Brought up on a lobster boat on the Maine coast,
his granddad was a Canadian champion, named Toby. His mother was a
little girl from the sticks. Whoppa spent the first two years of his
life glued to his human father's side, lobstering with his real brother and
his dad. Then dad had to travel. He tried to take Whoppa but it
didn't work. He had him placed in rescue but before he could get to
his new home, the man's aunt stole Whoppa and told him he was dead.
Seven years later her husband dumped him in the pound because he barked.
(Isn't that what he was born to do?) That was when we came to take him
into foster care. Twenty four hours later we decided he should become
ours. His name was always Whoppa and we wouldn't think of changing it.
Since coming to live with us, Whoppa has competed in Rally, has competed in
matches and goes to every rescue function to show people what a great breed
This past June, Whoppa was the grand marshal at the
two rescue parades held at the Eastern English Springer Spaniel Club
Specialty in Warwick, Rhode Island. He also traveled with me to
Lexington, Kentucky this past fall to participate in the National English
Springer Spaniel Rescue Parade. Every one who has met the "infamous"
Whoppa, just wants to hug and kiss him. This travelin' man continues
to be a wonderful ambassador for the world of English Springer Spaniel
Rescue. We hope he will continue for years to come.
Whoppa passed away November 28, 2008 in the arms
of his adopted brother, Rolex and his human mom, Nanci
To read more of Whoppa's story, click here:
The Story of Whoppa
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