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Celebrating the big red dawg, my Model T

I remember the day we met Timber. He was 13 months old and having a crazy good time at the kennel where he was boarding.

Borzoi running along fence line
The very first time we ever met Timber

Basically, he wanted nothing, NOTHING to do with us. But we still fell in love with him. He hated walking on leash and riding in the car was shear torture because he got so car sick. And still, there was something about him that we fell head over heals in love with.

My first award winning photo, My Model T

Timber took my photography to a whole new level. Timber was drop dead gorgeous. He had long lushious locks of red hair and that boy was born to be in front of a camera. Nearly everything I learned about pet photography, I learned from him.

He loved to model on the beach

Early on he got really sick and we spent two months feeding him with an esophageal feeding tube. He was so patient while Karen and I figured out a manageable system. Karen spent his entire life with us cooking him special meals every day.

He spent massive amounts of quality time with our vet and even at the very end he loved her. She could poke, prod, pull and push and he seemed to understand why she did what she did. He also had his favorite vet techs, and didn’t take kindly to substitutions.

The cherry tree out front

He had his dark side that we learned to adapt to. More than once he went after a greyhound and oddly enough, within days, we would come home from the vet with a cancer diagnosis for the greyhound Timber had been less than kind to.

Sunrise at the beach

Timber knew when it was coffee time and he loved his coffee breaks. He would bolt out the door, run down the pathway, and turn around and bark at us. Coffee happens in the barn in the morning and after work. He was always in a hurry to relax in the barn.

I think I loved watching Timber the most at coffee time

We feed the wild birds outside of the barn and Timber loved to watch the pigeons and the squirrels. He’d watch for the longest time until he just couldn’t stand it anymore and he would bolt out of the barn with his ears and tail held high as he chased them away. He always came back to the barn, so satisfied with himself.

Timber loved people, but most of all he loved, loved, loved little kids. I can’t even begin to count the squeals of delight we heard when he would go up to meet children. He’d stick his long cold nose right up to them and the kids always seemed to know to honor his space and pet him gently.

Walkies, every day

The evening walkies were something never to be missed… and if we got behind in the evening, he had no problems urging us to take him for his walk.

Timber was our gateway drug to borzoi. He was the first, a few years later his brother Zip joined our family and after that, we brought home Sage and Glory. He was so, so happy to have Zip here. They were buds, they were besties.

Our first walk after Zip joined us

Timber loved Karen with all of his heart. When it was time for her to come home from work, he would put his front feet on the chair by the kitchen window to watch and wait. Karen was his human and together they had a very impressive mutual admiration society.

Everyday forever, we had to do the walkies

Our hearts shattered into a million pieces when his body was just done. We knew it was time when he no longer wanted his hand cooked meals, or the Stella & Chewys we bought by the case that he snacked on when we went out for coffee, or when his walkie only lasted to the end of the driveway.

Gold Beach, Oregon • Timber and Zippy

Oh, Big Red Dawg. Thank you so much for the love and the laughter and all of the memories we have with you. The joy you brought to our world is immeasurable and we miss you more than I ever thought possible.

My Model T

Until we meet again Big Red Dawg, aka Timber, just know we hold you close to hearts and treasure the memories we shared.

The Big Red Dawg, My Model T, Timber

October 23, 2010-August 14, 2021

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  • Janice SmithSeptember 8, 2021 - 8:03 pm

    I am so sorry for your loss.  You are both amazing parents!   He can run with Cooder?ReplyCancel

  • NetteSeptember 8, 2021 - 8:30 pm

    Thank you for sharing your beautiful story of Timber. ReplyCancel

  • SharonSeptember 8, 2021 - 8:51 pm

    These are beautiful, stuning pictures of a dog who was so obviously very loved.  I am so sorry for your loss.ReplyCancel

  • RhondaSeptember 8, 2021 - 9:10 pm

    Such a beautiful tribute to a beautiful boy. I’m so sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing his story and your incredible photos.  ??ReplyCancel

  • Krystal KraigSeptember 8, 2021 - 9:47 pm

    Sending you both a big hug.  ReplyCancel

  • Andrea SkillmanSeptember 8, 2021 - 10:28 pm

    Godspeed, Timber. You brought lots of joy to the world and you will be missed.  Wishes of comfort to your humans and canines left behind. ReplyCancel

  • Lori ColeSeptember 9, 2021 - 10:32 am

    Beautiful boy.ReplyCancel

  • Susan CareySeptember 9, 2021 - 7:32 pm

    I fell in love with Timber through your photos.  Thanks for sharing him in this way.  I am so sorry his time has come and gone.ReplyCancel

  • Kate HagerSeptember 12, 2021 - 4:41 am

    I’m so sorry, Terri. What a gorgeous boy!ReplyCancel

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