The early days.
Born in a tiny village, on a remote island, in the vast Indian Ocean north-west of Australia, the Brutus story begins.
Whilst on a working sabbatical, Ms JackE Mac finds herself the victim of a smooth-barking cad of a canine (aren’t they all). He was a sea-dog, a sailor, an exotic traveller and poet of the pups. JackE never did quite catch his name however. She was wooed with promises of love, support and a kennel with a white picket fence, only to find her world forever altered by the news of her impending motherhood. Hoping to teach an old dog new tricks, JackE pleaded with the cad to make an honest bitch of her and save her pups mongrel status. Alas the cad departed for Rhodesia on a vessel called Ridgeback.
Desperate and deserted, JackE made the heartbreaking decision to part with her six pups. A family scandal ensued with the revelation that whilst the four eldest pups “threw to the Jack Russell”, Brutus and his sister Batty could in no way pass as Russells. It took years (and much therapy) for Brutus to overcome the stigma of being “free to a good home”. Brutus and his sister Batty were adopted by nearby village folk and put to work in the beef-cattle industry. Thus began Brutus’ lifelong interest in the production and consumption of meat.
Brutus considers this a charmed time in his life where he was able to develop skills he has since refined and incorporated into his life philosophy. Whilst a vital foundation, Brutus eventually outgrew farm life. It was no longer enough to chase his tail, Brutus sought to chase his dreams instead. The lure of the mainland proved too much and at age four, armed with what he could carry, Brutus set off in search of more. Many were devastated by his departure (including a large black Labrador-cross called Misty) but deep down were forced to concede Brutus had a destiny far beyond the limitations of island life..
His star was on the rise and iBrutus had always been a small dog with a moist nose and big dreams. It was time for Brutus to grab the world by its’ scruff and live out his motto “any dog can be a canine (K9), but it takes true commitment to be a caten (K10).”
Coming soon…The in-between days
