she cost $500.00 in the
end she was worth double if
not triple that much.
I spent a lot of time with Missy as she would usually lay
on my bed at night before I moved to England last
year.
She would guard anyone with her life even the
sight of someone she didn't know she would bark and let
us know.
The memories of her sleeping at night and I
would move and her nipping my toes can't ever be
forgotten.
I would play with her a lot and tease her
which often resulted me being on the losing end.
She was competitive and had a
undying love for the
Montreal Expos. How can a dog like a baseball team?
well simple really every time someone would say Expos
she would get up run or wag her tail.
I remember the
walks we took her on. She would love to go around the
Mill Pond in Milton. Most summers my mum and I would
take her on what we called the Thompson Road walk. It
was a walk which the dog handled with ease and I was
in agony after whining about how tired I was. There
was Missy still running around.
Missy also liked
playing and laying with the cats. Quite often you
would hear her running around at night with the cats.
Like most dogs she loved bones. I made the mistake
once of trying to take a bone from her she soon let me
know it was hers.
I can never forget the dog going mad
once she had a bath rubbing her head in the floor and
chasing her own tail.
In recent times I haven't seen
much of Missy but my last big memory of Missy was when
I came to Canada to see my family this past April.
When I got to the house, Missy came running down the
stairs and went mad jumping up my legs, saying "hello,"
doing whatever she can to say she remembered me. She
would also during that time lay on me at night again
at which time I received my final nip on the toes from
her.
The day before I left we went to Bronte Harbour
with Missy and posed for some pictures with her. She
seemed really happy. That's the way I want to remember
her. Happy.
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Still Not Forgetting Missy. - 18 July 2004
Its been over a year since Missy went to heaven but I
still miss her everyday.
As dumb as it might sound I
have a picture I took of Missy ages ago at work.
People ask me who it is and I say its my mum's dog. I still
think of her every day.
I saw her ashes and box of her
memories in March this year my first visit back to
Canada since Missy left us. I was offered Missy's
ashes but I couldn't take them. Part of me wanted to
but part of me wanted her to stay at
home.
Canada was her home not England, and as much as I would
have liked to have Missy's ashes with me I am glad I
didn't because it wouldn't seem right.
I have a picture of Missy which still remains on
beside my bed. Anyone asks me what my most valuable
thing is that is it.
I met Pepper and Sierra earlier
in the year and in a way kind of reminded me a bit
about Missy. When I went back in 2003 to Canada missy
was so happy to see me and jumped around and followed
me. Pepper and Sierra did the same after they got to
know me. I was worried that maybe Pepper and Sierra
would take over Missy's home and told my Mum that but
after meeting them I'm sure that Missy lives in them.
Although at the time it wasn't funny I still have one
scar that reminds me of missy. One night I was lying
down and a door came crashing down I put my hand up to
stop the door so it didn't hit me or Missy and my hand
got caught Missy was ok and ran up stairs but I got
cut pretty bad on the side of my hand. I see that and
think of Missy.
I still think of the snow plowing and see the picture
of her doing it on her website. I write this so Missy
knows I haven't forgotten her and miss her.
R.I.P. MISSY.