Goodbye, Dudley

Fabulous Lounging Beardie by Moira McLaughlin, 2005

My sister Kathleen lost her dog Dudley last weekend.  He was 15.  That is quite old for a Bearded Collie, especially since he was diagnosed with cancer four years ago.  At the time, Kathleen thought that he might not make it for much longer, so she looks at his later years as "extra time."  But it's never enough is it?  Dudley had a long life, but it is still shocking that he is gone.  He was part of the family and we are devastated.

Every dog lives a full life if they are loved, but Dudley's was exceptionally large.  He was raised in Hollywood by parents who were "in the Industry."   He adored hanging out on Larchmont Blvd., the chic Hancock Park main street where every shopkeeper, banker, and cafe owner knew his name.  And he had his share of celebrity admirers, too.  Once, Lily Tomlin stopped by Kathleen's office and Dudley bounded up to greet the actress who is herself larger than life.  He gave her a big, joyful, glad to meet you hello and she was immediately charmed, exclaiming, "Dudley, you are fabulous!"

I am not surprised.  "Fabulous" is the exact word I used to describe him in a collage I made in 2005.  I called it Fabulous Lounging Beardie.  When I heard the news that he was gone, I looked back to see what I had written about him then.  It was spot on:

Quite possibly the most fabulous
Beardie in Hollywood.  Days are filled
with lunches, boutique shopping, and
exclusive parties.  It takes tremendous
energy to be an L.A. dog.  A nap on a
designer chaise is not a luxury, it's a
must.

Dudley was an awesome dog and he was a star.  But that is not to imply he was spoiled or haughty.  He was simply the life of the party, and he made you feel like it was a party just because you were there.  He will be deeply missed by everyone who knew him.  Rest in peace, sweet boy.