I wanted to put down Georgie,s story.
I first went to the breeder with chance to find a play mate. Chance was fussy and chose Georgie, he had one blue and one brown eye.To see them together it was like they new each other from another life so I took home georgie.
Georgie was nick named dog bot because in england ther is a advert that features a robot dog who gets into all sorts of pickles(quite stupid really) but oh so sweet. That was Georgie not very bright but oh so sweet. I loved him for it. Chance took him under his paw(wing) and showed him the way.
Georgie also would love to kiss just anyone snuggle and play. He adored company and was his silliest and everyone loved him.
Georgie used to quack and not bark which was oh so darned cute.
My granchildren would argue over who would cuddle him first and longest and he took this all in his stride. He used to love laying across my chest with little kisses thrown in and there he would sleep until I became numb and had to move.
Chance and Georgie also would curl up in a ball together which was so sweet. I called him my lover as he would always loved to be loved. He would follow me around like my shadow with Chance following keeping an eye on him and keeping Georgie out of trouble. He would get tangled in my washing which was funny to see with Chance pulling at the washing to help him get out. He would try to carry things that was far to big for him and quite often tumble but did he learn no he went right back to it and if he did manage to move what ever, he would sit and quack at me proudly Chance would lay down by him as if to say Oh Georgie.
Georgie made me laugh constantly with his antics but would always answer my commands.
I could go on and on .
Georgie my darling boy I miss you oh so much but play happily over the rainbow until mummy comes for you.
Mummy Chance and Harley
R.I.P my Georgie