My story, faithful friend, happy companion – a dog.

My French Cousins – Mes Cousins Français

A little while ago I talked about Beloved having a birthday and the family getting together. It was great.

Now, Ajay, number two son is preparing to return to Indonesia and our family is scattered again. Being a Tibbie who likes his pack all together in one room this is sad to me.

I thought though that I would take the opportunity to introduce you to my extended family in France.

Ooh! La La!

And yes, I shall also pepper this introduction with the odd French word and be very pretentious.

Most of you have never heard about my French cousins. To be honest, I have never met my French cousins. And to be even more honest they are English cousins who have moved to France to live. Being a very truthful Tibbie I would not like to mislead you.

Boodle & Dunthorne as puppies with Shelfie

These are two West Highland White Terriers, a brother and sister who in the photographs look very alike to me. They are true Terriers and they are most certainly very white. Their names are Boodle and Dunthorne.

For those of you who do not know, and I have to confess to having been ignorant of this myself, Boodle & Dunthorne is a jewellery store in the United Kingdom. I gather it is quite a famous one and has been in existence since 1798, which, when you think about it is only ten years after Europeans migrants arrived here in Australia.

Their Beloved is Shelfie. Shelfie isn’t French either, her mother is German, her father was English and like Beloved she has lived all over the place. People have no sense of territory any more, it is very disturbing not to mention confusing.

Beloved’s beloved and Tony, Shelfie’s husband were brothers.

Tony was a brave man who was diagnosed with a horrible disease called Parkinson’s when he was quite young. Despite that, a few years ago he came over to visit us in Australia from England where they were then living and we had a fine old time.

I have to admit that we were sometimes very naughty with Tony. My joints were not quite so bad then and I could still run quite briskly, certainly enough to evade Beloved and her beloved!

Tony was warned not to open the front door because I had a tendency to run out and escape but one day he forgot and I seized the moment and led The Princess out on an adventure.

Beloved’s beloved drove home to see Tony on his motorised invalid scooter driving around the street trying to catch The Princess and I who were having a fine old game!

We were soon caught and went home but we’d had a lot of fun. Good old Tony! I hope he enjoyed it too.

He rather fell in love with Australia and if he hadn’t had Parkinson’s I think he might have quite enjoyed returning for a longer holiday, but instead when he went back to the United Kingdom he and Shelfie and my two English cousins went to live in France and Voila! now they are my French cousins because it has more of a ‘cachet’ to it!

Mignons – Oui?

Then Tony got sicker and sicker and life became too hard and miserable for him. When he died we were very sad about it. We have great memories of him and his braveness and when I think my arthritis is painful and sore I think of  Tony and realise how brave he was not to complain and I try not to complain either.

Shelfie, Boodle and Dunthorne remain in France and seem to be having many exciting adventures driving to England and staying with friends.

But being a Tibbie of great wisdom I know that they must be very sad and still miss Tony a great deal.

I know that in the last few years Shelfie had to look after Tony which was hard for her, but she was willing to do it because she loved him. It makes me grateful that I have Beloved who loves me and who will look after me when I am sick.

I know too that Tony loved Boodle and Dunthorne and that they gave him so much pleasure. When he couldn’t do very much he could watch them play and have fun in the garden and it would make him smile.

One day I hope that the clever people find a cure for things like Parkinson’s Disease so that families like Tony, Shelfie, Boodle and Dunthorne do not suffer through this horrible disease any more because as you know I am a Tibbie who likes to watch and one thing I have learnt from watching my French cousins and others in a similar situation is that everyone in the family is impacted through a serious illness.

I am sure that Boodle and Dunthorne still miss their Tony and would be happy to see him come through the door but Shelfie is keeping them busy and helping them through their grief.

‘En voyage’
Travelling to the UK in style and luxury

As you can see from the photographs, life for them is pretty similar to life for us in OZ except that we have less flowers on our beds! I think I would get on well with Auntie Shelfie and I think I might be able to get a sausage treat out of her!

Although I have never met them I feel a certain ‘esprit de corps’ when I see their pictures and read about their trips. I think that they should start a blog too because I’m sure they would have a great deal to say.

I’m guessing that the pink is Boodle and the blue is Dunthorne but I could be wrong!
Very chic guys

I would love to know how they are getting on with their French. Have they made a ‘faux pas’ since living in a foreign country?

Is Boodle a ‘femme fatale’ locally? And do they eat ‘haute cuisine’ all the time?

I have a lot of questions for them and wish we could meet them but I know that the trip to Australia from France for a dog would be just too difficult for a holiday so I will make do with the photographs.

So with the ‘mise on scène’ set, I will leave you with these images of my french cousins pampered lifestyle and I will go and find my big soft cushion bed and have my morning nap because it will be lunch before you know it and I must have a rest in order to prepare for chewing.

Au revoir and bonne journee.

Boodle & Dunthorne visiting Tony’s grave


25 responses

  1. What a nice post, Zac, so thoughtfully and warm – LOVE IT!!!:o))))

    August 20, 2012 at 4:42 pm

    • Thanks Easy. I’d been planning to write about my extended family in France for a while, but I happened to do it this week when Saturday is the anniversary of Tony’s death, so I think it was meant to be written now.

      August 20, 2012 at 5:40 pm

  2. Your cousins look very cute. It’s a shame you can’t meet them – you’d look great together! I think we’d all enjoy it if they had a blog.

    August 20, 2012 at 5:07 pm

    • I know, and being white they would fit in with the decor at home (which I know is important to Easy). However, even though they have little legs I suspect my arthritic joints wouldn’t keep up with them 🙂

      August 20, 2012 at 5:41 pm

  3. What a wonderful post – and a great testament to Tony. Your French cousins look tres chic. and are obviously very well-travelled. My Mum’s lived in quite a few countries, too, before ending up here in New Zealand (and thank goodness she did, otherwise she wouldn’t be my Mum!)

    Big WOOFS from Solo 🙂

    August 20, 2012 at 5:22 pm

    • Thanks Solo. Yes, they do look very chic don’t they? And true, wouldn’t be my Beloved unless she’d travelled and ended up in OZ!
      Good reminder when I worry about her restlessness 🙂

      August 20, 2012 at 5:42 pm

  4. How sad to hear about Tony – he was surrounded by very loving peeps and hounds. Wonder if you will manage to persuade your French cousins to start a blog – great way for you all to keep in touch and we can all find out more too!

    August 20, 2012 at 7:09 pm

    • It would be a good idea but they do seem pretty busy at the moment, they always read mine though so it was nice to feature them.

      August 20, 2012 at 8:31 pm

  5. What little cuties your cousins are!

    August 20, 2012 at 7:13 pm

  6. Aww that was lovely… Poor Tony though..scootering after youz 🙂 Those pups are gorgeous…I’m likes youz..I like my pack all togeffer..
    Have a great day
    Big hugs
    Mollie xx

    August 20, 2012 at 8:00 pm

    • We have great memories of Tony’s last visit. Wouldn’t it be great to lock all of our pack in one big room and never let them out – well, maybe a big room and a dog park. A big room with lots of beds, television and a sausage sizzle stand 🙂

      August 20, 2012 at 8:34 pm

      • That wood be fandaddiedozie..don’t forget Toy’s..Ohhhhh Sausssssageeees 🙂 xx00xx

        August 21, 2012 at 6:57 pm

        • Yep, being a Tibbie with a never-filled tummy, sausages (or any other food) will trump toys every day 🙂

          August 22, 2012 at 8:47 am

  7. Shelfie Clements

    Dearest Zac. Thank you so much for your lovely words. It is the perfect thing to read this week. All my love to you and your family and I am very much hoping to come and see you in Australia next year. I promise to bring ‘Saucisse’
    Shelfie, Boodle and Dunthorne

    August 20, 2012 at 8:38 pm

    • If you are going to come with ‘Saucisse’ couldn’t you make it next week Shelfie? 🙂
      And stay a long, long, long, long time….. 🙂

      August 20, 2012 at 8:45 pm

  8. This post and the one of the neighbor go to my list of favorite.

    August 20, 2012 at 9:19 pm

  9. That is so sad. It is so difficult and, as you say, the whole family is affected by terrible diseases like Parkinson’s. My condolences to everyone concerned.

    On a better note, the photos are great and your cousins look lovely. Such a pity you can’t get to meet them and play.

    August 21, 2012 at 12:44 am

    • I agree. I am sorry I can’t meet my cousins, I am sure they would benefit from my wisdom and they could also help me entertain The Princess who really needs someone without arthritis in order to play with her.
      If they did come to stay we would have to invest in some flowery beds though because they are obviously used to the shabby chic style! 🙂

      August 21, 2012 at 8:40 am

  10. That was a beautiful post, Zac. I am so sorry about Tony. Parkinson is a horrible disease 😦
    Have you ever thought about skyping with your French cousin?
    Plein de ronrons 😉

    August 23, 2012 at 3:21 pm

    • There’s an idea! Beloved can Skype so why can’t I? C’est une bonne idée – merci BOLIF (Bark out loud in French) 🙂

      August 23, 2012 at 4:13 pm

  11. What a beautiful tribute, to Tony. I’m glad your all doing fine now and the dogs look très bien 🙂

    August 26, 2012 at 5:49 pm

    • Thank you. He is missed but we have lots of fun memories.

      August 26, 2012 at 6:32 pm

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