Fletch is our founding Silver Woof and my muse. We were gifted 14 glorious years on this earth with him, and he will forever live on in the hearts of everyone who met him.

Because of Fletch, we started The Silver Woof to share our experience and advice with other guardians.

Fletch had a decent opinion on most things and didn't treat his toys very well. His favourite thing in the world was a tennis ball, which sadly caused joint disease in old age. Despite Osteoarthritis in just about every joint, a grade-one heart murmur, and heartbreak over the tennis ball, he was a grand old boy who brought so much joy to everyone he came across.

Fletch ran around with his best friend Ginger (a sassy Labradoodle who was the love of his life, apart from yours truly, of course) and their pack most days at a lively pace in the morning and napped away the afternoons while keeping one eye on Mum at her desk. He did this until the very end. Fletch lived every day as his best self and it was all or nothing for my little man.

So, on behalf of Fletch and me, welcome to our page; this is Fletchy's legacy and gift to all senior dogs worldwide.

Ava is Fletch's little sister and our miracle girl. Diagnosed with Osteosarcoma (bone cancer) a year ago, Ava’s prognosis was dire. However, her family kept an open mind and pursued countless vet visits, second opinions, desktop research, and finally, surgery to remove the affected limb (at the age of almost 11 years old). The love and care that surrounded Ava post-surgery ensured she had the best chance of recovery. Ava is still with us today, a gift for which we are all extremely grateful.

Ava loved it when her big brother Fletch came to visit! She bossed him around and loved to play tug of war with him, using one of her toys. Come to think of it, the mistreatment of toys runs in the family!

Ava passed away just shy of her 14th birthday. Her brother followed her over the rainbow bridge a month later. Which we humans think they planned all along!

Indy (aka Indiana Jane) was a vibrant and adventurous Mini Foxie, who was full of sass and Miss Personality Plus. She was her fur parents’ happy little heartbeat, loving nothing more than to be by their side 24/7.

She was everyone’s favourite travelling companion, dancing and woofing along to road trip music compilations, especially AccaDacca and Wolfmother.

Indy loved fiercely and honestly – and enjoyed bossing around her fur cousins, dogs 5 times her size, and was the Queen of her domain. For all her fabulous feistiness, she could be relied upon to be gentle to babies, kids, and the elderly – naturally gravitating to those who needed love and affection, but least likely to ask for it - with her wholehearted, tail-wagging support and all-in cuddling: melting the hearts of the most cynical humans to walk this earth.

Vale Indiana Jane, your sassy spirit and big dog attitude will never be forgotten and forever missed.

On May 1st 2007, she was gifted by friends. Hence, her name is Maisy. She was a 6-week-old Shitzu X Maltese wrapped up in a box. Maisy lived until the ripe age of 16; she was her crew's Grand Dame and let everyone know it, too!

Her favourite toys were mobile phones and TV remotes, unfortunately.

Maisy aced puppy school. She was the smallest but gave better than she got.

As a senior, she slept a lot & snored loudly. In her senior days, she'd tell you when she was after loving. Otherwise, read the room...

Suzy was just shy of 18 years old when she crossed the rainbow bridge in her mumma’s arms. Suzy was a mini Fox Terrier who had been faithfully at her guardian's side since she was two months old.

If you spoke to her guardian, she’d tell you that Suzy saved her life, which, is a story we often hear. 17 years ago, they left an unsafe house together, with the clothes on their backs, and have never looked back.

Suzy faithfully offered cuddles and licked away any tears over the years. The first daughter in this family unit Suzy witnessed a marriage, and the birth of two baby humans, escaped like Houdini and was unfortunately hit by two cars…however this little mini-foxy with nine lives bounced back every time.

At almost 18, Suzy lived with kidney issues and experienced ‘dementia days’ where she was a little confused and forgot to go outside to the toilet, however, most of the time she was her beautiful, loving, caring self and a cherished member of her family.

Kidney problems mean a prescription diet and lots of love and care to keep her comfortable. It was a miracle that at almost 18 she managed to keep all of her teeth (bar one which fell out of its own accord), as a result of staying on top of her dental work by her guardian.

Suzy was known as the wonder dog at Mona Vale Veterinary Hospital because she aged so well. The Silver Woof helped her guardian with resources and tools to keep Suzy comfortable until the day she crossed the rainbow bridge.

Vale Suzy Lewis, you left paw prints on the heart of every human you met.

Introducing Fletchy’s mate Snook. Snook is a 12-year-old rescue. We met Snook and his mum out walking one day and ever since, the boys do this weird slow-motion run towards each other when we cross paths. It’s very cute!

Snook is a miracle boy! He was adopted through a rescue organisation called Desert Dogs in the Northern Territory, almost 12 years ago (https://aussiedesertdogs.org/).

Snook loves a good road trip, exploring Australia, and has also had the pleasure of living in Germany for one year.

In 2021 he was diagnosed with a painful disease called 'perianal fistulas' (small tunnels that develop between the end of the bowel and the skin near the anus). Luckily the condition is manageable with (expensive) medication called Cyclosporine and a single

protein diet (salmon for dinner every night). Snook has many nicknames but he is usually called Nooki-nook, Schnitty, Bolle (Swiss - German for a scoop of ice cream), Snook Alejandro Corzo Neisser (when he is in trouble), or simply 'mi hijo' (which means 'my son' in Spanish) - Snook is trilingual you must know. His favourite activity is sleeping, snoozing, and resting, but on a sunny day you might find him swimming at Bayview, catching a ball or frisbee in a dog park, paddle-boarding (reluctantly) in Pittwater, or chasing Indian Minors in our garden.

He genuinely thinks he is half-human and therefore demands a spot in our human bed every night.