We have had to say a sad goodbye to our gentle lady, Tally, as old age finally caught up with her.

Although she didn't come to live with us until she was nearly 5, she quickly settled in and remained a treasured member of the family for 9 years. Sadly, she lost the only litter she had for us, although she had produced puppies before for her breeders Val and John Geddes. She was never a showgirl, but enjoyed all aspects of family life.

Hopefully she is now re-united with Shadow, who always loved her.

At the end of the Rain ........ comes The Rainbow Bridge

Our beautiful Shadow has crossed Rainbow Bridge to join his mum Skye and his 'auntie' Sasha. Our wonderful boy was given peace at the fantastic age of 14.5 years, after old age finally took its toll on him.

He was our first homebred dog to gain his Stud Book Number, and we had many happy show ring days with him. But his crowning glory was siring his one and only litter when he was nearly 8 years old. Through his lovely daughter Chelsea (now happily settled with a new family), we are lucky enough to have our gorgeous Carly.

Shadow charmed almost everyone he met - a true Collie gentleman with the 'impassive dignity' that the standard requires.

Run free Shadow - free from blindness and pain - free to chase squirrels forever.

The warning is over, the storm has passed

Our beautiful, much missed Sasha died with her dignity intact at the age of 12½ after suffering from CDRM for nearly a year. She was the absolute matriarch in the house, ruling everyone with just a look. Sadly the only litter she had was not really successful and in spite of repeated attempts, she never had any more pups. She did well at almost every show she attended, despite disliking the whole palaver, and was the first dog we owned to gain a Stud Book number.

The crystal has shattered, the spirit flies free.

Sky was our first blue merle bitch and the mother of our lovely Shadow. She did quite well in the showring, but it was in the whelping box that she really shone. She was never happier than playing with her pups, and continued to love all pups all her life. At the age of 11 she developed liver failure and we had to make the sad decision to give her rest. She died as she had lived, quietly, gently and with no fuss.

God bless, lovely lady