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Before I give you my contact details, I wanted to tell you about this photo. This is my English Setter whose name is Hobson when he was 6 weeks old. Hobson is the great-grandson of Bandit. I rescued Bandit from the Gold Coast dog pound in 1995. The circumstances of how I found Bandit were extraordinary. When Bandit died in December 2000 I became very good friends with the lady who bred Bandit's father, whose name was William.
Hobson was born 3 weeks before Beau was stolen. I was not planning on buying a puppy at the time. When Jean phoned me to say a litter of English Setter puppies was being born soon, this was a complete surprise. Because Hobson was related to Bandit, I knew in my heart that a puppy was meant to come to me.
At the time Jessie was 12 years old. Jessie wanted to play with Beau because she loved him so much but she was born with severe hip displaysia. She was not physically able to run very far and Beau accidentally knocked Jessie over because he was young and strong. At the time I thought Hobson would give Jessie a break and be a young brother for Beau with whom to share his adventures. I did not realise how important Hobson was going to be for Jessie and for me.
I purchased Hobson, sight unseen at 3 days old, because intuitively I felt in my heart Hobson was meant to come to us and because I had so much respect for Jean, his breeder.
I said to Jessie ....
"You and I will grow old together and we will watch over our young boys as they grow up."
.... Unfortunately, this did not happen. Our life became a nightmare instead.
Humans who steal dogs (all animals) who are beloved family members do not care about the trauma and grief they cause and they do not care that they are committing a criminal offence because they know they can get away with it. It is long overdue that something is not being done to stop this criminal and cruel behaviour. It is a proven fact that what humans do to dogs (all animals), they also do to other humans, particularly the innocent and the defenceless.
It was very wise for me to trust my intuition because I really do not know how Jessie and I would have coped without the arrival of young Hobson.
Hobson travelled up to us all the way from Tasmania in a Dogtainers cardboard box when he was only 8 weeks old. I was criticised by one woman who visited my website about this. However, as you can see, Hobson was a very healthy puppy. His breeder would not normally transport a puppy of this age, but she did this because Hobson was so healthy, and to help Jessie and me because of our great distress for Beau.
Soon after his arrival, Hobson decided his place in the car was sitting on the console beside his mum. Even though he was so young, he still sensed my distress, and also the distress of Jessie, no matter how hard we tried to hide this from him.
Hobson still sits on the console beside me in the car even though he is now almost 5 years old and he weighs 35 kg.
Hobson knows all about his brother, Beau because we have been searching for Beau for most of Hobson's life.
Hobson and I were coming back from the garbage dump the other day and the tears started to stream down my face because I was thinking about Beau. I said to Hobson:
"I carry a very deep sadness in my heart for Beau, and no matter how hard I try for you, because I love you so very much, this terrible pain in my heart for Beau just won't go away".
Hobson looked at me and then he held his head very low against his chest for a little while. Then, he turned and pressed his head against my heart. I put my arm around Hobson and I cried so hard, and I know Hobson was crying with me. We love each other so much and we both love Beau so much.
This photo of Jessie, Hobson and me was taken at the Tweed Heads council dog pound on Christmas Day in 2003. It was a very hot day. We had been unable to find Beau so to do something positive on Christmas Day we went to the dog pound to save the life of a dog on death row.
Friends of the Pound have been a wonderful support in my search for Beau since 1 July 2003.
Jessie has died without seeing Beau again.
Bonnie has died without seeing Beau again. Bonnie was a beautiful Arabian/Percheron horse.
Khomet, the last of the family Beau knew, died on 13 April 2008. Never again will Beau be able to come for walks with Khomet and me. Khomet was a beautiful Arabian horse. He was a very healthy horse and he died long before his time. I have been inconsolable since Khomet's sudden death.
Whoever stole Beau and whoever has knowledge of this or knows where Beau is now, are responsible for a great deal of sadness and trauma . They have deprived Beau, his family and me of almost 5 years of his life. We have all missed Beau so much, and we will always miss him. I know Beau will still be missing us too.
Please help Beau come back home so that he can be with me, his mum, and his brother, Hobson, where he belongs and where we wants to be.
My contact details are :
My home phone number is 07-55337743.
My mobile number is 0427 951 888.
Or email me on susan@findingbeau.com
