Last saturday night James died at the age of 10. James was the first and only dog I got as a puppy (all other dogs I’ve had, I adopted at an older age).
James gave me 10 beautiful years full of Love and Laughter.
When I saw you for the 1st time, you were just a few days old, and those 9 weeks I had to wait to take you Home, seemed like ages. When that day finally came, you changed my life. You were the cutest little thing with such a huge personality. A little man that would change my world.
Dozer, an older female Bulldog that was used for breeding, that I adopted, became James his Mommy and playmate. Dozer helped James following commands and James helped Dozer to be a Dog again. From the moment I got James, he was one big bouncy ball of energy. Since James was my 1st Puppy, I thought it was just his puppy phase and that he would grow out of that, but after a few years, I learned this was just James. James never changed his overexcited, happy, joyful and playful ways. You could say James was a Bulldog with ADD and a Forever Puppy 😉
Just like Baggy you were a Bulldog that completely crushed some people’s prejudice that they might have had about bulldogs. You were all energy, all play and you could run and swim with the best.
James would choose a Ball or a stick over Food everytime. When Dozer past away,Twister (a rescue) became his Girlfriend. The bond those two dogs had, was very special. Where Dozer was his Mom, Twister was his Girl. They would follow eachother everywhere, they were like two magnets always connected, either playing together, snoring together or exploring together.
James was a friend to all the adoptees and rescues who came in and always knew how to help. He would be really gentle to dogs who were fearful and he would bring his toys over to them and just lay besides them pushing the toys against them. James always knew what to do. When Twister was sick he was caring, gentle and never left her side. James and I saw a lot of Dogs come and go and he always gave his best to them. What Daddy the Pitbull was for Cesar Milan, James was to me. He was my little helper.
Till the age of 9,5 James was full of energy and only visited the vet for his shots. But the last 6 months he was getting a little bit slower, he started having skin and ear infections and his cheeks were turning grey. He suddenly went from a very active and energetic dog to an old dog. This saturday while on a walk, he suffererd an internal bleeding, I rushed him to the vet but there was nothing there could be done for him. At about 8 in the evening James died in my arms.
Even though my heart is broken, my eyes are still swollen and I still can’t believe that you are really gone, I am trying to find comfort in all the lovely memories we made together.
I will never forget your silly ways and will always miss you.
Thank you my Friend, for all those times you made me laugh, for being my rock when life was hard, for sharing your never ending love and happiness with the me and the world.
Rest in Peace my Friend,
James Hond 007
2 may 2004 – 14 june 2014