Welcome to Twilight ~ the retirement home for dogs

La maison de retraite pour les chiens


The Twilight Puddings with Mum and Dad, Leeanne and Mike, thank you for visiting our website. You can read more about Twilight on the 'about Twilight' page and meet the Twilight Puddings on our own page.

                           

EXCITING NEWS ... 30 JULY ... THE TWILIGHT BIOGRAPHY


Twilight is publishing its very own biography. You’ll be able to read how and why Leeanne and Mike set up Twilight, learn about the ups and downs of daily life with over thirty dogs, and be amazed by the special dogs’ stories. In this 260 page quality paperback there are lots of photos of your favourite Puddings, too.


Paws Before Bedtime: the story of Twilight the retirement home for dogs


€15 collected | €20 posted anywhere in France | special UK delivery – order in the first two weeks of August for £18 delivered by Royal Mail


Reserve your copy now: email the special Twilight Book Line


[email protected]

 

Next event: coming up ... The Twilight Open Day

30th July La Peyzie 24800

Look at the fun we had last time ... come and join us

More dates for your diary on the What's On page

 

Welcome Twilight’s latest arrival – little Pepito

This week, Twilight welcomed the latest Pudding. Leeanne says: “Today, I just want to introduce you to Pepito. Three days ago he lived with the same family he had lived with for the last fourteen years. Then, they decided, that due to barking, poor sight and hearing and probably the smell, they didn’t want him anymore. Handed him over to the SPA: you take him, or we will euthanise him … walked away … didn’t look back.


I do not judge often; the family did what they did. BUT, this lad will have been in pain for some time. The SPA knew he needed love and help, and he came swiftly to us, even before he had time to see a vet. Well, this lad, a medium-sized poodle will have had such earache from his infection. A temperature of 40c, and then the maggots. I hate maggots … they crawled from his ear, his cheek and eyes. Yuk. Mike and I, spent three and a half hours cleaning him up. We had to cut away fur, pull off the dead flesh, do all we could to flush the buggers out. Then the babies, then the eggs. I am not overly squeamish, but neither of us could eat supper that night.


But that is irrelevant. The vets were fabulous, and thankfully they have taught us well and trust us. Over the phone I was given the permission to pump all I could into the little lad. We then used all known means, new means and made-up inspiration to clean the poor lad. Traumatic, there is no question. But, that night love him, he ate and we have heard him sigh with relief. Welcome Pepito.


The following day Pepito continues the story, “I think my new ma and pa have cleared the worst now. But I know they fear the eggs, so they are keeping a close eye on me and bathing my face in antiseptic wash several times a day. The left side of my face and open wounds still have much heat, and whilst I ate yesterday I do not feel so good this morning. Antibiotics and steroids, love and sleeps, and mummy tells me all will be well. I cannot thank you enough for all your love, words and support. I have little doubt it is making me better. Bless you all, how lucky am I.

 

Leeanne's Dog Blog ... June 2017

The last few weeks have been life at its highs of peaks and lows of troughs. Michael’s brother sadly passed, ironically as we, too, had spent the day in hospital with my own failing body, albeit just pained, so no comparison really.


Events various and the mighty Hope Book Sale weekend was a treasure to be part of. If you have never been, October in your diary is a must. Twilight’s own Open Day loomed, as storms rallied, but volunteers beat back all damp and wind, their efforts shone like a golden light. Such treasured friends to the Puddings.


Poorly puddings required regular vet visits, and we held several together. But, as I write, it is time to prepare to say au revoir to some special canine pudding friends. And then, Edgar, dear, dear Edgar. What a sad and grim life card he had been dealt. He touched us for the longest and heaviest six nights and seven days. Yes, so much in such a short space of time. So many lessons learnt, so much to be blessed for, despite the tears. I am afraid you will have to understand as we live with this precious and beautiful fragility each day that the burdens of this sad material world of terror and politics which seems to have engulfed us are there, but I try to keep the colours around me vibrant, deal only with what I can have control over, and make the smallest difference with a full heart, as best we can.


The Open Day here was wonderful. We were in abundance. Food arrived like I have never seen before, 29 volunteers made the day shine, and about 70 folks came and supported in a loving, caring and gentle way. Mike and I are deeply proud to know our volunteer team, proud of them for all they give, touched they choose the Puddings for their limited time and resources. The caring stretched further too, as Facebook team Linda joined in, and more funds were raised for cakes to be shared in the community. Such thoughtfulness; such love.


As we put out our first ever FULL posts this last month, as we have been stretched to our most physical, financial, and boundaries various reached. We come to a summer of needing to learn from this last nine years, take stock of where we are, and look to how the future can best be placed for those inevitable puddings waiting in the wings for the years to come. All the wonderful material things we have now need maintenance and care, no longer with a van we need help, no longer with full physical abilities we need help for certain areas. Marquees for events look pretty, but they need putting up and taking down. I never fretted when we started. We can only go day by day. If the funds came in, we took the dogs, as we knew we could give them all the care they needed. Now, if the help comes in, we can sustain in other ways, if not we need to reassess. No different to the last nine years, just different and new priorities as life changes. The only bit in this is that it is hard as Michael and I always did it all, we asked only for the dogs. Now, we feel asking for this extra is like asking for us, but it is actually for the dogs. We just have to accept this!


So, my darling man, daddy Twilight, will be 70 later this month. We will be taking a couple of little breaks through the summer, to celebrate and to catch up with Michael's family. We will have our second and last Open Day for this year on the 30th of July and so hope you can join us. For now, deeply and from the very bottom of our hearts, we thank you – our supporters, our volunteers, all of our friends, for keeping Twilight going for the needs of the old and disabled Puds. Averaging 35 in number at the moment. The Puddings owe their lives to you. Bless you for caring.

                                                                                                                             Leeanne          

 

 

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Would you like to help the Twilight dogs? Find out how to Help Twilight  or where to drop off a collection

Thank you ALL for caring x


 
 

Have you watched our YouTube video – a day in the life at Twilight?

 

Follow this link for tablets and phones:

 

https://youtu.be/o44YY9QUf7s

 

or follow this link on your desktop for the original video with music:

 

https://youtu.be/-la5VKs6qKE

 

The video was produced the hard work, insight, and loving energy of Jo Morris Bingham of Your Image My Imagination. Jo, the Puddings send love & thanks.

 

http://YourImageMyImagination.com

 

 

Have you found a stray dog or has your own pet gone walkabout?

 

We see so many posts from people who have either lost or found a dog or cat. Our friends at the Phoenix Association provide advice about exactly what to do when you are in this situation. Check out their Advice Centre on the website at:

http:/www.phoenixasso.com

 

Please help us by directing people to this when they need it. Thank you – The Phoenix Team" 


Dear Edgar - RIP