The Best year of his life..

This post is dedicated to my boy, Chester ♥


Chester is our 8 year old Golden Retriever who has breezed through this adventure in England despite change and constant new faces/ places.

While we have only been in the UK for 10 months, and he is 8 years old, how could this possibly be the best year of his life?

We got Chester at 12 weeks old…cute!  Let’s not forget, we had 2 year old twins and a 6 year old at the time.  What was I thinking?  Still not sure.  So a 12 week old puppy and general family chaos ensued.  He has always been loved and well taken care of…we just truly didn’t have a lot of time for him.   Don’t get me wrong, he got walked every day (well most days), he came on trips with us and was part of the family, but we just didn’t have time for him he deserved.

He has always been a very independent and well behaved dog.  A dog we could just throw the door open for and he would trot into the garden to explore.  In the US, we have 8 acres of land…he kept mostly close to the house, and only twice did he wander off.  I’ll never forget the call received at my office telling me Chester was seen walking down the street with a can of Pepsi in his mouth 🙂

In the UK, he has virtually no garden and the front door opens up onto the street.   He has lost his land and space but it’s still definitely his best year ever – because we have more time!


This year, he has been walked 2+ times a day.  For hours at a time.  He’s explored miles of fields, coastline and farmland.  He’s had 2 people home with him every day…a change from being in the States being left at home while we were all at work each day.   He has traveled to see family and loved by everyone…more attention for a Golden is a dream come true!

To think, we almost didn’t bring Chester with us.  We thought perhaps it wouldn’t be fair to make him travel, or coop him up in a smaller house.  I’m glad I halted the re-homing process and committed to him for the long haul.   He’s part of our memories here in England – his first cow encounter, being terrified of the post/ mail shooting through the front door letterbox, learning not to bark at the milkman and learning to sit and watch the horses pass by the front door.

We wouldn’t have done it any other way….love you buddy x



3 thoughts on “The Best year of his life..

  1. Little Miss Traveller says:

    How lovely! We got a Westie pup (8 weeks old) six weeks before our first child was born as I’d worked full time up until then and thought it unfair to have a dog. We coped with a puppy and a new born baby – not sure who caused the most work, but it was a lovely time and I wouldn’t have changed it for anything!

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  2. Alison says:

    I loved this post so much. My Jersey gets moved around with us to three states and he just packs in with us as we live our nomadic lifestyle–one state he has no fence and is free to roam, one state he has an enclosed fence and stays outside most of the time. And one state he has to stay leashed or inside because of other wildlife that would harm him. He doesn’t mind as long as his peeps are around him. Dogs are our angels. Your words made me happy.

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