Border Collies

Malcolm – September 21, 1999 – April 5, 2011

Welcome to my page for  The Guys. Pictures of them playing in the snow are on a separate page.

Read some dog poetry at the bottom of this page. Contact me if you are interested in volunteering or adopting a dog from Carolina Border Collie Rescue.

Memorial to Kerry, who was 15 years and 11 months when he died on November 18th, 2003.

August 2004

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August 2003

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April 2003

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bed-napping.jpg (45100 bytes) Lying together on the end of the bed malcolm-duncan-nap.jpg (44091 bytes) Taking a nap with me. I am sitting just to the left of Duncan.

March 2002

bonnie-2.jpg (110289 bytes) Playing outdoors at our friend Bonnie’s house.  bonnie-6.jpg (121607 bytes) bonnie-5.jpg (129984 bytes)

malcolm-tape-snout.jpg (60438 bytes) Malcolm, thieving once again.

malcolm-kerry-front-door.jpg (211516 bytes) This is a recent picture of Kerry and Malcolm at the front door taken December 2001.

duncan-malcolm-couch-2.jpg (37676 bytes) Malcolm and Duncan being buddies on the couch.

Malcolm learned this trick on his on. He likes to jump up on the table and visit Bob. We are very cautious to make sure he does not injure himself getting up or down.

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May 28, 2001 : Tired out after an energetic session of hall ball. This is not a posed shot. I walked into the den and found him laying like this on the pillow.

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April 2, 2001 Malcolm still loves shoes but now he only carries them around instead of chewing them.

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malcolm-triangle.jpg (40961 bytes) Hey man, where did everybody go!  I love this picture of Malcolm with his new Christmas toy.


These pictures were taken from August to December 2000

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Malcolm wrapped the string ball around his snout himself. He keeps a toy in his mouth the entire time he plays.

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malcolm-sheep1.jpg (75338 bytes) Malcolm also got to work sheep one day. malcolm-sheep2.jpg (83018 bytes) malcolm-big-water-bowl.jpg (79122 bytes)

Malcolm from five to seven months

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Fourteen and Fifteen weeks old.

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These pictures were taken November 2nd the day he came home.

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Malcolm was born September 21, 1999

That’s me holding him at the breeders farm October 23rd.

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January 1, 1995 – August 25, 2009

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Duncan  working sheep duncan-herding.jpg (103295 bytes) duncan-herding2.jpg (102091 bytes) duncan3.jpg (68014 bytes) Duncan pool.jpg (63134 bytes)


12/20/87 – 11/18/03

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The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….

Author unknown…

Dog Poems

dog haiku

i love my master thus i perfume myself with this rotten squirrel

i lie belly up in the sun, happier than you ever will be

yes, today i sniffed many dog butts – i rejoice by kissing your face

i lift my leg and whiz on each bush – hello, spot sniff my scent and weep

how do i love thee? the ways are numberless as my hairs on the rug

my human is home! i am so ecstatic i have made a puddle

sleeping here, my chin on your foot – no greater bliss maybe… chasing cats

look deep in my eyes try to deny it – no one loves you as much i

i am your best friend now, always, and even more when you are eating

my owners’ mood is romantic – i lie near them i blow a big one

Thanks to the BWG for this tribute to dogs.


Just My Dog

He’s just my dog. He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He has told me more than a thousand times over that I am his reason for being — by the way he rests against my leg, by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile, by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another person. With him, I am all powerful. He has taught me the meaning of devotion is loyalty itself. With him, I know the secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me … whenever … wherever … in case I need him, and I expect I will, as I always have. Who is he? — He’s just —


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Updated Tuesday, July 27, 2004

Copyright © 2000, 2001 by Barbara Fritchman Thompson. All Rights Reserved.

Copyright © 1998, 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004 by Barbara Fritchman Thompson. All Rights Reserved.

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