Cindy left us on Easter Sunday after sixteen years. We got her in 2006 when she was a puppy of eight or nine weeks. She was born at Brady’s Lake, a small community in central Tasmania. A workmate of mine knew the people who owned Cindy’s mum and that she had recently had a litter of puppies. Cindy’s mother was a corgi/staffy cross and dad was a black Labrador. She was the only cream coloured puppy in the litter, all the others were black
She adored David and loved their car rides to the local dog park at Port Huon. David used to let her run around off leash for a few minutes, then she would usually demand that he throw her ball for her. When she’d had enough of that she’d go and jump into the river to cool off, usually losing the tennis ball. Cindy went through a lot of tennis balls because she generally chomped on them and broke them after a couple of minutes of play. She didn’t care though. If they could be thrown, she’d chase them. We had a Holden station wagon when we first had Cindy and she would come running back from the water and take a flying leap onto the open back of it. Later, when we bought another car, she continued to do that same thing altering her run up to suit the smaller car. She could jump high too. I loved to watch Cindy jump.
After David passed away, I’d exercise Cindy by throwing the ball in the back garden. She only stopped playing ball when arthritis started to trouble her.
Cindy surprised us again in 2013 when we found Polly. She immediately took to her and became Polly’s best friend. I often felt that Polly liked Cindy more than she liked me but that was OK. Apart from a spell of a few months around 2018 when they fell out over something Cindy and Polly remained best friends. It was always funny to watch them playing together because of the difference in sizes. Cindy was always gentle with Polly though.
I think that Cindy missed David a lot after he went to hospital. She never liked it when he went out even if I was at home. I’m sure she imagined that he was at the park chucking balls around without her. In her later years she used to get very anxious if I had to leave her at home, especially after the 2019 bushfires. I think that time away from home unsettled her and she never really got over it. Moving house was a big change for her too. She liked the beach but to my surprise she was never interested in swimming in the sea.
I like to think that Cindy is with David now running in the park and chasing balls. Here are some favourite photos.