Lil Bow Wow Dog Walking Services

07/04/2026

"Sometimes the smallest things, take up the most room in your heart"

Its been over a week since you left the hundred acre wood.
And although I felt it, my mind doesnt want to believe it.
Our real life "Winnie" The Pooh,
Straight out of a children's story book, into a non fictional world.
The fairy tale now a reality.

A chunky, cuddly bear, smothered in honey comb coloured sweetness.
Her kindness, captivating audiences.
Her loyalty, a well written script.
A heart made from pure innocence.
And just like Pooh himself, a hunger for the tastiest pot of gold.
You were the queen of treats.

You joined the pack not only a senior, but a narrator.
Creating story lines along the way.
And at the time, "we didn't realize we were making memories, we just knew we were having fun"
Those friendships quickly morphed into characters.
Piglet and the whole gang where there.
I felt like Christopher Robin.
Hoping those pages would never end.

But after years of exploring the forest, a comfy couch made for a better read.
Deciding that "what I like best, is just doing nothing".
What great advice indeed.
Your sassy little self made sure not to be forgotten.
Yelling hello to all your old pals when we came a calling.
Excited to hear the yarns.
And just maybe " what could be more important than a little something to eat".

But now your den is empty, this chapter has taken a twist.
Youve left us with your silence, in need of a new quest.
Youve found the mother load of decadence,
beyond the rainbows end.
And there you'll celebrate your sweet 16th.
With new, and past.friends.
Filling in your memoir as you stroll along.
Knowing that.

"If there ever comes a day we can't be together, keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever".
RIL my precious little bear.
The magical honey pot awaits.
💖🐻🌈🍯

Thank you Douglas family for letting this sweetheart be part of my world.
I will always cherish, and forever miss,
this beautiful girl ###x

16/02/2026

"I knew you for a while, but I've loved you for a lifetime".
Sweet Moose, our dear old soul.
At 15 years and beyond, you came from humble beginnings,
A life never valued, one of great sadness.
A stocky wee Sherman tank, built with loyalty, armed in cuteness.
Fueled by love.

When i met you and your fur sister 7 years ago.
You both quickly filled space.
Your eyes hiding many secrets, but your smiles lighting up an already sunny day.
You were quick to greet me with a warm and excited embrace.
A moment in time, that has been played on repeat since.

Like a bull in suburbia, you were in charge of your herd.
Your loud bellows from the doorway, signifying to the group.
"The treats have arrived, the threat is no more"
Our little Staffy savior, always protecting his world.
You had magical charm wrapped in a cloak of fur.
A Harry Potter of sorts, scar included.
Out witting any opponents on our treasured walks.
By keeping streets safe with the flick of your tiny paws.
Pockets were well guarded, the crown jewels always under watch.
Only the best security could handle such a taste testing task.
You were boss dog, being Chauffeured was your thing.
The bearer of many lives, now finally a king.

As age comes to us all, you stayed robust in your defense.
You showed no weakness, until the very end.
Your happy smoochey face glowing in delight, a force to be reckoned with.....
A mama's boy.
Cuddler by night.

But as the week moved on, everything's a miss.
The boundary has been compromised, the babies seem aloof.
Your front steps are too quiet, a silence i find hard to hear.
A lonely figure now comes to meet me, shes lost all that spark and flair.
You've found the road less traveled, one with the beautiful bridge.
But left us with your teachings.
That loving with all your heart, and forgiveness, are the secrets hidden within.

Go well, our brave little steed.
A new quest awaits.
🫎🐕🌈💖

Thankyou Keryn for letting me be part of the fury, feathered pack. Allowing me that time to say goodbye to his handsomeness meant the world. I'm so grateful to you ###
Forever loved our beautiful old man.

31/08/2025

I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying
I love you
I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Ooh, yes

They say.
"You'll never get the same animal twice"
This is Cannon, he was, and will always be his own dog.

I sit here quietly reflecting, on those that have left us.
The ones who could not be saved.
I see your chair. Vacant.....where are you?
You haven't come for a butt scratch.
Where's your happy goobery smile?
A stark reminder washes over me.
You are now another statistic.
My coffee buddy is no more.
The little furys in disbelief, their dishes are now poised.
Where's the morning madness?
They are looking for you, where have you gone?
Little Raven softly nuzzling your blankie, as if not to wake you.
The only thing left of you to cuddle, the first of many sleeps now.

If a 'Wonderful World' was a movie, you would be the star.
A 9 yr old Forest Gump with fluff, simple yet kind.
Your whole life was a box of chocolates, ingredients only you possessed.
Like flavors of a rainbow, each one sweeter than the next.
You were happy go lucky, tail -waggy, everybody's friend.
The 'armpit dog' a humanoid and everything in between.

Diffiance covered in fairy dust, when adventures were to be had.
A 4 legged William Wallace yelling FREEDOM!
At the click of an unleashed lead.
A lassie love story, a my little pony episode.
No malice, just harmless fun.
You're placid demeanor, you're Good Boy persona, heavily sprinkled with love.
Your handsomeness, glistening coat, those velvety ears made of silk.
A Tom Cruise in 'Top Dog', every girls mad crush.

As I replay those pictures in my head, I realise how short your film was.
Im imagining you're up there now, preparing to make a sequel.
You've strayed to far away from me, the colour's have all dulled.
The sun fails to warm your bed.
The weather's now icy cold.
I hope you've found that lush spring meadow, the one filled with all the daffodils.
And all your friends are waiting there.
Ready for the action.🎬

Run free Cannon shenanigans.
Forever our beautiful boy.
💖🌷🦋🌈🐕

23/04/2025

So I've been wanting to rant for a looong time now, how us humans are entitled, demanding, and quite frankly annoying.
Confirming my reasons for leaving the People World, and be where I feel grounded and content.

Now I love my customers, they are another special part of what I do, they are my fury friends guardian's.
The ones who keep this all going.
Many I've known since the beginning.
A privilege really.
Some becoming my on hand Councilors, allowing me to remain upbeat for the pooches, and stop my little moron self from dropping a nuke on here.
And I thank them deeply 🫶

But it just seems to be those few, sadly newer and potential clients, that think somehow I'm the hired help, the local Uber, the one who really has nothing else to do.
The muck arounds, the last minutes.
The local goss, thinking, what your neighbors are doing is somehow my business.
I mean walking dogs can't be a real job.....right?
Other establishments that think I'd believe you need your dog walked.....seriously.
It's really up to you to sort your own pricing.
But the most annoying, would have to be the ghosting.
Hey if your not keen just say.
This whole scenario, doesn't just affect me, it's the four legged who miss out.
And the only battle I should be loosing against, is the weather.

You know I get it.
Life's forever changing, and I do too have things I can't avoid.
But I try to be there for them, I'm entrusted to them.
I've given up alot to do this for them.
My own animals, children, family and health have become second to them.
Every loss and bereavement I've pushed past for them.
I have kept prices down, regardless of the struggle for them.
I happily give up weekends, holidays and everything in between for them.
So when you rain on my parade, it turns enthusiasm into.......just another job.
Somewhere I don't want to be.

This is not what I envisioned '25' to look like, I had hopes of new adventures, with my pals.
I've already had yet another loss in my fury kingdom in the last month, and sadly another one to come.
And so with that, I'm closing the books to newbies.
I will be giving my boy Cannon extra love.
As his sisters who passed before him didn't get all that they deserved.
I will no longer appease mankind, while ignoring what truly matters to me.

Them.

22/06/2024

I love my job, I really do.
But knowing that one day I'll have to say goodbye, always fills me with dread.

My sweet Willow, why did time pass so quickly.
Why do animals with such big hearts never live forever.......they really should.

When I was asked to take you on all those years ago, I didn't know then if it would be for a good time or a long time.
But it became both, and I've loved every second we spent together.

You were such a strong and vibrant girl, taking me by the paw and showing me, "this is how I like my walks"
You had pizzazz and a flare for anything sniffy.
We made a pact early on, that if the Olympics ever included a smelling marathon, you would win first place.

You were never a "doggy dog" but instead your favourite hoomans were all you needed to thrive.
So my amazement that you were able to let your guard down and find that one special friend, (a handsome young buck indeed) was the most magical feeling in the world.

I loved so much, that you were never apologetic for who you were.
A true rescue with a tough exterior, but a loving heart that would melt many.
You aged with grace and charisma.
Your cute teddy ears never lost their shape, your shinny brown eyes never dimmed.
And although your body grew weary.
You remained perfectly you.

At nearly 15yrs young, while knowing you were ready to retire, being able to remain part of your life, was pure joy.
Il forever miss your big welcoming bark, saying "hurry up we've got places to be you and me"
your beautiful smile, showing me that regardless of how far we could now go, just being together was all worth it.
And having that one special friend is all we ever need to feel fulfilled.

Rest easy sweet Willow.
Your exciting new race awaits you.
🐕🌈🏆💖

Tina, Keven, Joan and LC, my heart breaks for you and your precious girl..
Thank you for giving us that extra special time together,
I'm so grateful for the wonderful memories.
I'll cherish them always ###

04/02/2024

Yesterday we lost another cherished senior.
The sweetest real life teddy bear one could imagine......our handsome Oliver.
Being heartbroken 💔 is an understatement,
How can this larger than life, animated character be gone.
Friday marked exactly 7 months since we took our very first stroll together, and unbeknownst to us, Saturday would be our last walk to the park.........
Your last walk here on earth.

You were this sprightly near 14 yr old.
A puppy trapped in and old dogs body.
The only one in history with 9 lives and an evel Kneivel attitude ( which on occasions gave us humans many mini strokes)
Everything you did was BIG, somehow fitting it all in that cute, compact exterior.

The Meer thought that I would need to wrap, this little one eyed, nearly deaf bundle of goodness in cotton wool....destined to a quiet wander around the block with only our bestie Iggy in tow.
Couldn't be more wrong.
You had a zest for life, and a hunger for treats.
You thrived on adventures....
Meeting and greeting was your thing, and the dog park quickly became your happy place.

You may not have been able to run marathons, but you so enjoyed plodding around with your friends, and having that powerhouse of a nose guiding you every which way.
A ride in the car was always a bonus, if there was a stray treat to be found, it was Ollie's for the taking.

We know tomorrow is never promised.
But turning up now and not seeing your bright charismatic smile or excitable leaps, will be a hard pill to swallow.
If only we had one more day.

While you'll forever remain in our hearts and thoughts,
You've earned those wings.
You can now Fly High sweet Ollie 💖🌈

Thank you Jackie, Iggy and family for letting us have that time.
if only for a while, I was blessed to be one of his people.
My deepest condolences to all of you ###

12/02/2023

Please keep your animals safe too.

20/11/2022

This has been a hard post to write.
Not because I loved her any less, but simply because I’m gutted.
The weather reflecting just how I feel…….

On Wednesday we had to kiss our beautiful Zephyr goodbye and help her over the rainbow bridge.
And I’m gutted.
For her fury friends not having a last hurrah.
Our poor Cannon who has now lost 2 sisters.
Both of which he adored.
For us.
But most of all for Zeph.

It’s only been 4 yrs since we met this sweet shy girl,
Quietly observant……most probably thinking
“what kind of circus is this”
You were in need of a new place to call home, and Cannon in need of a new bestie.
It couldn’t have worked out any better.
You came for the weekend and never left.
That’s how perfect you were.

There was an independence about you, a no fuss happy go lucky vibe.
True to your Lab nature, ball obsessed, water mad,
Crazy eyes included.
A clever wee poppet, with just a sprinkle of cunningness.
Rolling your ball under the gate for a passerby to play fetch……worked every time.
Or leading Cannon a stray, and coming back with the biggest smile…..knowing he’s not that smart.
Man you made me laugh.
The ability to get along with all species, had everyone eating out of your paw.
You quickly rose to ’Top Dog’ amongst your peers, and gained a higher respect only few achieve.

Then just like that our bright eyed girl is gone, leaving behind this deafening silence.
Your bed lies empty, your toys remain still.
No “Welcome Home!” or pig snort in disgust.
These little things we’ll cherish.
Knowing how hard you fought these few months, and braving everything that was thrown your way.
This isn’t how it should end, and for that I’m gutted.
I’m truely sorry.
But I’m also thankful, for being part of your journey.
On this crazy roller coaster we call life.

Sleep well sweet Zeph, new adventures await you
😪🌈🐕💔

09/09/2022

RIP Queen Elizabeth.
Lover of Corgis and Horses 😢

25/08/2022

To all our Rescues out there,
thank you for everything you do for these precious souls 💔❤️‍🩹💖

“To love a rescuer you must love all of her. You must love the scars covering her body from panicked and hurt animals she was trying to help. You must love her fractured heart, that has been broken so many times she no longer even takes the time to mend the pieces.

To love a rescuer, you must embrace her grit and determination, and know that although she fights a war she can never win, she can and does win a few battles. You must love the tears she will shed over those she lost. You must give her comfort that she refuses to accept, as she blames herself for things she could have never foreseen.

To love a rescuer you must acknowledge the rage she feels towards the world at times, and know that anger is driven by a love of life too few have. You must give her space and room to cry and mourn for the losses that others have caused out of carelessness or cruelty.

To love a rescuer you must understand her passion to heal and save is a calling, not a choice. You must accept that to save animals is part of her soul and without that she could never be happy.

To love a rescuer you must be patient. You must accept her work comes first. She will forgo sleep, forgo food, forgo her life for animals in need. She will work tirelessly until her body and mind fail her completely and she cannot go on.

To Love a rescuer, you must be strong. You must not be threatened by her focus and love of animals. You must accept that the things you love about her, the strength and convictions and loyalty are also what drives her sense of duty to animals in need; you cannot have one without the other.

To love a rescuer you must never ask her to choose, because she will, and it will not be you. “

Thank you to whomever wrote this.

Author Unknown

22/05/2022

So the clan and I had to say “Catch ya later” to these handsome jokers 😍😢

They’ve been road tripping like rock ⭐️⭐️ ready to show the world (South Island) ”How To Dog” Enzo and a Loki style.
With tongues out, they’ll be coming to a park near you, in true boy fashion.
These two play hard and love even harder, like brothers from another mother their bond is one of a kind.
Enzo with those big brown regal 👁👁 and charismatic smile, had me mesmerised in minutes.
And Loki with that cute 🐶 face and young at heart mannerism , he was lying in my lap Literally!

These special fur kids know where it’s at, and I’ve been lucky enough to be part of “Their Club” for quite some time.
Oh the antics, zoomies, good old rough and tumble, tug of war with a twist🌴
Water, mud, grass, even a dog lead or a cow pat could be utilised with some pupper ingenuity.
There’s nothing these boys wouldn’t do for fun, and that includes small spaces!

But now your off, exploring new places and smells, (maybe making a ⛄️ or two) taking your ‘know how’ with you.
Keep smiling Enzo…….you make a dull day bright.
And don’t ever grow up Loki…….you are the god of mischief after all.
Thanks for the fun, laughs and loves.
You hard case characters will be missed BIG time 🥰🥰###x