Never been a lover of Boxers  - you know all that dribbling etc – until I met Henry.

This lovely old boy of 13 years old -which is very old for a Boxer, [usually their life expectancy is 10] came for the first time 3 years ago for boarding. What a gentleman! Took everything in his stride, was super obedient, & would even pee on command! At times very funny when he would dance round the kitchen like a 2 year old for his bedtime Taxi biscuit.

He was also the only large dog that my boy Barney would ever let sit next him, and even Barney at 10 was always very respectful towards him. Henry welcomed any size dog into his living space and would give me that look as does Barney as if to say ‘Oh no not more children’! Even Roxy, a crazy somewhat aggressive Jack Russell, here for six months, would lie every night and wash his ears and


zCouldn't find a bigger bed !




Ben first came to me 2 years ago after his babysitter Danni left Cyprus

Ben had always traveled with his owners Tony & Angie back and forth from UK to Cyprus but as he approached his mature years felt it was too much to put him through.


He loved the sun and would spend hours outside soaking up the heat.

He loved all the little dogs that came to BMM and would look after them if they were fortunate to be boarded with him

He wasn’t keen on Barney my own Saluki but I think it was a ‘boy’ thing as they would have little ‘spats’ through the gate! There was still life in the old dog!!!

He had, like so many others, an internal alarm clock and at 5pm every day he would stand and bark until you gave him his dinner – and eat everyone else’s if he was given half a chance!!

Angie & Tony spent a fortune on different things to relieve all his medical problems but there came a time when nothing really worked.

Just before Xmas 2010 he seemed to grow worse not really enjoying his walks as his legs would buckle but he would still soldier on.

It came to a point that his quality of life was not good and Tony and Angie made the agonizing decision to end his suffering.

The vet in Polis, came to their house, and with great respect laid him to rest.

What a sad day for everyone – He will always hold a special place in my heart as he was one of the first dogs that were boarded with me

I do believe there is a place for them all after life and it is called the ‘Rainbow Bridge’ This is a poem by an anonymous author that gives us hope that one day we will see our treasured friends again.



The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals that had been ill and old are restored to health and vigour. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

    Author unknown...