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Gone but never forgotten.

" We cannot lose the things we love;
For those that we truly cared about,
become ...  a part of us ".

Helen Keller (1880-1968)

CH Strathraer Hyland Brae
" Stroyka"

4/04/91 - 9/01/04

Stroyka was our first Aussie Golden, and foundation dog, an absolutely delightful dog,  my once in a life time dog. He was loved by many, such a character at times I think he was human.

He went to Rainbow bridge after a long illness, we had 18 wonderful months with him until it was time to let him go.

I still miss him everyday.

"To call him a dog hardly seems to do him justice,
Though in as much as he had four legs, a tail, and barked,
I admit he was, to all outward appearances.
But to those of us who knew him well, he was a perfect gentleman."

Hermione Gingold  [1897 - 1987]


CH Camuka Monarch ofthe Glen

I brought you into this world nearly 15 years ago and today I had to say good bye.
The toughest decision to make, but life was getting too hard, you were in pain and every day a struggle. This morning we knew it was time, and you left us peacefully surrounded by your family at home. 
Archie you were our first homebred Champion, and we had so much fun, you were a delight to show, and would fly around the ring, with your beautiful movement. I remember selecting you as a baby, and you just stood out from an early age, not just looks but with a super personality. You won under many breed specialists and your BOB at Melbourne Royal was one of our most memorable occasions, Sadly you developed cataracts at age 4, so we never had the opportunity to continue your lines, although the few children you did have, were successful in many areas. There is so much more I could write, about your other show wins, being part of the Responsible school program, but at the end of the day you were just a wonderful companion and mate, loved everyone, and never a bad word. (except to the mail man on his motor bike who you disliked until the end.)

RIP our beautiful boy, may you find plenty of tennis balls at Rainbow Bridge and no mailmen on motor bikes!
Forever loved by Mark, Jane, Nick, Tom and all at Camuka.


Chaleur High N Mighty

14/12/2003 - 2/10/2013


Oaklodge Juliana
" Ana"

  25.1.98 - 10.2002

Ana is behind all our current breeding stock, she was a delightful sweet natured girl, who did not like showing but was a wonderful brood bitch passing on her soundness & temperament to her kids. Her legacy lives on in her son Ch Camuka Monarch OfThe Glen.  Ana was placed in a home, to live out her retirement, but tragically after only 4 months, she escaped and was killed by a truck. I was broken hearted when I found out as she was only 4 and had so many years left in her life.

"If there is a heaven, it is certain 
 our dogs are to be there." 

"Their lives become so interwoven 
 with our own, it would take more 
 than an Archangel to 
 disentangle them."  

P. Brown 


Tamesis Chelsea

 Sire: Ch Ribbonwood Classic Ruler   Dam: Cheswood Honey Bird
30/10/1992 - 12/3/2006

The matriarch of Camuka and our 2nd Golden, Zoe went to rainbow bridge after a short illness, at age 13yrs 4mths. She was a tough old girl who was never sick a day in her life and despite having serious arthritis from age 7 she was stoic until the very end. We will all miss your woo woo greeting when we come home Zoe, and your eyes so full of wisdom, now gone to be reunited  with her mate Stroyka.


Zoe aged 13 yrs enjoying a bone.

We thought of you with love today but that is nothing new
We thought about you yesterday and days before that too,
We think of you in silence we often speak your name
All we have are memories and your picture in a frame
Your memory is our keepsake with which we'll never part
God has you in His keeping we have you in our hearts...

Camuka Peaches n Creme

Sire:  Ch Verduras Just Jasper Dam: Tamesis Chelsea
1994- 1/11/2010

Jasmin, started her life with us at Camuka, and was retired from the show ring as did not enjoy it. She went to live with the Stocks family and came back to us to have two lovely litters.
Jasmin passed away at the grand old age of fifteen & a half.

RIP Sweet Jassie


Camuka Caitlins Gold

1996 -  November 2011

Katie passed away at age 15, exactly to the day of her mum Jasmin who died in 2010.

Katie showed so much promise as a show girl, but poor hips, meant she was retired and spent 14 wonderful years with Linda, Leon & Nathan Himmelfarb.

Katie is now resting peacefully in her favorite spot our back garden. Her grave is covered with little white saxifrage plants and flowers, and I am currently making her a gravestone out of mosaic.
She spent hundreds of hours over her fifteen year life lying outside, nose in the air twitching at the various sounds and smells, her silky ears gently lifting in the breeze. Even after she lost her sight she would look up at the sky and blink contentedly. The birds that visit our garden were never afraid of her, they knew the gentleness of her nature.

Camuka Rhapsody In Blue
" Jolie"

18/11/02 -6/08/04

Our beautiful Jolie, recently left for rainbow bridge. I still find it very hard to accept her parting as she was only 20 months old, and nursing a single baby girl, when she suddenly became ill. A spinal tumor was diagnosed. It seems so unfair to lose such a promising girl, she was the baby of Camuka. Her memory now lives on in her daughter, Lolli.


" How small a part of time they share
   That are so wondrous sweet and fair! "

Edmund Waller. (1605-1687)


Leda Of Western Lodge

2/6/82- 1994

Emma was my first Golden, and it was her wonderful character that installed my love of Goldens. I showed her until she developed Pyometra, and was spayed. We also dabbled in some obedience. She became mum & dads dog when I went to university and then traveled over seas.



We thinks, admitted to that equal sky,
Our faithful dog shall bear us company" . . .

Alexander Pope (16881744)







A Living Love

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life
you will always remember....

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in   finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter---simple because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room---and when you feel it brush against you for the first time---it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other.  Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet---and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day---if your friend and God have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you--you will feel as long as a single star in the dark night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.

But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul---a bit smaller in size than your own--seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.

And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg---very very lightly.

And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay---you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart--As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when---along with the memory of your pet---and piercing through the heaviness in your heart---there will come a realization that belongs only to you.  It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love---like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets--it is a Love we will always possess

by: Martin Scot Kosins


Rainbowbridge -animated version


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