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Team Golden Oldies, Arakoon (2026)

19/06/2026

Hi friends, Willow and Cassie here.

Yesterday we joined our friends Carmen and Lee (and Mum) for a morning walk around our beautiful headland. Sometimes the best part of the day isn’t the walking, it’s stopping for a moment, sitting with your people and simply taking it all in.

With the sea breeze ruffling our fur and the sound of the waves rolling onto the sand, we sat quietly and admired the view. It was one of those moments that makes your heart feel full. No rush, no worries, just friendship, fresh air and gratitude for another beautiful day.

Mum says there are places people travel the world to see, but we think paradise is right here… especially when shared with friends.

Life doesn’t always have to be busy. Sometimes the most beautiful memories are made when you simply stop, breathe deeply and enjoy where your paws have brought you.

May your day begin with gentle breezes, beautiful views and those you love by your side.

Love and licks
Willow and Cassie - Latin for A room with a view

18/06/2026

Hi friends, Team Golden Oldies here

It was Robyn Day and, as you can plainly see, Robyn was subjected to a highly organised and carefully coordinated cuddle attack. Poor Robyn barely had a chance. As soon as she arrived, we had assembled in formation. There was a mad scramble for premium seating. Now, Robyn only has one lap, which in our opinion is a serious design flaw. But being mature, dignified seniors, we handled the situation with grace and decorum. While little Cassie secured prime lap position, some guarded the flanks, and others maintained a close perimeter in case emergency cuddles were required.

Before long, poor Robyn was completely surrounded. Not that she minded. In fact, we suspect she secretly likes being held hostage by a bunch of oldies with questionable hearing and excellent snuggling skills.

By the time she left we were tired, but confident that Robyn had received her recommended daily allowance of love. We are happy to say that Operation Smother Robyn with love was a complete success.

Love and licks,
Team Golden Oldies- Latin for Resistance is futile, cuddles are mandatory.

17/06/2026

Hi friends, Buddy here

Firstly, I want to say THANK YOU for all the love, kind words and support you’ve wrapped around me. If love itself was a cure, I think I’d live forever.

Yesterday I had a date with my beautiful Dr Shae. Between cuddles and ear scratches, she and Mum had a chat about where we go from here. Mum and Shae talked about my options and as I’m back up and walking they decided that this old boy deserved one more try

So, yours truly got a tiny microdose of ketamine. I know, I know… it’s famous as a horse tranquilliser, but it can also help the pain receptors and boost the effects of my other pain relief. Dr Shae has seen some amazing results, so we’re all keeping our fingers and paws crossed that it gives me some more quality time and help me enjoy more of the things I love.

And that’s the plan.

Not counting days.
Not worrying about what might come.
Just enjoying what is.

Because I am learning that life isn’t measured by how many days we have, but by how much love we can fit into them. So for now, I’m not worrying about tomorrow. I’m busy living today. I’m lapping up the cuddles, accepting all snacks offered, and making sure Mum sees my smile. Because smiles are important. They remind the people who love us that joy still lives here.

Thank you for walking beside me. Thank you for loving me. And thank you for hoping with us. I’m not done collecting memories just yet.

Love and licks
Buddy - Latin for Living in the Moment

16/06/2026

Hi friends, Lisa here.

We had a bit of a scare on Monday night. Buddy suddenly became lame—so much so that he was unable to stand or walk. His leg was VERY swollen again from the tumour in his knee joint. Unlike previous times his leg was not leaking so it was just getting bigger with the build up of synovial fluid. I contacted Shae, and we’ve added some additional medication to help keep him comfortable.

The sad reality is we can’t cure what is happening to him. We can’t make him better. All we can do is manage his symptoms and buy him a little more quality time. Every medication change, every adjustment, is another bandaid. The hard part is knowing that one day those bandaids won’t be enough.

Anyone who knows me knows that my priority has always been the dogs. Their wellbeing comes before my feelings, even when that means facing decisions I don’t want to make.

The good news is that yesterday morning Buddy was able to stand and walk again, albeit slowly. The extra medication appeared to be helping slightly, and seeing him back on his feet was a huge relief. The bandaid worked. How long we can keep that bandaid in place is anyone’s guess. For now, he’s comfortable, and that’s enough. Although to be honest, as the day wore on he was very tired and started to become lame again.

Today we have an appointment with Shae to discuss a plan moving forward and make sure we’re doing what’s best for him.

Deep down, I know our time together is drawing to a close, and my focus now is on making memories, cherishing moments, and giving Buddy the love, comfort, and dignity he deserves.

Lisa - Latin for One day at a time

15/06/2026

Hi friends, Cassie here.

Well, I have some very serious concerns to raise. Yesterday it was raining. Again. At this point I’m convinced the sky is broken and nobody has called the repairman.

As you can see, I was forced to remain indoors while my siblings took up approximately 97% of the bed. When I politely suggested they move over and make room for me, they completely ignored my request. Did I choose another bed?
Of course not. What kind of quitter do you think I am?

I wanted the bed where I can wedge myself into a space that doesn’t actually exist and then complain that nobody has left me enough room. So I squeezed myself into the available gap, because when you’re a professional snuggler, personal space is merely a suggestion.

I gave Mum my best “can you believe what I have to put up with?” face. Mum laughed and said there were plenty of empty beds available. Friends, I fear she has completely missed the point. The best bed is always the one everyone else is on.

Anyway, please take a moment to appreciate the expression of a girl who is trapped inside by endless rain, suffering terrible overcrowding, and being denied her rightful snuggle position.

It’s a hard life, but somehow I carry on.

Love and licks
Cassie - Latin for Small but determined

14/06/2026

Hi friends, Lisa here.

This photo came up in my memories today.

Six years ago, Hope came home after having her leg amputated. I had discovered an ice hockey puck-sized lump on her hind leg, and surgery was her only chance.

For those who may not know her story, Hope was a puppy farm survivor. A girl with no name. A girl whose value had been measured only by the puppies she could produce. A girl who had never known what it felt like to simply be loved for being herself.

When she came into my life, I gave her the name Hope because that is what I wanted her future to be. Hope for a kinder life. Hope for a brighter tomorrow. Hope for all the things she had been denied.

Not long after adopting her, we found the first lump. Then after her amputation, when she was bravely learning to walk on three legs and embracing life with that beautiful spirit of hers, I found another lump. Then another. Her little body was riddled with cancer.

People often ask me if I have favourites, or if some dogs leave a deeper imprint on my heart than others. The truth is yes. Hope was one of them. Perhaps it was because she had endured so much. Perhaps it was because, despite everything life had thrown at her, she remained gentle and trusting. Or perhaps it was because I wanted so desperately for her to have the happy ending she deserved.

What breaks my heart most is knowing that Hope never truly got the chance to discover what it meant to simply be a dog. She never had enough time to fully embrace the freedom, adventures, and carefree joy that should have been hers from the very beginning. But I hope she knew she was loved. I hope she knew that her life mattered. Not because of the puppies she brought into the world. Not because of what she could give. But because she was Hope. A beautiful soul who touched countless hearts and changed my life forever. I was blessed to have her, even for such a short time.

And today, as I look at this photo, I choose to believe that somewhere beyond the rainbow bridge, Hope is whole again. Running effortlessly on four strong legs, surrounded by all the TGO angels who went before and after her. Free from pain. Free from cancer. Free from the past that once defined her. Just being a dog. Just being Hope.

Lisa - Latin for Hope lives on

13/06/2026

Hi friends, Jem here.

Sometimes the biggest moments in life don’t look big at all. They don’t come with celebrations or fanfare. Sometimes they look like two little dogs sharing a bed while Mum works away in the Girl Cave.

Yesterday, Mum looked down and saw Little Cassie and me snuggled together. We were fast asleep, completely content, completely at peace. For a moment, she just watched. Because she remembered. She remembered the uncertainty when I first arrived. She remembered that my world had been turned upside down. She remembered that while I was safe, loved and welcomed, nobody could know how long it would take for my heart to believe it.

But there I was. Curled up beside a friend. Relaxed. Trusting.

I think that’s what brought the smile to Mum’s face. Not the cuddle itself, but what it represented. The quiet healing that happens when you’re surrounded by love. The confidence that grows when you’re accepted exactly as you are.

Mum realised I wasn’t looking for where I belonged anymore. I’d found it. Home isn’t a place on a map. It’s the feeling of being safe enough to sleep deeply. It’s knowing you are loved. It’s having friends who make room for you in their hearts and on their bed. The comfort of knowing you don’t have to keep searching because you’ve finally found where you belong.

And as Mum looked down at us, she knew what I already felt. I was home and I think Little Cassie knew it too.

Love and licks
Jem - Latin for Home is where the heart is

12/06/2026

Hi friends, Lois here.

Yesterday we received a surprise in the post from Sandy Edmonds. Now I don’t want to put ideas into the council’s heads or anything BUT…if roads can be named after people, surely they can be named after legendary senior dogs too. I mean, look at it. We already have the sign. We’re basically halfway there.

I can just picture it now: The tourism brochure practically writes itself:

Welcome to Team Golden Oldies Road…….

⭐ Five-star cuddles
⭐ Free tail wags on arrival
⭐ Highly trained welcoming committee

Mum says it’s a novelty sign. I say it’s an official government document and should be treated accordingly. In fact, I’ve already appointed myself Road Commissioner and Chief Inspector of Deliveries. Which means I am now expecting visiting dignitaries, a ribbon-cutting ceremony, and possibly my own parking spot.

The Team and I have already started discussing where to put the toll booth. Payment will be accepted in biscuits, treats, and belly rubs.

Thank you, Sandy, for such a thoughtful and fun surprise. We absolutely love it and it gave Mum a great big smile.

Love and licks
Lois - Latin for Road Rules

11/06/2026

Hi friends, Mia here.

Now before anyone panics, I would like to assure you that I do not have dandruff, mange, snow blindness, or any other condition requiring immediate veterinary intervention. What you are seeing is the unfortunate side effect of being a highly dedicated workplace supervisor.

Mum has been busy making wooden boxes to post her sun catchers, and as Head of Occupational Health, Safety and General Stickybeaking for the day, it was my responsibility to remain on-site throughout the entire manufacturing process.

Did I have to inspect every piece of timber?……Yes.

Did I have to stand directly where the sanding was happening?…..Also yes.

Did I have to wear most of the sawdust home on my face and fur?……Apparently yes.

Some supervisors sit in offices and push paperwork. I prefer a more hands-on approach. If there’s a workplace safety issue, I need to be close enough to see it, sniff it, and occasionally sneeze it out.

This is commitment. This is dedication. This is leadership.

This friends, is evidence of a supervisor who isn’t afraid to get right into the thick of things to ensure workplace standards are maintained. Mum says I could have supervised from a safer distance. I say that’s the sort of lazy attitude that leads to poorly monitored box production. The good news is the boxes are looking great. The bad news is I now resemble a lamington. A small price to pay for excellence.

Love and licks,
Mia - Latin for Dedication

10/06/2026

Hi friends, Team Golden Oldies here.

Yesterday was Robyn Day, and if you know us, you know that means one thing…

EXCITEMENT!

We followed Flo’s Way, our beautiful green carpet highway, making our way towards a morning filled with friendship and cuddles. The closer we got, the more our tails started wagging.

Then we heard it.

“Hello!”

Robyn’s voice floated across the air and suddenly any thoughts of walking nicely disappeared. We broke into our best golden-oldie speed, because we knew exactly what was waiting for us……..Cuddles. Lots and lots of cuddles. Robyn greeted every one of us like we were the most important dogs in the world, and for a little while, that’s exactly how we felt.

Thank you, Robyn, for always making our day brighter. We are already looking forward to our next trip to see you along Flo’s Way to see you

Love and licks
Team Golden Oldies - Latin for Besties

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