The story of Candy

Candy’s story

I have always loved dogs and was lucky to have my first dog when I was seven years old. It was a female cairn terrier (I had chosen myself the breed) called Hermeline. But she had not the character of a cairn. She was extremely intelligent and loyal, and that moved me deeply. When eleven years old, I knew the joys of breeding with the litter that had Hermeline. I kept two babies called Mascotte and Milady from the litter. They were superb and showed their merits at dog shows. But even if they were lovely and the love that I had for them, they didn’t have the intelligence and the loyalty of their mother. I was still an enthusiast of breeding but absolutely not of cairn.
Later, when I was sixteen, I moved from country to the town in a flat. I brought only Hermeline with me, having to let the others in the country at my mother’s home because they didn’t bear confinement. Two years later, Hermeline is dead from a kidney failure which was caused by a poisoning. I have never cheered up from that. One year later again, it’s Milady who is dead too early from a kennel cough that my mother saw too late. Now it remains only Mascotte, who can’t live in the town with me.

My three cairn terriers : Mascotte, the son, Hermeline, the mother, and Milady, the daughter.

After this double drama, I needed absolutely a dog, but not any dog. I looked up a dog who had the same character than Hermeline, calm and loyal, contrary to other cairns. Then I remembered of a superb dog who had looked, impassive and stoic, at me in a shop. He was black and had a coat which suited him as an evening dress, hid his eyes and wraped his large round ears. I had seen him when I was ten, I was nineteen at the moment, and I still remembered him. It was a Skye terrier.
So I looked up Skyes in all books about dogs that I had, and learnt that this dog was... above all the most loyal dog in the world. Some dogs are well known for their loyalty, but how could we compare them with Mary Stuart’s Skye Geddon, who is dead from broken heart few time after his mistress’ beheading ? And above all to the other Skye Greyfriars Bobby who lived during 14 years on his master’s grave ? And that’s not all : no dog is as intelligent as Skye terrier, as this male who was house-trained at eight weeks old or this bitch who feigned to limp for not going to a show... That’s why Skye terrier has as nickname “the heavenly breed” ! So Skye terrier was the dog whom I had always dreamed.

So I quickly contacted Michelle Maître, who is a French amateur breeder. I met her Skyes at a show and was under these lovely and cuddly dog’s spell. So I reserved a baby dog, but several months after Michelle said me that her friend Claudia Rastedter in Germany wanted to sell her little cream show puppy, and that she had thought of me. The puppy could arrive at home in a month only, it was very quick but when I saw the little delightful face of this baby Skye on a photo... I was love at first sight.

The photo which made me fell in love with Candy.

So on May 21st 2005, I got in my arms my little Candy, lovely ball of fluff covering me with licks. From this day, my life is full of a new happiness. Candy, who is a real faithful Skye, is attached only to me, refusing to play or to eat when I’m not there. I was completely moved deeply, even Hermeline hadn’t shown me so much love. (See Amazing Skyes) He shows too an extraordinary intelligence for his age and a wonderful affection. He has never shown affection to strangers but give much love to my seven years old nephew. He likes other dogs and loves above all cats (I am lucky, I have always wished to have a cat...). Then, Candy is really the dog of my dreams. Now, I never want to have dogs of other breeds. And above all, I understand why Skye terrier is the heavenly breed...

One thing is sure : Candy you give me ever more this so pure love than nobody could give me so much. I love you very strong and for ever my angel.