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Bongo Fury White Elephant

Russian Silver

Bred by Laura Jones and Karl Woods

DOB: 03/04/2010 - 29/08/2011

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Genetics to knowledge: aa dd rbrb Rr (possibly carrying Mink, Chocolate and Dumbo)

Can't quite believe I'm writing another obit... :*( Eli was only just coming up to 17 months - and was so fit and healthy - and then today - bang - he's gone... :*(

Eli was a very special lad - one of our best stud bucks, one of our most handsome and most cuddly men. He was a proper stud buck though, and although he was very cuddly with us, he was always alert and watching. He was a very powerful buck, and one of my heart rats really... :*( We were very close and this has come as a massive shock.

Eli sired 2 lovely litters for us - one only a few months ago. His children are all so wonderful, and at least whenever I get Don out for cuddles I'll remember Eli - as Don is so like him in so many ways :*)

I hardly know what to write for my special lad, as I'm still in shock... I loved him so much - and it's all very raw... :*(

Run free my stunning lad, don't forget me, and go and find your family and friends at the bridge :*(

For him - 'White Elephant' by Ladytron:
 
Surrender with me
We're walking in our sleep,
I won't come around for you
Leave the story at the shore,
In case you thought it done
I guess it is we're so boring

Now surrender with me
Cause we're walking in our sleep,
And won't come 'round

Hey, put our pistols down,
Crawl along the ground.
Where we won't,
Won't be found.

Surrender with me
And bring your violin,
Photographs and some black strings
For when we're breaking stones,
The only things we know
Are tiger's eyes and lost things

Now, surrender with me
Cause we're walking in our sleep,
And won't come 'round

Hey, put our pencils down,
And go back underground
Where we won't,
Won't be found

Now, surrender with me
Cause we're walking in our sleep,
And won't come 'round

Hey, put our pistols down,
And crawl along the ground
Where we won't,
Where we won't,
Won't be found.

xx

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