Here is Bluey on the Sydney Harbour Bridge. We raised him from a pup and he became one of the family immediately, Bluey travelled with us whever we went. Whenever he was tired(or simply tired of company) he would retreat to the cottage, where he would snooze for hours. After his nap, he liked to play his favourite game of rugby. Jason would don his football jumper and not only would bluey catch the ball he would throw the ball back and stand ready for another pass. Whilst Bluey was affectionate towards our family, he was quite miserly with his time and attention towards anybody else. Although we have literally hundreds of "Bluey" anecdotes and stories there is not enough room here to recount them all. Sadly Bluey passed away at the ripe old age of 13 and we buried him under the tree in front of the cottage complete with headstone.We have embedded a dollar coin into the headstone as a momento of his miserly ways.

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