Piotr Rudnicki
Pictures of my companions:
- At the start
- For life: my wife Anna
and two of our achievements, Mike and Nick:
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This was not so long ago:
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- For walking: rented from friends for walks.
- (Jasiek/Kuba)
One day (Feb 8, 2001), I dared to buy a dog in order to have my own
walking companion. Unfortunately, the home coalition of my wife (see
above) and the house cat (see below) have staged a battle against us
and they have won. We were kicked out of the house after only three
days; I was granted the right to return (just because the cat spoke
favorably for me), the dog was not. Fortunately, Andy and Ola, our neighbours, were
kind enough to take the dog and they have granted me visiting rights.
His name is Kuba and he makes a great walking companion but in this picture we are caught in an
intimate situation. Kuba is a Weimaraner puppy (Feb 2001).
Some more pictures,
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- Bounce, a mutt with
personality of an aristocrat and table manners of a pig. For some
reason, God missed growing legs on this animal. I call him Mosiek, he
is clumsy but very social and loyal. Mosiek and Tuff can play for
hours. Mosiek has moved away and I do not see him anymore.
- Tuff, a boxer, he is some
character. He is owned by our neighbour, a veterinarian, who is
jealous of the dog and hardly ever gives me the dog for a walk i.e.,
only when Tuff is "full" and he is too busy to go for a walk. Tuff,
at age of almost 13, was put to sleep by his owner in January 2010.
He was barely able to walk.
- Oliver, a boxer, favourite of my wife. Unfortunately,
Oliver has torn some ligaments, had a surgery and cannot go for
longer walks.
Oliver was put to sleep in 2008. He could not walk anymore.
- Charlie, a
Chesapeake/Labrador cross. My first rented dog. Charlie
died in October 2004 at the age of 9.
- For napping:
- Others:
This little cat was ready for
adoption but he still neded some paternal
attention, really (July 2005).
- While in St. Petersburg, Russia, in June 2006 I had a photo op
with a creature I would love to have as a pet provided it does
not grow up. Winniepooha was
then almost three months old.
- A dream for the future.