Duffy and Darby were born in South Dakota: Their breeder Cindy Hubers: His/her Dam DA-PA-KLI Twinkle and Sire DA-PA-KLI Willie Wee. Duffy arrived at SFO on Thursday June 26, 2003 where Brian and I picked him up from the air freight terminal. Darby arrived at LAX on Wednesday July 12, 2005 again air freight. Sadly we lost our dear sweet Darby girl Sunday January 14, 2018. Just 15 short months after Duffy left. It's very quiet in the Robinson home. In time, I'll write you all a story for Darby girl, our million dollar baby! Till then, rest well baby girl. Run free and play again with your brother. God keep you both safe until we play again.|
DUFFY BOYS STORY
He was so small and so scared when we saw him. I opened the cage and he walked right into my hand. That was all it took for our bond to be formed. On the way home, Duffy rode in my lap and we talked and talked. I had parked my car at the Pleasanton BART station that day and got in my car to drive home. When Brian put Duffy back in his crate he went crazy biting the bars of the crate and howling! Brian referred to him as the Tasmanian devil and wondered what have we gotten ourselves into! 2 days after Duffy came home he was at a Robinson family event. There are always a lot of people at our family gatherings and always tons of children! That day Duffy was the target of great attention and affection. Duffy was very good with kids. He would let the kids pet him, hit him, pull his fur and all the time he just sat and smiled. I know that day is where he learned to love children as much as they loved him.
He loved the house in Livermore its where he learned to play fetch. We played upstairs on the long hallway for hours, he just never got tired. We worked hard to get him to understand the basic commands: Sit, Stay, Down, Heel. But it was clear to us that he understood more than commands, he truly did understand ENGLISH! We took walks daily to "Duffyboys Park", so dub because he walked that park as if it was his! There was one night in Livermore we were having a thunder and lightning storm. Brian had let Duffy out to go potty when a loud crack of thunder erupted! Duffy got so scared, he ran back to the door peeing all the way! Brian laughed so hard and it's one of his best memories of his little boy.
Duffy got to spend his first Christmas in Lake Tahoe. He was with his Uncle Mario and 2 other fur babies. He loved sitting by the fireplace but most of all he loved playing in the snow. He would go outside and dig tunnels in the show and be covered in snowballs! We would put him in the 'indoor pool' to melt the snowballs off him! I'm sure he thought every Christmas there would be snow, but that was the only time he got to encounter so much at one time.
A tradition we started in Livermore, Easter 2004 was the 'annual Easter egg hunt'. We would place dog treats into plastic Easter eggs and hide them around the backyard. Duffy would run out find the egg, and crack it open to get his treat! That tradition is still in place today. For his first birthday Duffy got a fresh baked (vanilla) cupcake with a candle in it. He couldn't blow out the candle but he did know how to enjoy his cake and eat it too! As a puppy, I would dress him up in just about anything! Brian has given me a 'gangster of love' bear. I took the clothes off the bear and put them on Duffy -- he stood for that long enough to take a picture. Too cute for words. He also let me dress him as a leprechaun for St Patrick's day, a rabbit for Easter. He tolerated my dressing him up because he loved me so much.
We moved to the San Fernando Valley in 2005 where he enjoyed 5 wonderful years chasing anyone who tried to swim in the pool! He didn't like to get wet, but he loved being in the pool, on his boggy board being dragged around by the board leash. Brian would have to sneak out at night to swim because Duffy would race around the pool and bark at him. He was just doing his job trying to protect Brian from the water. He didn't take too kindly to his sister Darby when she arrived July 12, 2005 but over time he learned to love her as he loved us. In March 2008 Duffy & Darby participated in the Mute for Life 3K walk, he was in training for months and completed the 3K in record time. He loved the great outdoors whether we were at the beach (moms favorite place) or the mountains (dads favorite place) if he was with us he was happy. Duffy was part of a large Westie Family in LA: His Uncle Mario was the first from the breeder. He was related to Duffy's Sire. Then came Duffy. Our friend Patrick, who introduced us to the Breeder, loved Duffy so much he got a second dog Tony who was Duffy's brother (same Dam & same Sire) when we moved to LA in 2005 we got the 4th sibling of the group Darby. She and Duffy share the same Dam. There was a family of 4 for many years. Duffy pulled me through my first open heart surgery. When I came home from the hospital he never left my side. He sat with me, ate with me, slept with me. Brian was my care taker but Duffy was my caregiver. I'm sure if they would have let him, he would have stayed in the hospital with me.
Rest in peace son.