Help to Fiji Street dogs by The Flicka Foundation: Introducing Flickas "sisters"

Since Flicka's sisters will be mentioned rather often as well I may as well introduce them.

Kiss, about 9 years old, came to us about 1 year ago. She originated on a rental agreement, when she was about 2 years of age. Sort of came with the exterior with an Australian friends rental. He travelled a lot between Fiji and Australia but Kiss lived in his house on second floor and adored him. She was mostly outside at all times, apart from during thunderstorms. After 5 years he had to move back to Australia and upon my question: What about Kiss? he had no idea what to do.

It took me only a second to say I'll take her. He was pleased about that and he knows she got the absolute best of homes. He still come and vist 1-2 times a year and stay at our place. She say hello to him but knows he will leave again.

Kiss was devastated about leaving her old home and owner, especially since she had never been anywhere else less in a car. It was awful to see her looking back at him. Guilt! Nowadays we can hardly get her out of the car.

She had never seen the ocean. We live right next to it.

I took Flicka to the beach very often and Kiss had to go as well. I let her loose, with chanses that she might take off. Flicka went swimming and Kiss after her, not knowing: you can't walk on water. She sank into it and swam like a drowning dog. Think it took about 2 months before she actually could swim confident in herself without looking back at what was coming on to her from the back, her own tail . Flicka had to rescue her once when she fell off a dock. She went in, before I had a chance, swam out to Kiss, rounded her and swam alongside all the way to the beach. Now THAT impressed me a lot.

Walked to the end and continued from there

Chillin at low tide

Nowadays it's hard to keep her away from the beach and the water. She is sooooo proud of herself.

Kiss is a grumpy old lady, hypocondric, afraid of cameras (flashes), lightning and thunder, is an amazing runner, does not know how to play and dislikes puppies.

No, no not again

But she is a very lovely dog. She would never bite a person or at least me.

All in all a cute fantastic 9 year old.

The second sister is Trixie, a cat.

She was found at the office on the morning of July 19, 2010 with a sibling. Since Trixie was hard to catch only her sibling got a new home fairly early. I decided later that she could stay at the office and chase mice, rats and gekkos. After over a month of trying to get her to come to me, I finally one evening was blessed with her trust.

Reasons to why she has to stay at the office is that of my partner whom is allergic to cats. She is not chasing anything in particular other than me at the moment but I still have hopes for her. No big dramas yet in her life other than she got pregnant, at age 4-5 months, before we got to spay her .

She has been able to make friends with both Kiss and Cookie whom was chasing her uncontrollable at first.

She got spayed on December 2nd, and had no kittens.

Then last but not the least, Cookie. Almost an Aaaaalviiiiiin!

My son Kristoffer with the new member

Can you resist me?

This Street dog was found on the side of the road at night also July 19th. I was off for a few days so my partner was guilty of picking this one up, but a very good choice. There was 2 puppies but he gave one away already before I got back.

She was about 8-10 weeks old and gorgeous! Her coat was like velvet. A little bit shy and careful but that was only at first.
She was good at pestering other dogs pretty much from the start. Flicka became a substitute mother, as she always was with all puppies I brought home. Patiently playing with her very gentle, teaching her a lot doggie manners etc whenever Cookie wanted to. As she grew bigger, Flicka had to tell her off, she also needed some peace.

A real plague at times

Cookie got spayed on Dec 2nd 2010, same day as Trixie.

Her only dramas so far has been being bitten by Kiss, on her lip pretty bad, for bugging Kiss to bits, and cuts on her paws from corals . She is however a drama queen. Very sensitive but confident and still building stronger as well. Nothing much can disturb her really, only if someone, a dog most likely, is passing by our deck in search for old bones (read: treasures) they have dug down.
She has grown a LOT since July, only does not know it herself, still has uncontrollable long legs and is very much like a Doberman, and is a huge bundle of joy. I hope we will get a long exciting journey and plenty laughter together.